For two beautiful minutes I was a fighter pilot in space. Even though we were in a wide open hall with crepes being made not far away every one of my senses told me I was in space flying a fighter of some sort. There were enemies out there somewhere, two people who were in reality sitting just across from me were coming after me. But in the vastness of space did it really matter? With only 2 minutes did I want to spend my time in space hunting down the enemy or did I want to fly through debris and enjoy all the colors of space? I was playing EVE: Valkyrie. I was in space.
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