The explosion triggered part of the skywalk to buckle and begin to collapse as the members darted past the rubble and flames.  They came around a bend to discover the southeast landing pad in a state of disarray.  People and shorehands were everywhere.  A mad house if there ever was one.  Not far away a cargo door opened to a smaller merchant caste style vessel in which the small girl was now checking in what Orion could assume was some pre-flight checks.  In barely readable red lettering on the side of the hull were the words, HMS Eternal.

  Orion questioned the space worthiness of the vessel but figured he didn’t have time to worry and instead climbed on board.  Immediately getting on board he had ACE plug in to a data port on the ship to do a quick diagnostics check.  He wasn’t about to go down because of a careless reactor fault.  

ACEs readout began to display the schematics, class and condition of the ship.  She looked worse than he thought,Class III Engine which was big for this size but only operating on about 67% efficiency, no weapons, No escape pods, structural integrity failing on the landing gear, minimal shielding, and to top it off the Hyperdrive was out.  Wait... “there’s no fuckin hyperdrive at all“ yelled Orion out loud.  “What kind of piece of junk is this?” Hearing this Celebrimbor stared at Orion in disbelief unable to speak.

Orion situated himself in a chair while he tried to gather his thoughts.  Tapping into a security cam feed to inspect his ships condition. He spoke to Cel while waiting for the uplink “Maybe at least we could use this scrapheap to get near the navy as I doubt that’s a meteor storm out here even if she says so, or better yet give me a lift to my ship if there’s anything left of her.  That chick can’t hope for  us to stay in orbit long when who knows what is happening.”