OFS commentary 9

„One last C-F eleven, please, and is finished.“ Sighing deeply, she filled out the stupid thing, quite convinced she had already signed that exact form half an hour ago;
 - He really makes it sound like he already gave her another :p

„Yes, Co-“ she began, conditioned by reflex, but immediately fell into an extended coughing fit. The stallion gave her an evil eye – as if she was somehow purposefully upsetting his authority ...
 - Ah, so since she shouldn't talk to him, he must be a spy himself! XD

„Actually, it's not that great,“ Cherry shot back, „I mean, you almost die, and all they give you is a bit of paid holiday? I'd sue if I were you.“
 - And what, get tangled in more bureaucracy? ... Maybe that's the reason they put so much of it up front, to dissuade from willingly attracting any more :p

„Think you'll manage?“ Zvezda asked, genuinely caring for the orange pegasus. Cherry chatted to her a lot, but this would mark the first time she was actually actively listening. With interest, for that matter. The accident sure has changed things, and not just the obvious ones…
 - Yay for disasters bringing peo...ponies closer together!

Cherry scoffed, „You should see Bliz. Or Dash, actually. Those mares are just impossible.“
 - In more ways than one, but that's just low and sad 4th-wall breakage. :p

Before them, a few last tech-ponies were still whittling away with their blowtorches at the carcass of a final carriage, but asides from that, the entire train had already been broken down into structural components for the rockets.
 - I still remember Celestia's icy glare about the train, brrrrrrr.... *feels a sudden chill run down his spine*

The two mares remained embraced for a while. Slowly, Zvezda began to realize she had no way of escaping from the pegasus' mighty clutches.
 - LOL! Talk about not wanting to let go.

She was back as fast as she had gone; prompted by her survival instincts, Zvezda quickly jumped backwards, just in time to avoid a second hug.
 - Why do I find myself d'awwwwing more at this than the first hug? :3

„Wait!“ Cherry yelped, tearing the page away from underneath Zvezda's eyes, then clutched it tightly against her chest, „No idea how that got in there. Heh.“
 - Oh whoops! Looks like someone around here's passing the time fantasizing, hehe.

For, behind in the distance, slowly reversing out of the depot, stood the most breathtakingly beautiful thing she had ever seen; ...
 - Oh yeah baby, that's the things that get Zvezda's heart pumping! :D

The engineer whistled respectfully.
 - The in-job appreciation is just dripping here ^^

„Somepony who worked on the Thousanders?“ Ray cut her off, „Miss, it'd be my pleasure!“
 - Best day ever? Best day ever!

„Is irrelevant. Even stupid foal could predict what they'll be saying!“
 - Couldn't really agree more. No one strays from the classics for something this big to write about.

It was a deeply unnatural sound, and Geist couldn't even remember the last time he had heard it. All the usual background sounds were absent; the frenzied screams of ponies as they galloped away from toxic chemical spills, the piercing impacts as expensive pieces of equipment slipped from cranes and shattered all across the floor, and even the occasional alarm siren or loudspeaker alert as one of Lyuka's experimental engine designs exploded again. Not one lathe shrieked as it cut through metal, and not one obnoxious pump was running.
 - The poor ponies can't just get used to all this :p

Fidgeting around in his bed, trying to cover his ears with the pillow and the blanket just to block out the silence,
 - The irony here, it stings!

Redstone?
 - Of course, just blame Redstone! XD

a particular stash of magazines in the corner of the room – intended for, uh, personal use
 - For your eyes only.

Pretend to trip, then fall on the pile and kick it over, under the bed. Like a boss.
 - I LOL'd.

„Hoofington Post? I thought we agreed on this!“
 - She's always full of surprised, ain't she ^^

The harsh, repeated thumping noise coming from the automatic boiler stoker just underneath added to the sensation, blending in to create an intoxicating dance of sense and sound.
 - Do I sense a nerdgasm here? :p

There was also something else to the feeling, though, much harder to determine. A sensation permeating her entire self, a soft glow she had never felt within in the confines of the Cape, subtly urging her to get as far away as possible, drawing her towards the east.
 - Wow. I do get those kind of feelings too. They're beautiful.

Zvezda smiled to herself. 'Space-age', one could almost call it.
 - The moment you're there to actually touch it is worth all the rest ^^

The whistle boomed across the desert, probably heard for dozens of miles. Her smile growing even wider, she pulled at the cord again, drowning herself in the sound.
She had always wanted to do that.
 - Call me dirty, but I can totally see her moaning with pleasure right now XD

„No, no, and no! Just who do they think they are?“
 - We do the impossible and kick reason to the curb! That's the Dai Gurren way!

It was Scud, of course: Wearing long, silky socks over her hind legs as she stared at the camera with a look of surprise on her face, lying on a large feather bed with both wings spread, and posing herself suggestively.
 - Oh. My.

Husband says he had 'no idea'
 - First the engie, now the Medic? Oh lawd, I'm seeing way too much TF2 references in here, and I don't even play it! XP

The trouble was, there really weren't that many other options available to her. Aside from flying, spending vast amounts of money, and misprogramming complex computeronics, she had little applicable skills in anything else.
 - Something to pride oneself about, I'm sure. XD

She still remembered playing rain-tag with the other foals!
 - Ha! Definitely a nice touch.

Involuntarily flinching, she watched Dash almost hit the ground, then do what could only be described as bouncing off the air and completely reversing her fall in milliseconds. The manoeuvre kicked up a tall shockwave of sand that kept going for several seconds before merging back into the dunes.
 - Scary, but fun!

Well, buck 'em.
 - I definitely find the use of 'buck' in place of the F-alternative refreshing.

It was little more than a motley assortment of dusty wooden shacks and houses, one rickety clocktower, and not a whole lot more.
 - Oooh, Appleoosa! Am I foreboding a warm welcome by Braeburn? Or a nice encounter of the Buffalo kind?

„Well, we were here first! And we're not gonna just let you steal all our water!“ the sheriff stood his ground, glancing all around, „Aren't we, folks?“
 - But of course, using the 'we were here first' argument has worked well in the past, hasn't it?
Also, nice argument in general, very well laid.

hey appeared to be genuinely in the right here, actively suffering, yet nopony was willing to listen to them. Taking a prototype locomotive and its crew hostage might have been their only chance.
 - How in Heaven's name did we possibly get to this situation? Oh lawd, I like very much nonetheless.

The gradually lengthening silence, and the incredibly scratchy feeling in her throat – she'd ask for some water, but that would be highly inappropriate here – didn't exactly help either.
 - Just imagine the scene. And all those frowns that would ensue. ROFL.

I'm obviously not a designer. I don't even look like one! My mane looks way too terrible. You just ruined it for yourself, Zvez.
 - Ah, they're obviously gonna call on you by the mane, no doubt.

Several were having moon-pies in the kitchen.
 - Can't be a true settlement without the traditional moon-pie, now can it?
Also, that's one beautiful corridor. (and that's a compliment to the author, btw. ;) )

„Final bids for pressure chamber production also dispatched to our prime contractors, direct dragon-fire,“ Sunny didn't even await being prompted by Will.
 - Oooh, so they have a dragon there too? Awesome!

It would be a tough fight ahead; their enemies were many, and they were prominent, with far more power than her allies could ever hope to manage. But her entire life had been leading up to this moment.
And she wasn't just going to waste it.
 - BRACE FOR POLITICAL SCHEMES AND EPIC DISCOURSE!