[url=http://fontmeme.com/cursive-fonts/][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Rae&name=Signerica_Thin.ttf&size=60&style_color=DBA0DB[/img][/url][hr][hr]Rae moved through the ship's hull, making her way back to the pod she'd emerged from. At least, the one she [i]thought[/i] she had. Probably. Or maybe it was this other one? No, that one for sure. It was an old class of ship, that was for sure. Aside from the part where it'd gone barreling into the planet's crust, and how the outside was black and scorched after burning through the atmosphere though, it was in astonishingly good condition.

Poking and prodding around the ship, Rae soon found one of the many weapons stashes hidden in a forgotten corner.

[color=plum]"Oooh,"[/color] she cooed. [color=plum]"Hello, there."[/color] Her slender hands curled around a rifle. It was an older model, bolt action with a scope, black and clean. Rae brought the butt against her shoulder and lined up her eye to the sight. She hadn't used one of these since before her arrest. [color=plum]"Yup, I think we're gonna get along fine,"[/color] she said to her new friend. Her mouth skewed though as she relaxed and looked down at it. Rae had used guns before, sure. But she'd never had to use one to survive. 

She'd never been stranded on an alien planet before. Then again, not many had. At least, not many who went on to tell stories. For a brief moment Rae let the reality of the situation wash over her. Then she shoved it down.

A small bag was pushed into the corner where it'd been hidden, and Rae bent to inspect it. Inside were several boxes of ammo for the rifle, along with two packets of dried rations (who even knew how old those were), an empty water canteen, and… six unopened packs of dental floss? Rae's eyebrows furrowed together.

Who the hell had packed this bag?

Her confusion was interrupted when sounds of excitement breached the ship from outside. Rae immediately stood at attention, trying to make out what the commotion was about. Setting her jaw, she came to a decision and swung the strap of her bag over her shoulder. Her grip was familiar on the rifle as she moved back towards the door. She poked her head out.

People were starting to run. Rae scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. Then she noticed the rumbling. Eyes widening, Rae snapped her head around to see the shaking tree line. 

[i][color=plum]"Shit."[/color][/i]

In one quick motion, Rae pulled the rifle's sling across her chest and took off after her fellow inmates.