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[Ebiris]

Albert shrugs. "It seems to know what it's doing," he remarks of Hale, moving closer to the wall for when they go to zero gravity. "Carry on," he nods and makes a vague dismissive gesture in the air.

[Dracos]

Kelly groggily latched on to something secure in preparation.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Kieran, shaking himself, headed for the console he'd been working on before so he could keep an the state of the engine status.

Wouldn't do for the bloody things not to start up again, and that's the way this expedition was starting to look.

[Bjorn]

Finn shakes her head.  "I'm goin' back to sleep," she pronounces.  "Have fun."

With that, she heads back to her pod, prepared to enjoy at least briefly sleeping in zero g.

[Brian]

Eric mumbles to himself and pulls up a console as well.  The engine specs all appear within parameters, though the output is only at about 82% of what it should be.

Then again, without anyone on-hand to fine-tune and adjust the thing....

[Rezantis]

. . . of course it won't be running to full potential.

Kieran accepts this deduction, feeling somewhat pleased with himself - and glances over to see what Eric's doing.

[Brian]

Eric has just belted himself into his seat and is currently going over a list of readings that Hale has uploaded onto the database.  He doesn't really seem to be looking at the geological composition of the planet as much as just the general shape of the continents.  Though, he could be figuring out where the planet's plates are located, if it's still actively volcanic.

Before Kieran can ask Eric, Hale says, "We are terminating thrust for realignment in one minute.  Please prepare yourselves immediately."

[Dracos]

Kelly belted himself to a secure spot, waiting for gravity to readjust before doing anything else.

Dracos

[Brian]

And then ... gravity shuts off, and the quiet rumble you hadn't even realized you were listening to all that time stops.

Eric blinks, looking uncomfortable, and remaining in his seat.  Kelly and Keiran, belted down, are fine, but Albert begins to drift up from the floor, still hanging onto the hand-hold he had there.

"Gravity will be restored in fifteen minutes," Hale assures.

[Ebiris]

Albert remains floating near the wall (or it could be a floor or ceiling, in the current gravitational state), waiting for zero-g to end. Or more accurately, waiting for quarantine to end so they can actually go out and inspect the ship first hand.

[Brian]

After a few minutes of waiting, the ship begins to lurch a tiny bit as Hale uses the attitude adjustment to make some course corrections.  These lurches are pretty minor, not even shaking Albert loose from his grip, and then Hale warns in his pleasantly mellow voice, "We will begin acceleration in one minute.  Brace for a gravitational increase."

The muted rumbling of the engines begins again, though at first the acceleration is only a fraction of a G.  It takes about five minutes for gravity to be restored fully.

[Ebiris]

Restoring his balance on the floor, Albert speaks up, "How long before quarantine ends?"

[Brian]

"Two hours remain," Hale replies.

These pass in short order, the only real break being fifteen minutes before release, when Hale asks everyone (except Finn, who's still trying to sleep through everything) to get into their pods.

Once there, the automated medical system takes a blood sample from everyone, and after some rumination, Hale announces that you are free to leave the quarantine zone, but advised to remove any personal belongings.

Eric has a small duffel bag, but he leaves it on the table until he's completely swathed himself in one of the radiation-shielded suits in the airlock, which he does not open immediately, instead waiting for everyone else.

[Bjorn]

Finn's already grabbed her belongings -- she's learned to travel light.  

Stepping into one of the radiation suits with practiced ease, she says, "Time to go find out what we bought ourselves into, right?"

[Brian]

"That sounds right to me," Eric says gloomily, peering out through the tiny window in the wide airlock door.  "Only the people working in the outer section of the ship should need radiation suits," he adds, thumbing the inner door closed once everyone has retrieved their belongings.

As the outer door opens, offering a few of a dimly lit corridor leading left and right, and a stairwell leading up, he says, "Bridge should be straight ahead -- left and right is crew quarters and external access points."  Eric grabs one edge of the helmet, ready to draw it on, and asks, "Hale, can you navigate me to the workshop?  I'll need some tools before I start working on the robots."

Hale obligingly causes an eye-level strip of the wall to light up, flickering in a pattern that suggests movement to the left.  Eric grunts, and pulls down his helmet, waving at everyone else before he trundles off.