Muse yelped in shock when something hit her, and was relieved to see it was only a chair. Not that it hadn't hurt, but... well, it could be worse, right? Things could always be worse! Think positive! Just as she was finally starting to feel sick, the ship started rocking in the opposite direction. "It'll even out! It's over! Right?" Who she was talking to, well, who knew. Really she was trying to convince herself. Either way, it soon became very clearly apparent that it was not over. Everything was simply going to get thrown in the other direction. "Shit!"