Peridot nodded, and then turned the drill on. It lurched downward, throwing up dirt as it bit into the ground below, rattling the poor Fandomites squished within.
"Increasing speed," Peridot ground out, and then the drill was burrowing into the Earth like a rocket. A very big rocket. That was actually a drill.
It grew dark, with the exception of the panels in the cockpit glowing a faint green.
Anakin
"Green is generally a good sign, right?" Anakin checked, trying to learn the setup of the panels. He was a pilot. It was what he did.
Peridot
Peridot just turned a glance and a smile back toward Anakin.
"Would I have it any other way?"
Your engineer had a bit of a bias. Still, the panels were fairly straightforward. There was a monitor that showed their position relative to the Cluster - there was still a long way to go - and there were rows of buttons, some numbered, some with words written on them in the Gem language.
... Plus there was a pair of N64 controllers. There was probably a reason for those.
Rufus
Rufus was leaning over his knees and peering at the buttons with clear interest.
It was probably the most actively engaged in something anyone here had ever seen him.
"What do the buttons do?" he asked. "And what are those?"
The controllers.
Peridot
"They're all important," Peridot assured Rufus. "This row here is to deploy additional drill parts. These are for the periscope. And this one?"
She hit one of the buttons.
Elevator music began to play.
"For the trip. As for the controllers? We use those for--" She paused as the ground shook around them, and then shook her head. "Get ready! We're about to penetrate the asthenosphere!"
The darkness of the dirt and rock that had surrounded them gave way, suddenly, into a brilliant orange glow through the window as they passed through into a layer of molten rock. Fortunate, wasn't it, that the drill was built to withstand 360 gigapascals of pressure and temperatures of 9800 degrees?
Rufus
"Amazing," he said, watching the window. "Given where we are in the Earth's crust, that's peridotite, right? Super-heated."
It looked an awful lot like lava, just saying.
The elevator music made him wince a bit. But nothing was stopping him from getting all of this recorded.
Peridot
Peridot glanced at Rufus... again, as best as she was able. It was a squishy proposition, there inside the drill. But sometimes things came out of his mouth that impressed her, and this was one of those things.
"Yeah," she confirmed, and then smiled faintly, almost fondly. "It's made of the same stuff as peridots."
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Peridot
Peridot nodded, and then turned the drill on. It lurched downward, throwing up dirt as it bit into the ground below, rattling the poor Fandomites squished within.
"Increasing speed," Peridot ground out, and then the drill was burrowing into the Earth like a rocket. A very big rocket. That was actually a drill.
It grew dark, with the exception of the panels in the cockpit glowing a faint green.
Anakin
"Green is generally a good sign, right?" Anakin checked, trying to learn the setup of the panels. He was a pilot. It was what he did.
Peridot
Peridot just turned a glance and a smile back toward Anakin.
"Would I have it any other way?"
Your engineer had a bit of a bias. Still, the panels were fairly straightforward. There was a monitor that showed their position relative to the Cluster - there was still a long way to go - and there were rows of buttons, some numbered, some with words written on them in the Gem language.
... Plus there was a pair of N64 controllers. There was probably a reason for those.
Rufus
Rufus was leaning over his knees and peering at the buttons with clear interest.
It was probably the most actively engaged in something anyone here had ever seen him.
"What do the buttons do?" he asked. "And what are those?"
The controllers.
Peridot
"They're all important," Peridot assured Rufus. "This row here is to deploy additional drill parts. These are for the periscope. And this one?"
She hit one of the buttons.
Elevator music began to play.
"For the trip. As for the controllers? We use those for--" She paused as the ground shook around them, and then shook her head. "Get ready! We're about to penetrate the asthenosphere!"
The darkness of the dirt and rock that had surrounded them gave way, suddenly, into a brilliant orange glow through the window as they passed through into a layer of molten rock. Fortunate, wasn't it, that the drill was built to withstand 360 gigapascals of pressure and temperatures of 9800 degrees?
Rufus
"Amazing," he said, watching the window. "Given where we are in the Earth's crust, that's peridotite, right? Super-heated."
It looked an awful lot like lava, just saying.
The elevator music made him wince a bit. But nothing was stopping him from getting all of this recorded.
Peridot
Peridot glanced at Rufus... again, as best as she was able. It was a squishy proposition, there inside the drill. But sometimes things came out of his mouth that impressed her, and this was one of those things.
"Yeah," she confirmed, and then smiled faintly, almost fondly. "It's made of the same stuff as peridots."