Amy simply shook her head at the enthusiastic yells of the red-headed girl. She enjoyed exciting rides, but generally not where she might become part of the landscape if someone screwed up. Still, aside from the hard bump, the flight had been more than exciting enough for her.<br/><br/>She unbuckled her restraints and rose with the others to climb down into the nearly empty cargobay and squinted out into the bright afternoon outside. Without pausing, she pulled a pair of sunglasses out and slipped them on as she trotted off of the ramp andalong the indicated lines, her hands covering her ears as she counted down from the initial 120. When she was clear of the runway, the spray plastering her white T-shirt to her chest and dampinging her navy shorts against her slender legs.<br/><br/>The cool water felt good against the heat of the asphalt and what radiated off of the shuttle, but it made her nipples tighten with the damp.<br/><br/>She dodged the redhead and leaned back against a building wall as she waited for the sound of the engines again, opening her mouth to help disapate any shockwaves that might come their way. "Welcome to hell..."