[center][h1][color=A7E6EC]Howlite[/color][/h1][/center] “[color=A7E6EC]I have everything perfectly under control![/color]” she shouted in response to Marry as she tried to find somewhere to land. She was made a lair a few moments later when one of the reactors could be heard exploding somewhere behind them. She had been aiming for the ocean, but they overshot that by a few kilometers. So she aimed for a lake, but they missed that too. In the end the ship was aimed to land in a bog. She hoped it would be enough. [hr] The skys above the swamp where lit up as the vessel hurtled towards the ground, like the burning vengeful fist of an angry god it descended, barely missing a rocky formation. It plunged into the mud at a shallow angle, punching through the muck before coming to a stop in the crater it had created, a trail of destruction left in it’s wake. The surrounding area was then showered by burning bits of debris that had broken off of the ship during reentry. [hr] Inside Howlite’s connection to the ship left he rattled about a bit, but more or less intact. She shook her head to clear it, temporarily shut out from her mind the million problems the ship was screaming at her about and raised her tiny arms up in triumph. [color=A7E6EC]”Wooo! Kiss my butt gravity! We are alive!”[/color] It was at this point that she became aware of most of the more local problems with the ship, namely the fact that it was, in places, on fire and also there was a gem embedded in the ceiling requesting a status update. Ah. She went through and systematically shut down all the alarms, got the 2 remaining drones to start putting fires out in the back of the ship and collected her thoughts before reporting: [color=A7E6EC]”Status of the ship: We are basically never getting this thing off the ground again unless we find replacements or components for basically every system. Anti gravity is completely fried, the 2 main reactors melted down, the hull is full of holes, communications, navigation and ftl got cooked along with the reactors. Basicly the only thing we have left is reserve power, which is why the lights are still on and, remarkably, whatever it was was in the cargo hold.”[/color] She finished, then added nonchalantly. [color=A7E6EC]”oh, and I’m fine too.”[/color]