Sean Gallegar<br/><br/>Sean took the shove as well as he could. In one part of his mind, he knew that the soldier couldn't really hurt him, he was too professional and his superiors wouldn't take it very well if one of their paid assets was killed, or seriously hurt because a trooper couldn't keep his cool in a crisis moment. So, he smiled back and moved down the isle as indicated. As he went, he pulled the coat on, but left it unfastened. The structural engineer in him knew that a breeze, hell, a cold wind, wasn't good on an aircraft... someplace they had taken some kind of damage to the hull and that meant that the aircraft was under 15,000 feet or they would all be dead of apheciation before now. As a man who flew frequently and paid attention to both media accounts and the directions of countless flight attendants, he wasn't comforted by either the two gunshots, the way the guards kept pointing weapons toward the back of the plane, nor the fact that the aircraft was apparently in trouble.<br/><br/>He was taken by surprise as he lost his grasp with the world of gravity for what seemed like hours, but likely only a few seconds. He had the mind to look at the walls and if he moved one way or the other as the drop happened... Did they just dive, or did they really hit turblance? The sounds of the engines inceasing in power could mean that they were fiving faster... but he had another thought as the lights went out, came back and went out again... they were loosing engines, and therefore electrical power. That would mean that the engines that remained needed to increase their power to maintain airspeed and he could consider that the new angle and seeming descent meant that they didn't have full control as much as trying to get under turblance... didn't you rise to avoid terblance? He considered asking one of the soldiers, but he doubted that they would say anything, if they knew anything. He leaned forward and said loud enough to be heard by the person infront of him, "Once we're down, run hard and fast away from the plane and hand onto that coat as if your life depended on it."