[He's been trying to keep an eye out for anyone messing with the console right before he goes in, but the ONE time he forgets to check, he walks in. It's a different simulation today, similar to some of the training he'd done in space long ago. Don't let any of the meteorites hit the floor, an exercise in power control and accuracy. Keeping his eyes sharp and his reflexes sharper.
And wouldn't you know it, the most HORRIBLE of the three songs so far starts playing five minutes or so into the simulation. The meteorite hits him, sending him flying to the floor, but now he doesn't care. He lets the sim end, as it was programmed to do if he let anything hit the floor. He doesn't know who the kid is that's singing but he is SICK AND TIRED of hearing it now, and he is determined to find who's doing it.
The next day, he's on alert. And the next day. But he laxes a little on the third day, thinking maybe, maybe they'd given up.]
June 28th 2014 [Action]
And wouldn't you know it, the most HORRIBLE of the three songs so far starts playing five minutes or so into the simulation. The meteorite hits him, sending him flying to the floor, but now he doesn't care. He lets the sim end, as it was programmed to do if he let anything hit the floor. He doesn't know who the kid is that's singing but he is SICK AND TIRED of hearing it now, and he is determined to find who's doing it.
The next day, he's on alert. And the next day. But he laxes a little on the third day, thinking maybe, maybe they'd given up.]