Jettison

You're fucking crazy.

It's the only way I'm ever getting off world.

I know, but...

Did they tell you where you're going?

Probably Aurigae One. - Shit, my uncle 'steaded on two.

Took him six years to get over.

They say it only feels like a few months on board.

What?

You know when I make it back,

you'll have to buy beer for me.

Be safe, baby girl. Okay? - I will.

I love you.

You can still change your mind.

We can go to the car right now. - Mom.

Give it-- Give it six months

and if you still feel like you want to go--

Mom.

Mom, I'm going to be fine.

I wish I believed that.

Personnel, clear drive bay.

Spacers, good for kick?

Go for kick!

Go for kick, in five...

four...

three...

two...

one...

Ellie Johnson,

451 Maldon Road, Browning, Texas, 75792, USA, Earth.

Message body:

It's been four years, El.

But... I remember saying goodbye to you three months ago.

It's... It's a weird feeling.

And we're lucky I'm in the Barnard system,

if I had gotten shipped to Aurigae like we said, you would be in your 30s.

Probably have a family and a house and a boring life.

Maybe you already do.

Anyway,

I just want you to know that I love you

and I'll be back soon.

What is it?

Nothing. It's just, I thought the silo back home was big.

Well, don't stare too long.

You might get space mania.

Don't tell me you're one of those--

Heard Persephone's getting a little chatter,

I wouldn't mind going somewhere cushy for a while.

If they send us, it ain't going to be cushy.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah I'm fine.

I should've put in for Fleet.

Like they would've taken you?

Besides, you want to be stuck on a ship for six years?

No. You'd go crazy from the boredom alone.

Well, I'd take purgatory over hell any day.

Jerk.

You look just like him.

At that time your daughter

will be sent back to Earth to be placed under care of your

or Corporal Mandela's next of kin.

You're to ship out and rejoin your unit

to serve out the remainder of your term.

Corporal Mandela has been reassigned--