For Aodh, the gravity free ship was like a playground. He swung through the corridors as if flying, his muscular body as light and unimposing as a feather. He spun through the door frame on his way to the bridge, and floated there weightlessly while he caught his breath. Moments later his older sister Abby flew through as well, sending Aodh a playful glare at the loss.<br/><br/>Unlike the brother and captain she wasn't as used to zero gravity. Her powers kept her mind open to such things, but the effects of spinning without any resistance in the air always left her feeling lightheaded and a little ill... And Aodh knew it. He would normally gloat loudly, ribbing his sister for the tinge of green around her face, but before the captain they sobered quickly, turning on the magnetic boots that glued them to the floor. 'Nothing like gravity.' Abby thought to herself sourly. Gravity held the entire body down evenly, but these boots only pulled their weight to the ground. She found them unbearably uncomfortable, like walking at the bottom of a pool with weights on her feet.<br/><br/>She reported to her station in linguistics, pulling up the screen. "I am picking up some radio signals sir." She told the captain. "Waiting for the computer to unscramble it before I can see what language they are speaking.<br/><br/>Aodh glanced briefly at his sister, and moved to his own place behind the captain, glancing down at the pretty brunette as she handed the terminal to the captain. "Should I go to engineering to check on the progress of that tube, sir?" He asked, surprisingly well mannered for the usually overly playful psychic. "We might need it if the convoy proves aggressive."