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Seenshornoftheirdreams,thesevenmembersoftheNostromo’screwwereevenlessimpressivethanthey’dbeeninhypersleep.Foronething,theyweredrippingwetfromthepreservativecryosleepfluidthathadfilledandsurroundedtheirbodies.Howeveranaleptic,slimeofanysortisnotbecoming.
Foranother,theywerenaked,andtheliquidwasapoorsubstitutefortheslimmingandshapingeffectsoftheartificialskinscalledclothes.
’Jesus,’mutteredLambert,disgustedlywipingfluidfromhershouldersandsides,’amIcold!’Shesteppedoutofthecoffinthatpreservedlifeinsteadofdeath,beganfumblinginanearbycompartment.Usingthetowelshefoundthere,shecommencedwipingthetransparentsyrupfromherlegs.
’Whythehellcan’tMotherwarmtheshipbeforebreakingusoutofstorage?’Shewasworkingonherfeetnow,tryingtorememberwhereshe’ddumpedherclothes.
’Youknowwhy.’Parkerwastoobusywithhisownsticky,tiredselftobotherstaringatthenudenavigator.’Companypolicy.Energyconservation,whichtranslatesasCompanycheap.Whywasteexcesspowerwarmingthefreezersectionuntilthelastpossiblesecond?Besides,it’salwayscoldcomingoutofhypersleep.Youknowwhatthefreezertakesyourinternaltemperaturedownto.’
’Yeah,Iknow.Butit’sstillcold.’Shemumbledit,knowingParkerwasperfectlycorrectbutresentinghavingtoadmitit.She’dnevercaredmuchfortheengineer.
