She was already doing that--bracing herself against the console and trying to dig her heels into the floor grating, for all the good it usually did her.
"It couldn't possibly be friendly?" she asked, half-sarcastic, half-amused, over the noise of the rotor beginning to move.
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Date: 2010-01-15 05:18 pm (UTC)"It couldn't possibly be friendly?" she asked, half-sarcastic, half-amused, over the noise of the rotor beginning to move.