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[color=gray]Nikolai regained consciousness. Around the small escape pod and opposite to his bound body was a steadily growing fire. He panicked and thrashed within the confines of his seat until he managed to slap the right button to release himself. Wheezing, the teenager practically flopped on the ground in search of anything that could help. Of course, members of the Aurora received thorough training on optimal preparation in case of disaster. In the case of Nikolai however, his mind had gone blank from having to deal with danger seconds after waking up from a previous one. He was bewildered over surviving an attack on a ship that played such a vital role in the advancement of humanity, and his mind quickly grew into a jumbled mess of thoughts. 

The escape pod´s fire extinguisher rolled in the middle of the mess and gently came to a stop against his knee, nearly becoming unregistered in a sea of much stronger sensory experiences. Fortunately, Nikolai noticed and carried it upwards, his thin frame struggling to stand up while holding something so heavy. He pointed the extinguisher at the scorching hot flames while applying as much pressure as his thin arms could onto the instrument. After what felt like an eternity every last shred of red was snuffed out and replaced by the sight of an extensively damaged escape pod. 

The technologically advanced foam had simultaneously vanished without a trace and eliminated the fire´s harmful smoke, so he wasn´t in a hurry to leave the safety of the pod anytime soon and began to investigate his surroundings. The crew member that had managed to enter the same escape pod as him was alive and breathing, making a wave of relief wash over him at the realization not being completely alone. A wave of awkwardness soon followed. Nikolai wasn’t a people person, and being stranded with only one other crew member made him feel nervous. He wasn’t sure what to do with her, and in the end decided to leave her be, tinkering with a lightly damaged PDA in silence. [/color]

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[color=gray]While it is true that humanity´s technological advancements had rendered most menial labor obsolete, maintenance grunts were still a necessity among ships that traveled large enough distances. Hugo had earned respect in the Aurora through cheerily doing whatever it is that needed to be done, without caring about what the other crew members thought or whether or not what he was doing was actually safe. 

He had lost consciousness almost immediately after the escape pod´s launch, as if he were an amateur during a training course. Regardless, the large man had now been awake for some time and had been completely determined to perform pod maintenance, which at the moment consisted of putting out the various fires that flourished throughout the small confines. The bigger flames received a heavy stream from the fire extinguisher that he held like a ragdoll, while the less urgent fires were heartily and repeatedly stomped on. 

He gestured an exaggerated thumbs up at his fellow crew member, who was due to wake up any second. [color=#f27778]“No problem!”[/color] he shouted, sporting an enormous grin. Hugo stopped the gesture to slap away a flame that had clung to his shoulder and repeated it as if nothing had happened.  
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