May 30th, 2552 Jump to the Left
Guinea Pig/ Part-time mechanic/Canary in search of a coal mine, Kat James Reporting
Day 4 As I get over the initial fears, and learn that Fipps had already made several test runs with a remote before my glorious flight in the Gumbo-Mark-Disco, I’m not sure if I feel better or worse. Of course, while I’m debating about this he’s setting us up for another run. This one was almost like the last one, but this time there will be a remote trailing me. The idea is, I work out the pattern and jump points, make the jumps, and wait see if the remote can follow me.
I tried to remind him that my previous career was spent trying to keep things from following me, but he’s too focused on his studies. He’s concerned about the energy expended and whether or not the follow along will slow us down or affect me in any way.
The flight was as uneventful as driving a disco ball through a hall of mirrors at rediculous speeds piloted by my imagination. And by giving myself a five-count I actually managed not to hit the remote when I reappeared four seconds after I left.
Fipps spent the rest of the day reviewing the footage from the Gumbo and the Gulf Shrimp, his name for the remote, not mine. I got to spend the rest of the day in the lab running on the hamster wheel while medical tried to come up with things to evaluate.
Someone decided it was a good idea to throw in a psych eval to see the effects on my psyche. So… just in case of tons of tension about three minutes of sheer terror isn’t enough to mess with me, let’s through some Rhoshack paintings in. They kinda looked like The Enemy.
I think the post-flight testing was more tiring than the actual flight, but I did notice that I’m more tired today than I was yesterday, whether it’s related or not, I’ll leave to the Bio team, I just want some chow and a good night’s sleep