Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-5135903-20130919182126/@comment-5135903-20131126172410

 DreadVolt 

Unfortunately, being robotic Astatines, neither Twon nor K'tek are able to see with no atmosphere. It takes a slight misuse high-energy cosmic ray detector to pinpoint your position via the light emitted by the high-energy ions given off by your weapon.

What at first looks like a flickering white star turns out to be the two Astatines attached together gradually moving toward you. Just before they reach you, a quick burst from a hand-held orbital maneuvering thruster decelerates them into a slow-motion crash. K'tek speaks,

"Well, at least we're all accounted for. That must have been a mighty ejection; we're travelling away from the ring really fast. I'll see if I can contact Phelaholiim again..."

"This is Phelaholiim.BCRS.0062. The overseeing intelligence of this habitat is currently unavailable. Please state your command."

Now Twon speaks,

"Basic Command Reply System? Phelaholiim must really be completely occupied with this disaster if they can't even spare the processing power to communicate. Open Command: Inquiry: What is our velocity relative to this habitat?"

"104 metres per second."

"Inquiry: What is the minimum delta-v of an emergency relief package orbital maneuvering thruster?"

"266.8 metres per second."

"Inquiry: What is the maximum intended load of an emergency relief package orbital maneuvering thruster?"

"123 kilograms."

"Close Command."

Twon crunches the numbers...

"Between the fuel we've already used, our combined weight, and the slight delta-v we'll need to decelerate, we don't have enough fuel to get back."

You're stuck. What do you do?

 Wanraknasdan 

When you both get in the spacecraft quietly rumbles into life and slowly rises from the great pit it was in. The inside is rather bland. It's shaped like a cylinder on it's side with rounded ends (like you're on the inside of a hollow sausage).

The inside is a metallic grey and the walls seem to glow slightly, providing illumination. The curved front is covered in windows arranged in a bowl shape, whicle the back is where the loading ramp is. There are circular support rings at regular intervals along the inside structure. Attached with their backs to the walls are two rows of seats (one row on either side). The whole affair is about twelve metres long and three metres wide.

"It will take a few minutes for us to reach orbit. Hold on."

The Narrator is strapping himself into one of the seats. There is nobody else in the spacecraft.