-Shipwrecked- (Sci-fi, open)

[Rudigoat]

"Gather whoever you can find. We need to make sure everyone is safely out of the wreckage and away from the crash site, in case of an explosion." He explained. It was standard procedure. Get everyone to safety, once everyone is out of harm's way, then salvage operations could begin. "We need to bring the back up AI online. That supplemental android, PIXAL. I'm going to go retrive the emergency supplies and shelter modules."

[☪ℓυηαя∂яσρ☪]

"Should I take the rest of the crew or you?" They set their dog down and made him sit. They silently hoped that he would take them, as the second in command felt somewhat uncomfortable around the medic. They didn't know why, though.

[Rudigoat]

"I'll take whoever is able to carry supplies out," he explained "If there's wounded, find them and help hem to safety. Wesley is already outside and her little owl robot is working with ALEC to bring some of the systems back online and assess the damage." Theo rubbed his eyes, wearily. "Part of the ship was shorn off and flung elsewhere. There might still be crew in those sections."

[☪ℓυηαя∂яσρ☪]

Rikimaru held in a sigh. Great, that left them and Reinen alone. Perfect. They nodded to Theo and led the medic through the adjacent passageway. For some reason they felt their cheeks flush. Perhaps the new atmosphere was affecting them. They looked at the medic as they walked. "Do you think the atmosphere here is healthy?" They asked, trying to sound casual as if they didn't have a stake in the answer.

[eHjorth]

"No kidding," Thue managed through their coughing. The smoke burned their eyes and tore at their throat, but at least it appeared to be clearing up a little with the bigger vent in the roof. Minerva was probably going to come out soot-black if she was still hovering above the hole. Served her right.
Thue gingerly got to their feet, still bending down to keep their head as low and as far away from the smoke as possible. They started walking across the floor, but almost immediately dodged back as the fire on the bed flamed up again. They backed up against the wall, only remembering the room's fire extinguisher when they bumbed into it. They took it out with shaky hands, fumbling a bit with the release, but finally managed to cover the bed and the remains of the clothes in form. They sighed at the scene. Rubbed a bit of sweat and dirt from their forehead.
"Alright. I'm coming up now."

---

"Okay," Puck said, meekly and softly enough that there was no chance that the person on the other side of the wall heard it. Clutching the Gamepad in their hands, they squatted down on the floor to wait. They hoped whoever was back there would hurry; the air was hot and humid and hard to breathe in, and the drops of water Puck could feel on their neck suggested it might start rain soon.

Wait.

Puck turned their head and stared directly at ... something, something square and smooth in texture and not at all animal-looking except for the huge mouth in the middle, filled with teeth and saliva. Puck managed not to scream.

[Black Dreamscape]

Artemis

Slowly pushing the pilot's corpse down the hallway, Artemis took a moment to reflect on the irony of the situation. She'd spent her whole life trying to get away from her family, and now she was all worked up over her brother being MIA? And what'd happened to that positive atmosphere she liked to have around her? Honestly, maybe she should just calm down and stop overreacting. It wasn't like those implants were made of aluminum- that'd been proved time and time again by her awesome stunts. (And, well, occasionally not-so-awesome wipeouts...)

Hey, people! Ignoring her disappointment at the fact that neither was her brother, Artemis grinned and made an attempt at regaining her usual upbeat aura, at least as much as was possible while carrying a dead body. Number 2 and Doc, eh... oh! And Monty! Leaving the cart by what might have once been a doorway, Artemis walked over at a brisk pace, bending down to say hello to the corgi at eye level. "Hiya, Montague!" Oh, right, gotta acknowledge the humans too. "And Mr. McArta, and Monty's owner. ...Am I interrupting something?"

August

The two blinking dots on August's monitor were close to touching, prompting him to close the program altogether and look for the device's owner himself. As he'd circumvented the crushed hull, the firefly-like creatures had stayed floating around him no matter how much he swatted at them, but now they were all gone. Strange. Almost like they were fleeing from some... ohhhhh my god, what in the universe is that?! A hulking bethemoth of a thing sat(?) a few meters ahead of him, recognizable as some sort of animal by the small, beady eyes arranged on the side of it. August was in no hurry at all to observe this specimen. In fact, he would be perfectly happy to avoid it completely- that would be if he hadn't noticed his conversation partner (the programmer's son?) right in front of an orifice that even an idiot could tell was a mouth.

Okay, okay, okay, don't panic, you've got this, buddy-

August panicked, and at the touch of a panel all six darts currently loaded in his tranquilizer gun shot out in a direction vaguely describable as forwards, without much aiming or forethought at all. What a knight in shining armor.

[☪ℓυηαя∂яσρ☪]

Rikimaru smiled, relieved that they wouldn't be alone with the medic. They silently approached and looked Artemis over. "The captain needs help from all able bodied crew, he's down that way." They saw the corpse of the pilot and froze. With a heavy sigh they removed their hat respectfully.

Monty was loving the attention. His little stump tail wiggled and he licked at Artemis happily, offering a little happy groan.

[Springtalon]

❈|✤|P.I.X.A.L.|✤|Female|✤|Android|✤|Unknown Age|✤|Mechanic|✤|Location: Libra|✤|Tagged: Open|✤|❈

P.I.X.A.L. rose to her feet as her systems went back online. Looking around, she scanned her surroundings, and determined she was in Libra, the Supply Storage room "What hit me?" she wondered aloud. Going through her memory banks, all she could remember, was going into Libra for supplies for a damaged...a damaged... That is strange P.I.X.A.L. thought with a frown I cannot remember what it is that was damaged Looking around, P.I.X.A.L. turned around. Seeing the door, she walked towards it, hesitating, then opening the door and stepping outside "Is anyone there?" she called

[InfectedHau]

"Watch your hands," Minerva advised, as Thue began climbing out of the hole she'd made, "edges might still be-"

The AI cut herself off as a large shadow flashed over the ship section. It was too far up for her sensors to get an accurate read on what it was, but it was presumably big. A small herd of the Gazelle-like creature's from before were standing nearby, however, and they bolted at the shadow's passing. That told her all she needed to know. "Might want to hurry-ry-ry it up," she called down, "I think we're about to have company."

[eHjorth]

The AI's warning came just slightly too late, and Thue winced when a jagged edge of metal cut into their thigh. With a pained grimace, they looked down at where blood started trickling out and darkening the ripped fabric of their pants. At the rate they were losing clothes, by the end of the day they would be walking around naked. But they would have to cross that bridge when they came to it; more pressing issues were clearly at hand, including but not limited to the ominous shadow that passed above them that same moment.
"Millions and millions of planets devoid of life, and we crash in Jurassic Park, huh?" Thue shot Minerva a grin, though their heart wasn't quite in the joke. They groaned at the pain in their leg as they made their way entirely out of the hole and sat down on the roof. "I suggest we go find the others. Assuming other humans are even still alive? And how about your state - you're stuttering, is that your hardware or software that's gotten messed up?"

---

Puck would later tell themself that it was pure bravery and a calm heart that kept them from screaming, but in truth it was largely thanks to the stray tranquilizer that dug into their shoulder few seconds after they had locked eyes (or rather teeth) with the alien beast. The initial shock practically stopped their heart, but suddenly the creature seemed less frightening, more simply odd or even fascinating. Especially the way it blurred now and flowed into the landscape around them.
Puck turned slightly to look back at where they figured the pain in their shoulder had originated from, and dimly registred August's presence.
"Look, August," they mumbled, "there's this weird dinosaur thing here, isn't it cool looking ...?"
They looked back at the alien, unsure whether it was just the tranquilizer or if its mouth really did open even wider until it rolled back over the creature's head like an orange being peeled, and then the alien lunged forward, growling, and the only reason Puck didn't disappear into its jaws was that they lost consciousness and fell backwards onto the ground.