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Realizing there were no other takers than Nikolai on refreshments Melissa nodded, turned and floated away. Upon reaching the area close to the cradle she settled to the 'floor' and felt the boots grab and take hold.
She walked into the main area and headed to the kitchen, opened a few cabinets until she found what she was looking for and pulled out two pouches and then turned to another and removed a small box shaped one, looked at the label wrinkled her nose and put it back then repeated the process until she found a sandwich to her tastes. Well, they were labeled 'sandwiches' but in fact they were a sad mockery of meat, cheese and assorted veggies that Lissa had learned to eat long ago. At least they weren't those terrible dehydrated things or even the packets of goo of old days but still, not real food.
Activating the cold capsule at the bottom of the packages by a simple twist and slight pressure, she looked around the empty room. The pilot in her took a deep sigh, then pursed her lips in her cute quirky way and half mumbled to herself, 'Well, if I die today, I die happy enough doing what I always wanted to do.' Melissa opened the sandwich and gobbled it down quickly taking pauses to sip her ice, cold grape juice, then washed it down with the packet of water. Lissa put the empty packets into the disposal, grabbed another pouch from the drink related cabinet and then turned and left the same way she had come.
Floating the last few feet to Nikolai she smiled and handed over the drink, then turned all of her attention to her consoles rechecking them in detail, since who knows what could happen while she was away.
One could look at her like a mothering hen keeping her 'lil' peeps' safe from 'dat big bad ol' fox'... Another reference to the stories her brother use to tell her when she was little. What was going on in her head?? She hadn't thought of him in soooo long and now all of a sudden twice in one day? Melissa shook her head and buried herself into her work.
"Are we okay?"Matthias said and she glanced up and waved, diving back into the job, avoiding all else in the hopes to run the thoughts of family from her mind.
"Two minutes to the Van Allen Threshold, everyone. This is it." Again she heard Matthias call out as her hands flew over her consoles. He said something else but she by this time wasn't listening to the chatter. Didn't matter anyways, it was something about radiation sickness, she smirked at that. If they were hit up here by radiation they would fry like a bug on a hot griddle, no time to care about something as silly as being sick. They would be dust in a matter of minutes, that's what she had heard, anyways.
She walked into the main area and headed to the kitchen, opened a few cabinets until she found what she was looking for and pulled out two pouches and then turned to another and removed a small box shaped one, looked at the label wrinkled her nose and put it back then repeated the process until she found a sandwich to her tastes. Well, they were labeled 'sandwiches' but in fact they were a sad mockery of meat, cheese and assorted veggies that Lissa had learned to eat long ago. At least they weren't those terrible dehydrated things or even the packets of goo of old days but still, not real food.
Activating the cold capsule at the bottom of the packages by a simple twist and slight pressure, she looked around the empty room. The pilot in her took a deep sigh, then pursed her lips in her cute quirky way and half mumbled to herself, 'Well, if I die today, I die happy enough doing what I always wanted to do.' Melissa opened the sandwich and gobbled it down quickly taking pauses to sip her ice, cold grape juice, then washed it down with the packet of water. Lissa put the empty packets into the disposal, grabbed another pouch from the drink related cabinet and then turned and left the same way she had come.
Floating the last few feet to Nikolai she smiled and handed over the drink, then turned all of her attention to her consoles rechecking them in detail, since who knows what could happen while she was away.
One could look at her like a mothering hen keeping her 'lil' peeps' safe from 'dat big bad ol' fox'... Another reference to the stories her brother use to tell her when she was little. What was going on in her head?? She hadn't thought of him in soooo long and now all of a sudden twice in one day? Melissa shook her head and buried herself into her work.
"Are we okay?"Matthias said and she glanced up and waved, diving back into the job, avoiding all else in the hopes to run the thoughts of family from her mind.
"Two minutes to the Van Allen Threshold, everyone. This is it." Again she heard Matthias call out as her hands flew over her consoles. He said something else but she by this time wasn't listening to the chatter. Didn't matter anyways, it was something about radiation sickness, she smirked at that. If they were hit up here by radiation they would fry like a bug on a hot griddle, no time to care about something as silly as being sick. They would be dust in a matter of minutes, that's what she had heard, anyways.