"Do you have to go?"
"It's my job, Dad."
"But-"
"I have to go."
"...Okay."
"...I love you."

"I love you too."
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Zelda gagged as oxygen filled her lungs, and hurled over the side. The splash of whatever was in her stomach echoed through the room. She heard the others moving about and reluctantly crawled out of her pod. Her eyes struggling to open, she felt her way to the shower and mashed the a button. Scorching hot water cascaded over her body and she slowly realized that she was dressed. She stripped and flung the clothes out the door. Once she was showered and dressed in jeans, sneakers, a plain white Tee shirt and a Weyland-Yutani Jacket, she made her way down to the systems room “This is the captain. Wakey-wakey, and all that. There will be a briefing in the cafeteria in twenty minutes. Be there bright-eyed and bushy-tailed…” “…And don’t forget to drink plenty of water, alright? Captain out.” Zelda grabbed a water bottle out of her locker on her way out. She logged on and checked everything out. Operational. She nodded to herself, satisfied. She exited the room and walked down the corridor. She walked past a window and stopped, backtracking. She gawped at the gas giant, Calpamos. A sight like that reminded her how much she loved her job. She continued towards the cafeteria, coming across several other crew members, but too lazy to acknowledge them. Hyper-sleep had that affect.

She opened several panels built into the wall along the way, adjusting some things by flipping switches and mashing some buttons. She took the elevator up to the cafeteria, finishing off her water bottle and tossing it in a trash bin. She felt much better as she entered the cafeteria.