Alioth- the beginning

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.

"I can go with you; it'll save some time. I won't be of much help, though," Genevieve said, biting her lip. "It's probably best not to waste time going back to your ship, if their situation is urgent. I don't know. Your call." She hated holding them back like this. Fiddling awkwardly with her gun, a thought occurred to her, and she spoke up again: "The stranded ship might be drifting, if their engines cut short too suddenly. We don't want to lose them."

"Genevieve, may I see your wounds again?" Ette asked.

((Sorry!!))

"Um, sure." Grimacing, she pulled back one of the bandages on her arm, revealing a deep, red gash. "Couple more like that on my arms and legs. Something might be a bit wrong with my shoulder -- hurts a bit -- but my head feels clear enough."

Genevieve looked at Ette, leaving the bandage off so he could look at it. "Really. I think I'll be okay."

(What for?)

"They seem to be clear and the infection doesn't look as bad as I remembered it. If you're sure that you'll be fine, then we'll go get the stranded person first, then go back to the traveller," Ette looked at the injury, examining it closely. He slowly redid the bandages on Genevieve's arm and let go of it.

"Alright guys we better head out now, I got the feeling that someone is watching us." Quill took another look around, holding his pistol up with both hands, ready to fire in case something came out at them.