The journey to Pyraeth was a rough ride_ and that was putting it nicely. Sunshine felt like she had been shoved into a laundry dryer with a bunch of bricks and set to extra-violent spin. Her stomach was doing back flips, her head was pounding, and she was pretty sure her soul was still somewhere back at the exit bay. The system didn't help much; it kept sending warnings and injecting her with calming shots that felt like getting stung by a bee on steroids.
[Warning: Heart rate elevated. Administering calming sedative]" It warned her again.
"I'm not... anxious... I'm nauseous! One more shot and I might actually pass out!" She groaned, right before another needle poked her arm out of the blue.
