Chapter 120
by 
Actiaeon
What do you do next?
Check your supplies
"Eve let's check what supplies we have, we don't know how long we're going to be here," you tell the construct.
"Yes, Master," she says, examining the emergency supplies in the storage lockers.
You left your pack on the shuttle, meaning the only supplies you have would have come with the pod or Haruka brought it. You curse yourself for not even bringing your rifle; you should have planned.
You look at Haruka's pack it is a small, light brown, canvas bag, it is 12" tall and 7" across.
"I didn't bring much," Haruka says, picking it up.
"Well, what did you bring?" You ask, concerned.
She pulls out a couple of days' worth of rations for an individual, with you two together it will only last two days. You might, however, be able to stretch it out for a bit longer, maybe four; however, it will be difficult.
"It's not much," she says, setting them on a seat.
"Did you bring anything else?" You worry.
"Noting useful in this situation," she says sadly.
"Just some personal items and some tools," she sets the bag back onto the floor.
"Eve, did you find anything?" You turn, watching her rummage through the storage lockers.
"Master I have found-" she says, giving her list in a robotic-like fashion.
"3 days worth of food," (for an individual)
"1 backup power source," Eve continues.
"1 set of basic tools,"
"5 gallons of water," she finishes.
"That is not much," you seem to have five days worth of food and water, "Is the signal being broadcast?"
Eve moves to check, Haruka moves to begin to organize the jostled supplies; you have to step aside to let her through. You follow behind her, stopping when you come up to Eve, checking on her.
"It seems the transmitter is missing, Master," she says, the screen displaying an error.
"Fuck, it may have been broken off during our escape," you complain.
It will be highly unlikely the pod will be discovered, while adrift. It's quite unlikely that the others even know you're alive. You all will have to find your way back, meaning you might have to trek through the still alien world. You move back towards the opening it the hull, looking for any signs of life; anything that would point to you being near a coast; not knowing how long it will take for the pod to reach any shore.
You find nothing, every direction you look you find no life, just empty seas.