[h2]Mika[/h2]
Mika was slow to wake up after the crash. It was hard for her to break the grogginess and feeling of nausea. Once Mika truly opened her eyes, she realized why she was nasueous. Hanging upside down was far from fun and was also causing a splitting headache. Mika pressed the button on the seat belt but did not let go off the belt itself. Instead, she held onto the belt as she allowed gravity to fix her postion. With her body in the upright position, Mika dropped down into the pod and began looking around. Her supplies had to be somewhere in the pod. After a few minutes of looking around, Mika found her bag full of medical supplies and her knife.

Mika stepped out of the crashed pod to join the others who had woken up.  She opened her bag and placed her knife on its holster on her left hip while taking out her med kit and placing on the floor. "We might not be totally screwed here mind you. We at least survived the crash without any deaths. But I agree, we need to get moving. This place is too open for us to stay in. Whoever or whatever shot us down might be coming down here to loot our 'dead' corpses." said Mika as she looked through the kit to make sure nothing was broken, damaged or missing. Nothing was missing or damaged at all but she doubt the kit would be lucky to survive such a crash as that was. Mika stood up as she placed the medical supplies back in the bag and slung it over her right shoulder. "So, where do we go from here?" Mika asked as she fingered her pistol.