July 14, 2364

I sold the Cerulean Comet. It was a cute little ship, it served me well, but since in the last couple years I haven't been able to get more use out of it than the random hour or two alone when I can shake the boys to get some me time, it really isn't useful for me to have. A ship that really hasn't got enough room to hold more than two comfortably, especially for a trip of any distance, does no good when I usually have both Blue and Travis along when I do anything more than my occasional bout of stunt flying and joy riding. I think I only held out as long as I did on selling it because Toby had given it to me, and while I am mad at him and Travis will always come first, it was something to hold onto to remind me of the good times he and I had shared.

When I told Travis I'd decided to sell it, he objected at first. He knew Toby had given it to me, I think he still remembers the babbling on about it I did during that run I came along on with Toby, right after Toby had given it to me. It was kind of weird to have Travis insist that I should keep around a reminder of Toby. He did agree with me when I pointed out the more practical points, specifically that it did us no good to maintain something that I hardly used because it couldn't accommodate all of us. He couldn't fault my logic there, but he was still concerned that I was doing this for reasons that weren't as logical.

When I found a buyer, I told Travis I was taking the ship out for one last run. When I invited him along for my good-bye joy ride, he seemed both curious and relieved to hear me call it that. He took me up on the offer, and he delighted in every last thing I did to push the ship to her limits. And where I hadn't been planning on giving her a sexual send-off, Travis did taunt me and tease me until I gave in and threw him across her control panel to satisfy the both of us. I must say that I do like the idea of trying to pull some bad ass maneuvers while I've got my boyfriend trying to get me off.

The person I sold the ship to seemed nice enough too. He was buying it as a gift to celebrate his daughter getting accepted into the flight school she wanted. It made me glad that my Cerulean Comet was going to be someone else's first ship too. Seeing the joy I took in that, Travis seemed to have gotten over whatever it was he thought I was running away from or whatever bad reasons he thought I'd had for selling the ship.

Blue didn't seem as surprised by the choice I made to sell the ship, but he did seem to have a little bit of a reaction to my reasoning behind doing it. I'm not sure if he thinks of himself as important enough in mine and Travis' lives to justify my considering him too when figuring on transportation needs.