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[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

It was strange what a coma could do to you. Put you out cold for a certain expanse of time, leaving you to wake up with the most curious feeling that things have passed you by and left you to stumble and figure out for yourself just what has happened. And Ben, while wonderful and incredibly helpful on helping her fill in the blanks on what she'd heard, could only go so far in helping Nura understand things.

The same could be said about the med bay.

Which was why Nura had left immediately that morning.

Now, she was in the hangar, inside the Calnus, with the diagnostic try open in her lap as she sat in the Captain's seat, pouring over the contents. The coma had robbed her of the time she needed to properly study the diagnostic tray. She was sure that Reimi wouldn't test her right after she learned Nura had woken, but still...

"Let's see..." She ran her index finger down the page, eyes going back and forth and she read on and on. "The start-up button would be about..." she raised her other hand's finger above the control panel in front of her. "...here." She pressed her finger down, not realizing that she’d pressed all the way down on the button, activating it.

She turned a page. "And..." Beneath her feet, the ship started to hum. The bit of darkness she was bathed in, excluding the lamp above her, disappeared as a wash of light from above filled the ship. Nura looked up from the book. Her eyes went immediately to the screen, which was now lit, with the readings filing through, telling her that take-off was sound.

"I’m in trouble."

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[windyellow]

Dustin was in the hangar looking for anyone recognizable, maybe his Tsunami Cycle or Ninja Glider when he came to see a ship with the lights on dimly. Dustin cupped his hands and called out loudly to said ship. "Hey! Anyone home?"

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura was frantically flipping through the diagnostic tray, searching for the section on control panels. While she did her flipping, she muttered beneath her breath, berating herself for being so stupid as to actually sit at the control panels, and actually brush her finger against a button. Of all things!

As she berated herself and continued flipping pages, she'd look up now and then to check the readings, and see just how badly she was in trouble. On the tenth look up, she saw through the window that there was someone else in the hangar. Too bad she was too busy trying to learn how to shut off the ship to give a wave or a greeting of some kind.

She leaned forward over the panel. "This one?" she pressed a button, that only caused a brief sound to be made from the ship. She stumbled back into the chair.

[at-a-peak.livejournal.com]

Devlin really hadn't been in the mood to get into trouble for a while, but he did have to admit that he wanted to see what was in the hangar. After all, no matter what age you are, spaceships are cool.

But when he got inside, he saw a good mess near the Calnus--something that looked like trouble--and Nura nearby.

Fear surged inside him, and he had to fight off the urges to either panic or immediately shift to his alien form as he called out, "Are you okay?"

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Call it strange. Call it intuition of some kind, but Nura looked up right then and saw Devlin out in the hangar, staring up at her in the ship. Her eyes widened slightly and quickly she looked back down in her lap at the diagnostic tray and started flipping through for instructions on piloting.

While she did this, she tapped the window with her palm, hoping that Devlin would see that she was all right by her doing that.

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Okay, she was okay. That was an immense relief. Still, Devlin wasn't easy at coming off of his fears, and he came over closer, shouting, "What happened?"

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Piloting through a cosmic storm...piloting through a snow storm...piloting through a fire storm... Nura looked up at the screen, watching as the numbers climbed.

"Sprock."

The Calnus was starting to do some more humming.

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Funny how kids always seem to pick out the curse words, isn't it?

Devlin managed to faintly hear Nura's curse and knew that nobody said, "Sprock," without meaning it. And with a ship humming like it might have been starting up...

He started to shift forms before halting quickly. No, he wasn't going to use those powers around Nura. Not if he might hurt her again. Instead, he pulled his hoverboard out from where it had been strapped on his back and started it up, rising to meet the cockpit. Once he could see her, he shot her a fearful look. Did she need help?

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

It took Nura a couple dozen frantic flips through the diagnostic pad, but finally, she found the instructions. Immediately with the knowledge in her head, she searched the control panel in the lower left corner, and... "There you are!" She practically slammed her palm down on it.

The screen in front of her went dark, with a brief screen reappearing, before it went to a type of menu of sorts. She relaxed back into the Captain's chair, a hand to her forehead.

When she looked back out into the window, she saw Devlin hovering right there. She raised a finger, mouthing the words "one minute", before she flipped a button that completely powered down the Calnus, and then she disappeared from the cockpit that was now bathed in darkness.

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Okay, that was weird.

Devlin was still hovering next to the cockpit, giving it a look that pretty much said, "Who let the crazy lady try to fly a plane?"

"Nura?" he asked.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

"Down here!" She was exiting the Calnus via the ramp. If Devlin had a keen eye, he'd notice that each step Nura made was wobbly and the way she gripped the railing was as if she was having more than a little trouble. But she put up a smile, for good show of it.

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

Jeka's aimless prowling had taken her into the hanger today to look the variety of machines claimed by various crew members. Nura's startled mind within the one that had just started up was a bit of a surprise, though.

"Nura? What's going on?"

It didn't seem like she was hurt, at least.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura's mind was filled with frantic thoughts, mostly revolving around "oh no" and "in so much trouble". She flipped frantically through the diagnostic tray, searching for the control panel instructions. Maybe it should have been best that Nura stay her full recovery time in the med bay, instead of jumping the gun the way she did. But Nura was too stubborn to ever really conform to do what she's been told.

When she glanced up one, two...three times to check the readings on the screen, she saw Jeka out in the hangar. A curse escaped her. "Sprock!" Now she was in even more trouble.

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

Jeka took to the air and approached the machine, keeping an eye out for anything that looked like it might be tracking her. Not that she thought Nura would shoot her, but she did feel a bit frantic to Jeka's mentalism.

< Do you need help? > she asked over the comm rings.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura felt like cursing through Interlac. She kept swearing as she continued looking for the instructions on shutting down the engine. She cursed her stupidity, her rotten timing, and the fact that the older Legionnaire was out there, and would most likely berate Nura a good number of times once she found out just what Nura was doing.

The question over the comm rings surprised her a tad, and she let out another curse. < I'm fine, thanks. > she said. But really, wasn't it obvious that she was not fine?

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

< Right, > Jeka said, raising a hairless brow skeptically. < What do you need me to do to help? > Because she's so sure that Nura's just fine. Nura's mind always feels like that.

Riiiiiight.

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

< Really, I'm fine, Sensor, > she replied back while continuing to flip through the diagnostic pad. She was now dedicating half of the search to finding instructions to the controls, and the other half to the instructions on how to lock the doors.

Anything to keep away another lecture by someone older than her, and, as much as it pains her to admit it, someone who is wiser than her.

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

Jeka crossed her arms as she hovered in mid-air, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. It would have been lost on Nura anyway.

< Do recall that I am a mentalist, Nura, > she replied with a touch of reproach. < You're worried. Let me sprocking help. >

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

< I'm not worried. > Nura often joked with Ben about how she was a walking lie detector. If so, she'd be beeping all over from that little lie. She was still frantically flipping through the diagnostic pad...

Until she found it a few seconds later. She quickly pressed a sequence a buttons listed, a feeling of great relief shooting through her body when she heard the engines shut down. The lights above her started to dim considerably. She slumped back into the chair, letting out a sigh.

Turning back to the comm ring, she said, < See? Completely fine. > By a margin.

[seraphicthunder.livejournal.com]

"Darn right: you shouldn't be working on this in your condition!" exclaimed Reimi, folding her arms as she walked over towards the young woman who was fretting. "Honestly!"

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura could feel the regret seeping in. Oh boy. "I'm perfectly fine, Reimi," she said, turning her head to the older woman, while discreetly glancing at the diagnostic pad every timed five seconds she flipped through. "There is no condition."

[seraphicthunder.livejournal.com]

"Perfectly fine maybe but you're just pressing buttons now!" Reaching over across Nura's shoulder, she tapped several keys and shut down the engine. "Really, don't push yourself! It's going to be here for as long as I am."

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura stopped flipping through the diagnostic pad once the engine shut down. "I've already lost an entire month to study, Reimi." Sprock, another reason to blame the coma. "And I've been studying ever since I woke-up, so why not?" She reached up and pushed back her ponytail. She'd started to wear it high up now that it was so long. If anyone had a keen eye, they'd notice that it was the same way that Reimi put up her hair.

[seraphicthunder.livejournal.com]

Reimi palmed her face, dragging her fingers down the surface. "It's not like I'm going to QUIZ you on this," said Reimi with an exasperated sigh. "Nura, really. It's okay if you take more time to learn this; I haven't gotten a fly-by mission in a long while now."

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

"You never know on this ship," Nura argued, getting up from the chair, holding the diagnostic tray close to her body. "And I want to actually help in a bigger way the next time some sprocking zorker of a giant worm tries to destroy a planet."

[seraphicthunder.livejournal.com]

"I see," sighed Reimi. "Well I suppose first we should do something that we won't wind up with the ship starting up by itself."

She grinned a little. "Time for a little Eternal Sphere 101. Wanna come down the hall to the holoroom?"