Arriana sat crosslegged on the forward observation deck, watching through the massive floor to ceiling windows as the swirling purple energies of the warp rippled and tore away to reveal the return of normal space and time. The gentle scratching at the back of her head faded away as the pressure on the gellar field faded away and deactivated. Despite the ship shuddering around like a screaming banshee, Arriana remained perfectly still, her feet locked into each other and her waist strapped into the single bench into the room.<br/><br/>As the afterimage from the warp slowly faded from her vision and the shaking ended, a dull, redish brown planet filled the viewing window.  The ship was, from what she could tell, about twelve clicks above a rough cloud of asteroids that partly wrapped its way around the planet. It was clear that at some point in the relatively recent past, a large impact had thrown this huge debris field into orbit. But the lights on the surface remained, so the settlement was intact. She sat there for a few minutes admiring the view then slowly and gracefully rose off the bench and turned on her Vox transmitter.<br/><br/>"Medical Deck check in" she said into the communicator.<br/>"This is nurse Varicosi, everything is clear here, no transition injuries reported."<br/>"Good Good, I'm going to swing by the bridge and find out the order of business." She clicked the transmitter into standby as she strapped it onto her belt and began her stroll to the bridge.