June and Kendra exchanged vulgar comments back and forth over the next hour as Tom worked. It was starting to come to a head. Kendra had a cold look in her eyes and June's feathers were standing on end. Kendra pick up a large wrench in two hands.

"If you keep leaking shit out of your mouth, I have a tool that can fix it."

Have a quick put-down at the ready, June let it drop.

"What this? The little mousey whats to have a go at the raven?"

Before either of them could act, Tom yelled as he examined the stone.

"Chief! Get the room ready for zero-G."

Her eyes went wide.

"What? In how long and for what amount time?"

Blinking has eyes before looking over at them.

"When ever the room is ready. No idea how long it can keep at zero-G. It may slowly increase gravity back to earth normal over time or give out all at once."

Give the room a brisk survey of all the tools, materials, equipment and metal skeleton of the sub.

"Can we do the first test in the mess hall?"

Thinking about it for a second before just asking why.

"Yes. But if we are going to ues it on a ship, it be nice to know what this thing can do. I don't know if it will work on all of stuff in here or only some of it."

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Smiling at her great plan.

"We can move heavier and heavier things into the mess hall. If that works out, then we can do a test run in here."

Tom nod.

"Cool, I'll let to go talk you your sisters about it. Me and June are going to go to get something to eat."

Feeling dejected as she asked.

"I can't come with you?"

One of his eyebrows shot in the air.

"Don't you have to go argue with them over how to do it or something?"

June chimed in.

"We could ask them if Kendra can come with us and let them argue."

Looking like a caveman as his eyebrows lowed and knitting to together.

"Who is Kendra?"

The question hit Kendra like a blow to the gut.

"It's ok, I'll get everything in order. You two can go eat."

Slowly, she turned and walked away. He facepalmed and whispered to himself.

"Ah shit, that was a Class-A fuck up."

Putting his hands on his hips.

"Kendra, tell them to get ready and you're coming with us to eat."

She looked back at him.

"I am?"

He sighed.

"Yes, go tell and er will get go'n."

All most tripping over some tools and other things as she ran off to the mess hall, June thought about throwing her off the bike.