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As soon as the explosion rocked the ship, Taleste went crashing to the floor, and the box of supplies fell right on top of her leg. She fought free, pumped up by the surge of adrenaline caused by the alarms. After getting to her feet, she inspected her leg. No damage. Hurts like hell, though. It'll probably bruise later. What a great start to her new life, new ship and new crew. She hadn't been here an hour and something had blown up.

She heard the comms ordering her to report in, and she tried to run from the cargo bay to...well, she'll just look around until she found the assembly point. After a few seconds, she realised running was not going to be an option, and limped up the stairs, hand gripped tight on the handrail the whole way up.

"Any whun there?!" she shouted from the cargo bay. "Whut in the cosmos is going on? Where are we even supposed to go?!"