The sisters came out of the ship, somewhat disappointed in the quality of the ride. Gwen cracked her back a bit after stretching, a bit livid.
<color=purple>"I've been in some turbulent space cans in my day, but this one takes the cake. Remind me to take this up with the viking the next time we get back in there."
Winona had a guilty smile on her face.
<color=green>"Uhhhh.... he seems like a nice guy. I don't think he's wanting to make us sick on purpose." She shrugged.
<color=purple>"You know me. I'm a living accelerometer! I was watching that steering in tangent with the moving mass of the ship. Now I know for sure he's wanting to rough it up on purpose."
<color=brown>"Easy there, we have an assignment." Sara said, adjusting her glasses. Gwen composed herself after clearing her throat.