Alioth- the beginning

Quill glanced around. "Who are you and what happened here?" He wanted to help this woman just as much as Rose and Ette but this place was getting creepier and creepier.

The voices were closer. Her fall had caused her to become ever more dizzy and disoriented, and she couldn't quite tell what they were saying. They sounded... human. Impossible. Was she dead? The rest of the crew, as far as she knew, hadn't made it.

Genevieve opened her eyes. A few people were standing around her, one offering her a bottle of strange grey liquid. She reached to take it, but her injured arms hurt too much and she had to stop.

"Get out," she rasped. She winced at the sound of her own voice. "Get out if you... want... to live. These are dangerous skies now..."

Genevieve paused to catch her breath. "The Umbra came. They... they will return." She tried to make eye contact with at least one of the strangers.

Ette opened the bottle and put it right in front of the woman's hand. "Do you... want help?" He asked. His hands were shaking slightly as he heard the woman's warning. The Umbra. He tried to stop his hands from shaking. He took a deep breath, then focused on saving the woman.

"I'm fine." Genevieve took the bottle into her shaking hands and raised it to her lips, taking a sip. The grey liquid tasted horribly bitter, but it soothed her burning, parched throat and made her feel a little bit better. She swallowed, lifting her head to glance at the people around her. None of them seemed to be a day over twenty-five. What was such a young crew doing here?

She set the bottle down on the floor beside her. "Thank you... I can't thank you enough." Managing a weak smile that looked more like a grimace, she continued. "Who are you?"

Quill smiled slightly. "Name's Quill, this orb here is Peter." The small orb floated around the group.

Ette smiled. He opened his bag and began to take out disinfectant and several bandages for the woman in front of him. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. She was okay. This woman lived. "I'm Ette. You're very welcome. It's nice to meet you, Miss...?"

Rose smiled at the relaxed woman. Kneeling down she smiled, "My names Rose." Looking up she saw Ette reply to her open question, "I'm Ette. You're very welcome. It's nice to meet you, Miss...?"

"Genevieve Smith. I'm a mechanic." She tried to put names to faces -- the medic was Ette, the girl was Rose, the brown-haired man was Quill and his orb was... Parker? Pierce? Something along those lines. She looked at the medic, who was now getting out bandages for her, and smiled gratefully. "Good to meet you all."

Glad the woman was opening up to them she smiled. "can you stand?" she asked knowing that they all shouldn't stick around for much longer.

Quill glanced around again. He had the strange feeling that they weren't alone here. "Peter scan for addintional life signs." The orb scanned the area around them and found nothing, that didn't help the feeling he had.

This is a distress call from the S.S Aurum broadcasting on all frequencies if anyone can hear this im stranded out here with no fuel if somebody could lend me a hand that would be great I seem to be near a ship or a space station of some kind. this message repeats.

Ette started wrapping the bandages around the woman's wounds. "You should be fine now. The wounds are pretty deep; they may scar." Ette bit his lip. "Sorry. It's very nice to meet you, too, Genevieve. I wish it was under different circumstances, though."

Ette looked up. He heard a distress signal coming faintly from the comms. He turned to the rest of the group, trying to gauge their expressions.

Quill heard the signal. "Hey anyone else here a faint distress signal?" He started back towards the pod, ready to get off of this place. He looked back towards the group waiting for them.

"Thanks. I can stand." Her wounds still stung from the disinfectant, but she did feel like she could get up. Using the wall for support, she got to her feet, reaching for her gun.

Genevieve heard a faint, grainy voice from one of the comms. It was repeating something -- she could make out the words distress and stranded; everything else sounded garbled and foreign to her. She looked at the rest of the group. "Yeah, I'm definitely hearing something..."

"Yes, actually." Ette started back towards the pod, following Quill. "There's a guy on who says he's right outside the station."

Hearing the distress signal as well as her group she entered the pod and waited for everyone to hop on. Flicking the comms button she contacted the traveller. "Returning to the traveller now, we have one additional member with us." She paused looking at the group, "Kyra," she asked her friend, "does your sensors read a signal of some description outside the station." Waiting for her friend to reply Rose began to exit the station with everyone onboard.

"Yeah Rose there seems to be an unidentified aircraft near the station. You can investigate if you wish but its your choice. You do have an injured on board but its your call."

"understood." She tilted her head back addressing Quill, Ette, Peter and Genevieve, "So... What should we do? Take Genevieve back to the traveller then advance of the signal or go straight there?" Wanting to hear the opinions of the others Rose kept the ship stable.

"That would be for the best. Genevieve can rest within the medical bay while we retrieve the other person. However, it depends on the severity of that person's situation. They said that they were stranded, right?" Ette spoke up.

Quill thought for a second. "Well Genevieve may need additional help so it might be smart to go back to the Traveller and then go investigate."

"I believe so... Did you hear anything about injuries?" She asked comparing their situation, "if they're not injured I guess we could take Genevieve back to the traveller and go to the aircraft?" She looked at the others, "what do you guise think?"

"No, the man only said that he was stranded with no fuel. I believe we have a short window of time to take Genevieve back to the traveller," Ette replied.