The escape pod shook violently as the cruiser began to turn into debris. Kelim'tel gripped onto anything he could as the pod began to smash into small pieces of debris, sending the pod spinning in different directions. Jedi were known for their bravery and Kelim'tel was no exception....but the thought of his pod exploding in space stuck to his mind as he breathed heavily. If anything, he was silently hoping he would die rather than be captured by some Sith Dreadnought. Suddenly, the pod began to go off course from Abridon and into deep space. Mounting the courage to stand up, he walked over to the pods terminally and began to manually try and target for the planet. "Damn it, come on..." He whispered to himself, but to no avail. The controls had been beaten up in the thrashing around with the debris and was heading for what appeared to be more. 

Thinking swiftly, Kelim'tel began to move any debris from the direction of his pod. Luckily, the planets gravitational pull was bringing him in. His hopes began to rise as he entered Abridon's atmosphere. He meditated silently then, waiting for the pod to crash land onto the surface. "[i]Please...please....you can do it...[/i]" Almost as soon as he found peace within himself, the pod crashed. It was a couple minutes before he was comfortable with coming out of the pod. As he stepped out, he coughed from the smoke, and looked around for any kind of fort or civilization that he could stay in. Latching his lightsaber onto his belt, he took a flare, and fired it out for any Jedi or Republic Troops in the vicinity.