[i]Kell's Dream[/i] was beginning its descent towards the planet when an assortment of other vessels arrived, presumably heading for the same distress beacon R5 had discovered. One was a small Stinger craft, also coming in for a landing, while the others were harder to make out, and R5 was not sure exactly how many there were in orbit at this time. A cursory scan of the Stinger indicated a single life form, but beyond that the vessel seemed empty. Deciding to keep an eye out for this vessel, and to attempt to land away from it, R5 continued to bark orders to the other droids in binary, eventually setting the ship down a good rough mile from where R5 believed the Stinger was headed.

Actually landing the ship didn't prove to be much issue for the mechanical reflexes of the all-robotic crew. The blizzard conditions eventually gave way to a mostly clear sky, and finding a location to safely touch down wasn't particularly hard. The ship planted itself into the snow, the landing gears sinking noticeably into the white blanketed layer, as the wind blew drifts into the ship, which collected around the nooks and crevices in the hull. Droids quickly rolled out of hatches across the hull, working quickly to repair the external damage to the ship.

With a quick estimate on how long it would take to finalize repairs on the ship, R5 instructed for the others to shut down all power aboard the ship, and conduct repairs as quietly as possible, avoiding detection to the best of their ability. R5 designated a second in command from among the assortment of home-built models, a bipedal utility droid with a penchant for "playing admiral" as it were. With the matter of the ship settled, R5 gathered its equipment and disembarked through the loading ramp of the vessel, careful to place a pair of armed guards, as well as two sensor-directed placement turrets, just at the top of the ramp, overlooking the vast stretch of white.

Stepping out into the frigid wasteland, R5 would send out cursory scans, attempting to keep watch for any signs of biological life. R5 also placed an indicator on its vision display, marking the distance to the source of the beacon, about just over a mile away from R5's vessel. R5 believed the other ship, the Stinger, had landed closer to the beacon, which meant that whoever it was would get there first, and potentially be an issue to deal with. R5 hoped to get out of this without any unnecessary violence, and it had no intention of instigating an attack on someone before they fired upon R5 first.

As R5 marched across the snow, its metallic feet crunching against the chilled ground, R5 thought back to the incident with the explosives planted on the ship, and the emotions that the droid had seemingly felt from the incident. Kell had insisted that something like this would happen, but R5 had not expected it so...soon after leaving the workshop. R5 continued to contemplate what the ramifications of this would mean for the droid's future, just as it crested a ridge, and the other vessel, the Stinger, came into sight. R5 carefully approached at a brisk, but non-threatening pace. Attempting to come towards it from the diagonal of its front end, hoping that by approaching it from where the cockpit overlooked the terrain, R5 could indicate non-hostility and potentially ask the owner of the ship for some assistance.