Eric had only just made it to his bunk when the deck lurched beneath his feet and the ship lifted off. His stomach flipped as he reached out to grasp a nearby conduit and closed his eyes against the wave of nausea. This was why part of why he hated going planetside. He loved being in space, but taking off just<em>sucked</em>. When the Dawn finally broke through the atmosphere, his grip slackened and he sat back, settling himself with a few long, deep breaths until his guts settled from their gymnastics and the green tinge faded from his face.