Thread: Space Clichés  (Sharub x Shairako)

Undefined future Somewhere in the Milky way The trasmission device in the pokey piloting cabin of the Dremora fell silent, emitting chirps and pops as the Galactic Mapper was no longer calculating its navigation points, showing only an approximative depiction of a large quadrant of the galaxy, crowding with planets. Shae cursed almost everyone of the Gods she knew existed in the galaxy as the screen between the cloche turned red for unknown reasons the main driver of the ship was loosing energy at an incredibly high level. C'moooooon yelled Shae while nervously clicking at the buttons ammassed in the narrow piloting seating, trying to find a solition for her problem... or at least an hint of what's happening to her newly acquired ship. She is far from any common space-route if her ship stops now she could be stucked in her own seat for days or even weeks. Or... she could try to land on the planet that appears less deadly than the others, eventually using the goods stored within the ship to fix her Inter-radio. Risky. But her brain processed quickly the odds risking life or staying seated for days. The Dremora, in its white and red paintings pointed toward the surface of a greenish planet. Approaching the surface, the planet appeared in its primal beauty an immense forest, growing as far as the eyes can see and beyond. The screen in front of her eyes started to emit yellowish flashes, warning her of the percentage of energy below safety parameters, ensuring only few minutes of flight. Shae was examinating the area, until she found a lake not far from a mountain. Water and an elevated point. Perfect. she thought whkle moving the ship, now emitting a noise similar of 21th century's fruit blenders... slowly loosing altitude. Shae grutted her teeth as she heard the trees impacting with the fuselage of her ship, soon the sounds became more and more loud, thuds and skreeches, as well as proper rumblings, jolts and impacts grew in intensity. From the reinforced hyperglass of her cabin the world turned into a twirling of multicoloured foliages and branches, until, with a fragorous sound, the ship dropped dead on the ground, stopping several hundreds of meters further, leaving a trail of broken trees and moved soil. Cloche still in her hands, Shae sighed at the succesful landing, groaning for the multiple shakes that gave her a migraine. The ship was silent, only an hissing coming from the motors. Not a navigation computer was working anymore, only a little screen, behind her seat signed, in blue lecters OXYGEN OK h2O........ OK She was...somewhere... alone... with a broken ship and no communication... but... with water and air. ...unless the SafePlanet scan wasn't as broken as the others. She pressed a button, and the pistons that held the hyperglass tight to the ship released and she could see the ground. With a bit of fear she breathed and wsuted for anysensation... but nothing. ok, at least the oxygen is here Thought Shae ...and usually where there is oxygen... and trees... there's water too... i guess Shae leapt outside the Dremora, her dark blond hairs kept tight in a beck-knot, a sportlike gray tank-top and track-pants chinched her lithe shapes. ...now... where am i? thought while looking around.