Behind the Book (Guest Post)
While these tunnel jockies aren’t
my future SkyRyders
who typically fight wars in the sky.
They certainly have skills SkyRyders need to learn.
These are true artists/entertainers of the current century
Yes, Wind Tunnels actually exist. I didn’t make them up.
In fact, it’s a sport with competition and fans galore.
Today I want to share three YouTube videos of
the art of wind tunneling.
Knowing how to play in a wind tunnel is one of the key differences between Alisha and normal SkyRyders.
When Alisha lived in Flatland, which had NO wind whatsoever, she and her wealthy friends would go to the mall where there was a wind tunnel. They thought flying in a wind tunnel was great fun.
For my future SkyRyers, when flying a catcher, there is no sensation of wind rushing at all, just a faint back breeze. So when a SkyRyder feels wind rushing upward, it means they are actually falling to their death.
Thus, explaining why wind tunnels turn out to terrify most SkyRyders.
About the Book
Alisha Kane, the Corps’ best flyer, is promoted to colonel, in charge of teaching the Corp’s SkyRyders her extraordinary flying maneuvers. The man she loves, Logan, continues to place the Corps first and insists they both remain focused on their work. For Alisha, this means ferreting out the best flyers in a Corps that has systematically forced great flyers into mediocrity. Logan focuses on learning Alisha’s flying techniques so that he can become the hero the East Coast desperately needs. The result includes fractured ribs and broken hearts, but through it all they never relinquish their love of the Corps.
Alisha looked at her watch. She hadn’t eaten her lunch, and her stomach was grumbling, but she wanted to see how the colonel was doing in the wind tunnel. So with Benjamin in tow, she postponed her need for food to check up on Logan.
She found him much too comfortable floating about the wind tunnel. She slipped on a flight suit. Benjamin seemed quite happy to stand at the window of the door as she entered and flew up beside her colonel, placing a mic unit on his ear.
“Is it safe to have two flyers in at once?” Logan asked.
“If they are in control. At the mall, we’d go in seven at a time and do donuts.”
Colonel Logan smiled. “I’m afraid to ask what a donut is.”
“You trust me?”
“Then just do what I tell you.” She allowed her body to rise up and then settle down on top of his body.
“Alisha…” Logan objected, clearly not trusting her anywhere close to his claim of ‘absolutely’.
“Relax and let me drive the colonel mobile.” Gently, she reached out and grabbed his arms. When Logan ceded control to her, she moved him to the right and then the left.
“This doesn’t feel like it should be called a donut.”
Alisha giggled. “Quiet. You get me tickled, and we’ll both take a dunk. I’m taking this big ship out for a test ride, first. I won’t do a donut unless I’m sure I can pull us out.”
“That’s comforting to know.”
She found her giant colonel boat quite easy to maneuver. He was pliable with the gentlest of touch. She soared him all the way up to the top of the tunnel and then spiraled down in a gentle curve around the tubular walled tunnel. She dipped left and then right as she slowly stepped them up the middle. “Just stay as loose as you are now,” she advised as she pulled him up and over, landing them almost where they began. “Now that’s a donut.”
“Is it possible for you to cede control back to me?” he asked. “I’d like to try that myself.”
Alisha relaxed her body. “I’m all yours, Colonel.” A moment later they began a roll, but on the upside, it dipped to one side and they began a spiral roll down. Alisha’s grip tightened, but she couldn’t budge his arm. It was about as malleable as a block of steel. “Relax, Colonel, I’ve got you,” she said, hoping that was going to be true. If not, they were going to have a painful bump in about three seconds.
She felt his muscles relax and she pulled his right arm up just a fraction and the spiral stopped. “It’s all about little adjustments. No big moves.” She pulled them back up to mid-point. “Now try again,” she insisted and relaxed her grip.
On the second try, he got it. “See how easy it is? Try climbing to the top and spiraling down.” Again, he maneuvered it beautifully. She swung off his back and grabbed his hands so they were laid out face-to-face. “Having any fun?”
“Well, certainly more since you joined me.”
On a wild impulse, she moved in and gently placed a kiss on his mouth. Instantly, he lost his balance and crashed to the floor. She dived down and hit the emergency shut off and floated down next to him as the wind died to nothing. “Colonel, I’m sorry.” She ran her hands over him, checking for injuries. As she worked up his leg, he gripped her hands.
“It’s all right, Alisha. Nothing’s broken. But what the hell were you thinking?”
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