Joe sat with his back against the console, the mic in his hand, waiting for the Blackstone to get enough power up to try and comm out. He was gonna have more than a few words for the boys when they came back, mostly about how terrible an idea it was to leave crew members on a dead ship. He flexed his fingers, trying to keep them from getting stiff. He’d given up on trying to breathe warmpth on them. It had been about fifteen minutes since the pulse went off, he figured something was going to happen soon enough. Sure enough, moments later, Alice flickered to life. It still seemed that not everything was up yet. I guess the guys set it up so that only some stuff came on. Thankfully he felt the air begin to circulate again. Fresh oxygen and, hopefully, heat was on their way...Read More
Quiet echoed throughout the Looking Glass as she drifted through space. Most of the crew were tucked away in their beds. Night and day were null concepts in the black but people still tended to turn in at the same time. The only movement was Tyler who had gotten stuck with watch duty while the others slept. Silently, Joe crept out of his bedroom and moved towards the front of the ship. He slipped into the bathroom on the same side as Tyler’s room to avoid waking anyone unnecessarily. He laid his towel on the sink and began to peel away the bits of Joe.