Descriptive vomit warning.
The floor beneath Blue Diamond rumbled violently as she sat in her resting quarters.
In fact, the vibration shook the entire ship, making things rattle and sway. Blue Diamond gripped the side of her bed and swallowed hard. This had been going on for almost an hour and seemed to be showing no signs of calming down. Space often had rough patches when they flew through an asteroid field or something similar, but this was ridiculous.
The ship dropped about an inch or two. It straightened again almost immediately, but not before Blue's stomach dove along with it. She let out a small hiss of discomfort and gripped the sheets tighter. Ever since all the shaking started she's felt nauseous, the kind where you can't move too abruptly without your stomach threatening rebellion, and vertigo swept over her in awful waves. She thought it would pass eventually but it never did. She supposed it might have had something to do with that purple fruit she tried on earth. She visited the planet often to mourn for Pink Diamond. Pink loved humans and their strange little customs, often trying them herself to be more like them. So in her memory, Blue decided to try eating. Chewing and swallowing something felt kind of gross to her but the taste was actually pretty good, the sweet juice filling her mouth when she took a bite. Now she didn't even want to think about it.
A sudden jolt made Blue Diamond snap out of her thoughts. The unsteady rocking made saliva pool in her mouth and the fruit gurgled queasily inside of her stomach. This made no sense; she'd suffered all varieties of space turbulence. Some even worse than this. With a bit of effort, she got up. Maybe there was something wrong with the ship itself or the engine or whatever. Head spinning, she stumbled into the control room and tries to look like she's fine.
…
Her typical flying crew consisted of four Rubies, an Emerald, and two Nephrites. They all immediately crossed their arms into the diamond salute as she entered the room, and she waved her hand to dismiss the gestures. They relaxed a little, but not fully. Gems often seemed a bit on edge in her presence or any of her sister Diamonds.
"What can we assist you with, My Diamond?" asked a Ruby nervously.
"I want to know why our flight is so unstable," Blue said, placing a hand against her stomach. "Is it anything that you can fix?"
"I'm a-afraid not My-" Emerald stuttered, cut off as the ship tilted and shuttered. The windows shook in their panes and the Gems gripped onto anything they could to keep from sliding out of their chairs and into the walls. To Blue Diamond, it felt like something had jerked back inside her stomach. She felt worse than before. One wrong move and it would not be very pretty for anyone. She could feel sweat beading up on her forehead. "-Grand Clarity," Emerald started again once everything had calmed slightly. "It's just space turbulence. We entered a large asteroid field."
Blue just nodded, cursing her luck. Seems like she'd be stuck like this for a while.
"Hold on!" a Ruby exclaimed, and Blue Diamond barely caught a glimpse of the huge rock flying onto the front window before everything jolted. A Ruby face-planted into the glass.
Blue Diamond couldn't take it anymore, she threw up, somehow managing to keep it all in her mouth. It's mainly liquid, but she can feel the undigested fruit chunks in it, and her eyes water from the acidic taste. She gulps it back down with some effort and feels the ship spin around. Or maybe that's just her? She's so fucking dizzy and so sick.
Blue Diamond lurched over and abruptly retched. She can't stop it this time; her throat opened up and vomit poured past her perfect lips with a wet gurgle and splattered all over her floor. Thankfully the other gems were too concerned with themselves to pay any attention to the predicament. She wouldn't know what to say if they did. Eventually, they would notice, but Blue would have to cross that particular bridge when the time came.
Blue just knows she's going to vomit again without a doubt. The bubbling in her stomach moves up and she parts her lips, hands flying instinctively to her mouth which she regrets instantly. She heaved and caught most of the vomit in her cupped hands, warm and thick and gooey, oozing heavily between her trembling fingers and staining her gloves. It has an odd violet tint to it, she noted. But the color did not make it much more appealing. It was still rotten and foul, with the sour smell being absolutely revolting. All of this together just makes her sick all over again; doubling over as a gush of vomit spills out of her in a copious lavender wave. It spreads out on the ground in front of her and forms a pool. An unrealistic amount. She hardly believes all of that just came out of her. Blue has caught their attention now, but they just stare, obviously witnessing her display but have no idea what to do or how to help. "I-I'm okay," she managed. "J-Just a bit under the weather." She coughs and one last trickle of bile dribbles down her chin. She wipes her mouth with the back of her long sleeve.
"My Diamond, you're green," a Nephrite commented. "Greener than Emerald." She points toward her companion.
Blue just groans in response, rubbing her hand carefully over her unsettled stomach and letting out an awful burp that should've been impossible for something as elegant as a Diamond to make. "Maybe you should rest," Ruby says, trying not to crinkle her nose in disgust from the smell of regurgitation.
She nods. She should. And have her Pearl run her a bath. They seem to be out of the rough patch now, for the ship is moving somewhat smoothly now. "Someone clean this up," Blue Diamond orders weakly, gesturing vaguely to her mess. "I don't care who. But I don't want to see it when we land. Please."
I might do more? I don't know.
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