Permafrost

[Spectre]

Distance to nearest station: 3 m (approx) - Outpost Zacharii
Distance to nearest celestial body: 2 Mkm (approx) - Charted Tau-26

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A Light at the End

Outpost Zacharii, Tau-26
May 19st, 827 A.S. - 18:67 SST

The adapted hulk of the station Vex had found herself on, or really trapped on, seemed to keep holding up. The pounding from the star's solar wind made any form of communication impossible, but at least the sights were nice. What put her off, however, remained the unusually friendly droids that kept waltzing around the place. Vex had no disdain for them, her own ship being essentially one massive droid, but their attitude towards a person they'd never encountered before was offputting to her.

She did encounter a welcome oddity, though, in the form of the bar holding host to actual drinks instead of motor oil and motor oil accessories. Much about the station actually seemed unusually welcoming, considering the similarities to many constructs of the Gammu AI in places, connections she hadn't had since she was last in the presence of an Auxesian.

Whilst sat at one of the booths, however, she glanced over towards the entrance to the bar, her eyes beholding a glimmer of hope. Kryn, still in the same outfit she was clad in back on the Montu, with nary a scratch on her body.
"Kryn!"
Vex sat back, bewildered. She couldn't believe the sight before her eyes. Despite a slight split of light on Kryn's jacket, her friend seemed no worse for wear.

"Vex."

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Thirty-seven crew down, fifty to go. The ship remained a mess, the air beyond bone-chilling, though the reactor remained a beacon of warmth in a desolate cavern of frozen halls and wires, the ship's VI remaining on its cyclical pattern of integration.
The crew were just going to need to wait their turn.

However long that may take.