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Red lights were flashing all throughout The Patchwork as it barrelled towards the ground.
“We’re going down!” Scrap yelled. “Brace for impact!”
Everyone tried their best to brace for the crash, but they were all in pretty vulnerable positions while at their battle stations.
The crew went flying as The Patchwork slammed into the sandy ground of the planet Noss.
Azhaam awoke first, he hobbled around the destroyed shell of The Patchwork looking for the rest of the crew.
It’s a slow process as he is very injured, but he eventually finds most of the crew who are all in various states of hurt.
Theriac, flare and Azhaam are clearly the most hurt so they took priority in getting patched up. Ayg and Keelen have started to fix up the others, Azhaam protests saying he’s fine but Keelen and Ayg shut him up.
Scrap goes to find Skye and is looking for her almost desperately.
Scrap runs to the engineering station, remembering she went there to fix some of the weapons that broke during the attack.
“Skye! Are you in here!?” Scrap called.
“Scrap?…” Scrap wiped around and saw Skye pulling herself up from the corner she tucked herself into.
“Skye, are you okay?” Scrap asked, looking Skye up and down for any signs of injury.
“Physically? I’m fine.” Sky says, fighting back tears. “And emotionally?” Scrap asked.
“Scrap, look at our home. It’s destroyed! Everything we’ve built, everything we’ve worked for is gone! We just got the drift core, we were going to finally be free from Saga and The Void and all the other shit we’re running from!” Skye’s tears finally fall.
“We can rebuild, it’ll all be ok.”
They are silent from then on and they both walk out intending to join the rest of the crew. Both Skye and Scrap have very solemn looks on their faces when they return to the others.
“Ok,” Scrap says getting the crews attention. “What’s next.”