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[ she's genuinely not sure if that's some shot at her advice or if it's a real question, but carolina's considering what to say to re-l anyway. this is something she's trained for, after all. ]

Stay out of large spaces, stick to halls where you can grip something that'll keep your feet pointed to the ground. I would offer to travel with you, but I know you'd refuse. [ stubborn understands stubborn, after all. ] But I can keep an eye out for boots with magnetic locks for you.

[ For once it's a real question, even if she doesn't really want to have to ask Carolina for anything. Everything since leaving the dome was a new experience she just.. didn't remember asking for anything even remotely like experiencing weightlessness in space.

But then again, she's also discovering that she has a weak stomach for spinning, which is useful knowledge for later - ]

I don't need a baby sitter. [ It's a tired snarl, at least, before she's surreptitiously slipping the arm that had been injured on Oros out of the sling and using it to right herself, shoving back down toward the floor and using a bit of wall to stay upright and where she is. McCoy had warned her not to push her nervous system too much, which was why she'd taken the precaution of the sling, but - this seemed a worthy situation. ]

I wouldn't mind a pair of those boots, though. It would seem I may have more use for them than I'd thought, if this may be happening again. Even if it's not all that common.

[ for what it's worth, carolina isn't going to comment on re-l's arm. she may have told the girl to rest, but honestly, if it were her? she would have ditched the sling by now. re-l's not stupid, just stubborn. ]

Well, we haven't been here that long. Maybe this sort of thing usually happens all the time and we've just missed it so far. [ which is carolina's way of saying she'll help her be prepared if she can. ] But trust me, Re-L, I am not going to babysit you.

The survival systems going out rather regularly doesn't seem like something that would be entirely productive.. [ Now that she's back upright and everything else her stomach seems to be evening out a little bit. That much makes her a little bit less on edge, though the entire ordeal of having the oxygen systems and everything else out is very much where she's not ok. Slowly suffocating to death in all possibility? Not alright. ]

Good. Lest I have to become a very petulant child. [ Not that she wasn't already, but - ] The bigger issue is the life support systems if they don't come back on in an appropriate amount of time.

With a ship this size, life support can be down for a few hours before things get dire. I wouldn't start worrying yet.

[ then again, that's easy for her to say when she's spaceworthy in her armour. she has nothing to worry about except everyone else. but she knows ships, is plenty used to them, so she has an idea of just how wrong things can go before the situation can't be saved. the joys of growing up in an intergalactic war zone! ]

And hey, if this does happen all the time, they're used to fixing it. [ not a terribly appropriate joke, but carolina's sense of humour is stilted at best. ]

It would also be remiss to not at least begin to think of a course of action if the need comes up. I wouldn't leave it to this crew to be all that helpful for those of us that aren't Eluvians. [ The forethought on that is also, partially, the fact that she's recently had to escape an apocalypse situation in a dome that, when it came to escaping it? Wasn't too unlike the Eluvio in the end. After all, if Pino and Kristeeva hadn't come along, she might've been taking a long swim. She knows she wouldn't survive without a suit and oxygen, and makes a mental check list to get her hands on those materials as soon as possible, just in case. ]

If it does happen all the time, I want to know what the hell I ever did to the universe to be brought to a huge rust-bucket in space.

Trust me, sometimes a person just lucks out. [ and gets piled with terrible things. carolina's seen it happen often, probably more often than not. a lot of people deserve their fates but most of them don't. ]

But you're right, I won't really trust this crew if things get worse.

I guess my next plan is to get myself a suit and helmet just in case there's any further issues with oxygenation... [ Procuring things she probably shouldn't have was a small talent, but a very important one. It was just that her list of materials she'd like to have to maintain a sense of preparedness kept growing larger and larger without very much progress on procuring. ]

Hopefully it won't, though I'm surprised they don't have multiples of parts considering they.. float through space for long periods of time, presumably..

Multiples doesn't mean things don't still break or take long periods of downtime to switch out. I've never been on a ship like this before and I have no idea how good their engineers are. Guess we'd better hope they're good.

[ but she's been on plenty of ships. she knows how maintenance time can vary. ]

Yes, but one would think they'd also have some kind of back up system to make the ship a little less.. unstable. After all, it can't be good for the general populace to not know whether they'll have air or gravity the next time they wander back to their home for whatever period of time.

If I were a citizen it would make me ill at ease. [ Hell, she'd been ill at ease when she'd been attacked once - how did the people around here feel alright with all of this going on for an extended period of time? ]

Though I guess the citizens of this ship may be used to worse, possibly.

People who spend a lot of time on ships tend to get used to everything terrible about ships, yeah. [ carolina shrugs enough to make it obvious in her armour, shaking her head as she continues- ] And so will you.

Ugh.. I hope I don't. [ Of course the sheer fact that she would still be there period would mean that, naturally, she would. But it's just within her personality to be obstinate and difficult.. sorry about it Carolina.

She pauses for a moment to orient herself again, a foot holding her in place as her injured arm begins to ache. ]

Physically this arm is fine.. it's just my neurological system needs time to catch up, according to McCoy... [ Why she's telling Carolina this she isn't totally sure, but there it is. ] Either way this is a shitty situation to be in with one bum arm.

Yeah, seems that way. [ it's with a slightly smug air of i wouldn't know, since it's not a position she'd ever let herself get stuck in. of course, all her zero g training would have to be good for something.

carolina pauses a moment, then pulls together something polite to say. ]

Look, I know you don't need to be babysat, but if you need something or need to get somewhere, let me help you.

I'll see what I feel like when the need arises.. [ At lest she's honest to a fault, as usual, though if she was really honest she'd say she'd only call her if it was absolutely necessary. Her ability to be stubborn even in moment of utter and ridiculous need for assistance was probably what drove more people before Carolina insane for a longer period of time.

Either way, it would seem that her sea legs are coming in a little more the longer she spends back upright in the correct orientation, taking measured breaths in and out in an effort to control her stomach. ]

This may get worse before it gets better, as it stands.

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