| Author: | Emily Dickinson | ISBN: | 9781310290589 |
| Publisher: | Emily Dickinson | Publication: | May 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Emily Dickinson |
| ISBN: | 9781310290589 |
| Publisher: | Emily Dickinson |
| Publication: | May 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
The spinning ASI module slowed to a crawl with a barely audible keen, not unlike the echo of a tumbling barrel drum rolling down a grassy hillside—if it weren't for the faintly audible thump-thump-thump of adjusting machinery, it might have passed entirely unnoticed. Reagan felt herself rise almost imperceptibly within her emergency pressure-suit; a flashing yellow icon on the interior of her engineering visor warned her of the sudden loss of artificial gravity, even as a brief, high-pitched alert within her white and orange helmet announced the engagement of her magnetic boots. With a soft k-thhhh and a loud thunk! the mission specialist was once more anchored firmly on the floor, albeit with the momentary sense of vertigo commonly associated with the sudden onset of mag-lock. Body wants to go up; feet pressed to the tops of the boots, not the bottoms... just weird, that's all. Didn't evolve for this. Reagan breathed deeply, forcing herself to relax. It'll pass.
The spinning ASI module slowed to a crawl with a barely audible keen, not unlike the echo of a tumbling barrel drum rolling down a grassy hillside—if it weren't for the faintly audible thump-thump-thump of adjusting machinery, it might have passed entirely unnoticed. Reagan felt herself rise almost imperceptibly within her emergency pressure-suit; a flashing yellow icon on the interior of her engineering visor warned her of the sudden loss of artificial gravity, even as a brief, high-pitched alert within her white and orange helmet announced the engagement of her magnetic boots. With a soft k-thhhh and a loud thunk! the mission specialist was once more anchored firmly on the floor, albeit with the momentary sense of vertigo commonly associated with the sudden onset of mag-lock. Body wants to go up; feet pressed to the tops of the boots, not the bottoms... just weird, that's all. Didn't evolve for this. Reagan breathed deeply, forcing herself to relax. It'll pass.
