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[img]https://i.imgur.com/GjazZAE.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][hr][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]EARTH 257 - 6:40 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - the Iron[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=84B4E2][b][i]Stolen Ship[/i][/b][/color]

	The universe seemed to really be vibing with Cass, as Cass would manage to perfectly, flawlessly, and gracefully get herself strapped into a seat. Her movements would more or less seem effortless, like she had been born to try to strap herself into a crashing ship. [color=FFB795]"Uhh... whatever you say, boss!"[/color] Amelia replied to Cass' suggestion about using air currents. As was the case, the cosmic luck seemed to have abandoned Amelia, as Amelia couldn't make the air all around the ship stir - it was just too much, it felt like trying to control a hurricane, she just wasn't strong enough. [color=FFB795]"I can't do the thing!"[/color] Maria would be able to get herself into a seat, although without the ease and grace of Cass.

	Raynor hit the ground when Sparky dropped him, only to then be scooped up by Oliver and rushed into a seat and strapped in a moment later. Raynor opened his mouth to protest, but then promptly closed it. He knew that he was in deep trouble with everyone at the moment, as much as he wanted to yell that Oliver should've gone for someone weaker and more fragile to strap in - like that new girl, Darcy - rather than himself. He also figured that over Darcy's screaming, it would be hard for people to hear him anyways, and arguing right now wasn't going to make things any better. 

	Sparky kicked the power back on and Amelia instantly pulled on the controls, attempting to halt their descent. She had no idea how high up they had been, but they had been falling for a while, and she figured any second now could mean impact. Luckily, Amelia was one of the best damn pilots there ever was. [color=FFB795]"Hold on tight, mates!"[/color] Amelia instructed, as she put all the power she had into the engines, the plane's descent abruptly stopping and changing as they began to climb almost vertically - anyone who wasn't seated and strapped in would fall to the ground, bruising themselves badly - before eventually leveling out. [color=FFB795]"Whew, those were some serious G's, you all okay?"[/color] Amelia asked. Most people on the ship would feel like vomiting. Those 'serious G's' Amelia exclaimed about were likely why Oliver's speed more or less had run out for a moment there.

	"Owww...." Darcy complained, holding her head. She had a nasty gash on her forehead from slamming into something during the abrupt leveling of the plane. "And I thought flying Gamma Air was bad..." she grumbled. She hadn't ever flown outside of the Iron before, but she had flown within the Iron from time to time, especially for academic conferences and whatnot. 

	Folly had hit the wall as well, but the bruising that resulted had already healed, thanks to her mutant power. "I hate [i]homo novissima,[/i]" Folly said, shaking her head slightly as she looked at the thing that was once Celestine. 

	Bonnie, despite having been strapped in by Oliver (for which she was very thankful), was feeling more or less horrible. She hadn't had much experience with G-force before [i]and[/i] she was pregnant. Her skin looked like a light shade of green and she was sweating profusely, telling herself as a doctor that everything was fine, this was a perfectly normal response... But it didn't change the sense of stress and shame as Bonnie's head lurched forward, and she vomited onto the ground in front of her, some of the vomit hitting her feet. 

	[color=f6989d]"I'm... I'm fine,"[/color] Bonnie said, pausing for a moment, before vomiting again.