Vibrant Lights [o.h]

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the world
gives you
so much pain
and here you are
making gold out of it

there is nothing purer than that
  ▬ rupi kaur ▬  

  ▬ ✦✧✦ ▬  

Emberson let out a breath, tightening her seat belt as Lance spoke from the front of the ship - smoothly gliding along the space. So far. 

    "Galaxy Garrison flight log 5-11-14. Begin desent to Kerberos for rescue mission." 
The ship shook as Lance turned sharply and got closer to the planet. A slightly bigger boy behind her groaned at the turn. 

    "Lance, can you keep this thing straight?" He asked in a begging tone. 

    "I told you to take the medicine I had before we got on!" Emberson glared sharply at the boy, making him gulp. 

        "Relex, Hunk - and lay off him Em." The Caucasian boy shrugged carelessly from his seat. "I've just getting a feel for the stick. It's not like I did this!"  

Em tighten her grip on the console in front of her as Lance made the ship dive. Hunk groaned even more, turning slightly green. "Or this!"

    "Okay, unless you want to wipe beef stroganoff out of all the little nooks and crannies in this thing, you better knock it off, man!" Hunk exclaimed.  

    "Nose goes!" Emberson shouted, tapping the tip of her nose with her finger. A computer next to her beeped a signal as Pidge stopped typing. 

    "We've picked up a distress beacon!" Pidge shouted from his spot.  

    "All right, look alive, team!" Lance flicked some switches. "Pidge, track the coordinates. Ember, get med bay ready just in case." 

    "Copy." The two of them turned in their seats, Em turning towards the set-up med bay. 

    "Knock it off, Lance! Please!" Hunk shouted from his spot, gripping the arms of his chair. The computer started beeping, making Em turn back around.

    "This one's on you, buddy." Lance gestured to the ship. "We've got a hydraulic stabilizer out."

Hunk let out a grunt and grabbed the little tablet near him. He gulped with a weird look on his face. "Oh, no."

    "Oh, no. Fix now, puke later." Lance ordered from his spot. 

    "Man if someone only took those pills I had early today!" Emberson glared slightly at Hunk again. She had to deal with this a lot more than you would think.

    "I get it, Em! I should have took those - ugh - whatever!" Hunk gulped again. 

    "I've lost contact. The shaking in interfering with our senors." Pidge announced from his spot, making Emberson turn back around and look at the screen. 

    "Did you try to-?"

    "Yes! I did!"

    "Come on, Hunk!"
    "It's not responding," Hunk moaned in discomfort as he unbuckled his seat belt and headed over to the panel next to Emberson to fix the problem. 

The blue signal popped back up on the screen, making Lance smirk. "Never mind, fellas. Thar she blows. Preparing for approach on visual."

    "I don't think that's advisable with our current mechanical and gastrointestinal issues." Pidge stated from his spot, turning slightly to look at Lance. 
As he said this, Hunk held his mouth, swallowed, and nodded. "Agreed."