Isa hated waiting. While the others seemed to have no problem with the downtime, she alternated between studying her notebooks and peeking at the timer for when the gate would reopen. Another fifteen hours to go. Bjorn and the captain were deeply engrossed in a game of chess with the occasional outbreak of mild profanities; Marga had vanished in the feeds again; Ada was reading an antique paper book; and Rip had yawned, waved, and vanished. She groaned."Just get some sleep." Ada gave her a friendly smile."I... I can't." Isa had to stop herself from chewing her lip again. "I'm a little wired.""Hmm." Ada nodded with a pondering face. "Come." She unclipped from her seat and pushed off, floating gracefully towards the ceiling hatch where she grabbed onto a handrail and looked at Isa expectantly.Isa hesitated briefly, then followed Ada as she vanished through the ceiling. After a short, but dizzying, zero-g journey through the innards of the Tori, they were floating in one of the top cargo holds. Containers were locked to the floor everywhere, and the ceiling had the smooth, rounded contour of the Tori's upper hull.Ada entered a few commands on a control panel, and the lights went out, plunging the room into absolute darkness, followed by soft hissing as the hull slowly pulled away, revealing a transparent canopy, with a breathtaking view of outer space. She took Isa's hand and pulled her gently up, until they floated just under the ceiling."Pretty." Isa sighed. "But I don't think this'll calm me down.""I know." Ada pulled an evaporator from her pocket, took a tiny drag, and held it out. "We'll need to work on alternatives, but for now, this should do."19/X#writing #fiction #smallstories #tootfic #scifi