> There was still no response from the Klingon, whose heartbeat was a bit > thready and his breathing uneven. > > >Right arm useless, Wilson used her dominate hand to pull herself back to the > >co-pilot's seat. �She tried the panel to see if she could get the computer > to > >run a diagnostic of the runabout. > > Conisdering the fact that the ship had slammed full throttle into the surface > of the planet, the Nile had held up pretty well. Thankfully, there were no > breaches, which would have allowed the atmosphere in the ship to leak away > leaving the passengers a lot worse off. > > Main power had been knocked out, leaving the ship with only emergency power > keeping ilfe support going. There was no way that the ship was going to be > moving on its own power any time soon.
"We have life support, but not much else," Wilson said. "How's Commander K'Tael?" (response) She went to the storage closet where emergency equipment was kept. Not wanting to be caught off-guard, she removed three masks and carried them over to Boulay. "In case we lose life support before help arrives." (response) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
