Things got rather more exciting once the data had been uploaded to the fleet. There were shudders throughout the entire station as it was bombarded. All the more lucky for the severity of Rareth's injuries, else Shiva wouldn't have quite as steady a platform to treat her. If they finished up this operation quickly, then Shiva might have had more time to tie up loose ends with Rareth's injury. Shuo's orders were as clear as Rareth's, they were getting out of there.

The squad ran, and Shiva would have preferred that they continue to run, but her feet lost traction as she accidentally pushed herself off the ground...or was it the ceiling now? Shiva made a short, surprised noise that she would never admit to being a shriek, but she flailed for a handhold to stabilise herself. A pipe sufficed and she grunted in frustration as her body halted itself against the wall. "Zero-G is for space marines, not ground troops!" Despite her unheeded protest, Shiva struggled as best as she could and climbed her way along the corridor with the others. The last time she was weightless was in basic training, or strapped into a seat already.

What Shuo insinuated with his next words, however, made Shiva a little incredulous. "We aren't going EVA, are we?"