lost in the jungle

The 7 longest minutes of your life. Without shields and with limited maneuverability the descent was frightening. Controlling the ship alone you managed to aim for a large patch of jungle in the western hemisphere.

You checked on Smith and saw that your ship engineer would be alright after some rest. You decided to bury Williams in her flightsuit, unwilling to undress her and touch her dead body. It was better that Smith didn't see it as she was very close to her shipmate, both were also raised by the Institute on Vestelia 3 and knew each other since they were little girls.

The ship clearly wouldn't fly again without months of work on it and huge amounts of resources to remake the missing pieces. Yet it made for a nice house on this world. It provided safety, power, some water purification, the engineering system could manufacture useful items and the food processor could turn biomass into food. (nearly anything in the universe would be better to eat than what came out of it, but you wouldn't starve.)

You decided to unpack the brand new android from its crate, it would provide you with help and company (as far as a maintenance bot can) on this savage world.

When you got in the cargo hold you remembered the status report during the crash. Hull breach was an understatement, there is a gapping hole in the bottom of it, you are missing a lot of precious equipment and supplies and the crate is nowhere to be seen.

After stopping a few fires (hitting all those trees slowed you but didn't help much keeping the ship intact) you went back to Smith. You unlocked her helmet and watched her long blond hair flow on her shoulders.

Engineer Diana Smith, brilliant, beautiful, transferred from the Acheron with your second officer Lisa Williams to crew the Gorgon, having lost all its crew in a previous mission. They must have pulled some strings to get affected together, as they always did since leaving the academy.

You had to remove her heavy flight suit to check for more injuries as you did yourself previously. You took care of not touching anything that would make her mad at you as you strip her to her uniform underwear and use the medikit to scan her for damage.

Making sure all bulkheads that led to the hull breach were secure, you laid Smith on her bed and sat on a chair in her cabin (that she shared with Williams despite having an empty one available.) your gun in your hand. You intended to stand guard but soon your own injuries and the stress of the day became too much for you and you fell down in a deep slumber.