Quote:Doctor, she will survive? - Nicole turned her head to a voice, and smiled faintly when he saw his captain, Jason Cromwell
[color=#FFFFFF]Lay still, girl. – Said Doc instead of answering, the voice of a man of about fifty. But Nicole did not think about it. She just looked at his captain, and was insanely grateful. She closed her eyes and once again went through an episode her of life that will never forget.
Omega-41 system. Nicole is flying on bomber, with a message to Freeport-5 from the ship Kiragy. Fifteen minutes later, the station will be attacked by a group of unknowns, and if station will not be warned, it will be destroyed. “The station is far, but if I fly on cruise engine, then I’ll arrive in time.” Girl thought. “It’s a neutron star here, so before my ship will melt from excessive radiation, can I send a message, and later with pure conscience become a dead one”. - Nicole back! Nicole! Don’t even think about it! - shouted the captain through the communication channel, when she was relatively close to the star. - I would like to s**t on this Freeport, but I don’t want to lose you. - There are hundred and fifty men, and I am just nothing more than only one woman! - In response to the captain shouted Nicole. Meanwhile the thermometer burst somewhere on the dashboard, began to be felt the heat, and neutron star began to seem more than usual. - To hell with all that radiation! Why had not yet invented normal scanners those neutrons are not an obstacle! - Captain lamented. - Nicole, can you hear me? - So far yes, Captain ... - she replied, glancing to communication devices. Signal is transmitted with high interference, which devours most of the words, allowing only vaguely understand the meaning of what was said at the other end. Nicole tried to appear unconcerned, carefree, tried to show that it is not difficult to sacrifice herself for those people at the station, is not difficult to give her life for strangers, it is possible that hostile to her. Bouquet feelings crammed Nicole. The realization that doing this was not necessary and nobody would have made her do it. The realization that she was doing something heroic caused her to drop out of reality for a while.
Nicole opened her eyes. People were scurrying around her; said something, something passed on to each other ... Before her eyes was a transparent shroud, which obscures the view, making it indistinguishable details a room. All sound reaches her loudly, as if her head is in the bucket, which put a big empty room, and digging in it Kusari chopsticks.
Nicole looked at all these people, hustling around like tops, and did not understand what was happening. She tried to turn his head slightly to one side, to consider anything but her neck pierced the pain and out of her chest involuntarily broke away a groan of pain. People around her instantly stopped all at once, looking at her and waiting for further actions. Nicole blinked blankly, looking at them all; the crowd of at least ten people looked at her warily. - Where am I? - She said, and surprised her own voice. It was dry, cutting the ears, and in itself unpleasant. Several people caught her by the legs and arms, not allowing moving. Neck pain increased, and appeared in the hands and feet, exactly where it took for them. - Who are you? What are you all doing? - Nicole cried, but the cry came dry, throat rending. - Prick her sedative! - Someone shouted, and Nicole saw someone's hand, holding her head. Soft finger pads seemed flattened, slightly yellowish, and to Nicole finally realized why the sight was blurred, and the sound reaches as such: She was wearing a helmet. - I am calm. Let me go - as calmly as possible said Nicole aloud, hoping to get answers. No one paid attention to voice. Neck pain intensified, giving pulses of piercing pain in her head, going to the extremities, and from there back again to head with new portion of the pain.
Suddenly, something pricked her neck. She knew immediately that this is a sedative. Moderate chill ran through the body, the whole pain once dulled, leaving a feeling of lethargy and indifference. - Remind me to shove Jeremy in the cryo-chamber ... - someone said above her ear, quite close. Probably the same man that she injected the drug. - Yeah ... Damn nerd didn't connected synthesizer ... - answered someone else. - And after all hell will understand what she says. Ten weeks here, imagine what it. - Added charge, with some annoyance. Ten weeks!? - Last raced through head, Nicole, before she fell asleep again…
//I'am new in game, so if you see any mistakes, grammatical or factual - Tell me about them.
//To be continued
