[b][h2]Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr[/h2][/b] Escape? A chance of an escape that seemed impossible was now looking a lot more probable and Ren looked more focused and feeling less tired despite own body's demands for rest. They had a chance and she really did not want to die in this metal tomb. Pilot, engineering, FTL, shuttle? They had a decent mix of skills and a few former or remaining military members. Just maybe things had become less impossible and more just really difficult. “Hydro, yeah, give me parts and maybe loot the station a bit.. we can rig something up.” She said feeling more confident again and having a purpose, a goal to aim for a target to seek instead of an aimless drinking the apocalypse into the last light. “I can run a power loader. If there is any left that is.” Ren added, she had some useful skills to add to the group as a whole. She could run a class 3, a class 5 would be her limit, heavy industrial stuff was too different to the kind they used in the lab. “Working with is far easier than against the flow.” Ren said gladly, forcing the gate in a rogue power loader and breaching it by brute force was a problem. The heat still got to the Kieller and this was far too hot unlike the woman in the jacket who was entirely too comfortable in this insane heat. Really, was it mechanical error or ran by the race? The figure in the enclosed suit was an odd one and this figure was probably disliking the heat even more than the rest of the survivors. Ren did not know the exact details but had a reconnection of sealed environment suits, this one was a pattern of some kind not used in Northlands labs. Or not seen personally anyway. A tall Kiseller Marine… Rifle slung and military firepower, a lot better than the small pistol she had stolen from the doomed company armoury among other items she had managed to pilfer to help survive another day. “Better to try. Id rather try than hide in dark and wait.” Ren agreed with the idea of working to try something even if it failed, she tried to do something and that was cathartic. The snake figure and a small primitive race, more obscure than the main 3 races who made bulk of the population and she peobbly could of recalled them in detail if more rested and more clear headed. This heat was just far too oppressive to help her minds function. [@Pragia12]