In the mist - LSF related

[kingvaillant]

The ship was slowly running out of O2 supplies. A grim situation since David hasn't yet found a way out of the system he was in. Scanners were still blind and communication devices where not captioning any signals. Ever since he woke up, he kept searching for any rescue parties while also looking out for an exit from the system.

A few days have passed since he awoke in this hellhole. Never charted, the system was a total mystery for the pilot. It seems that only Nomads knew about it. Ever since he woke up, they harassed him. Trying to push him to his limits, they were constantly talking about their desire to see David become some kind of servant of something. Every time he thought about what he was being told by the nomads, he was getting shivers down his spine. He didn't know the real motives of this harassment, but suspected the nomads to attempt to control him and use him to infiltrate the higher echelons of the government. Not a really enviable fate for any living being.

As the days have passed, rations and water were lacking. The ship was not outfitted to stay in space for so long. Avionics were starting to show signs of fatigue, they needed to be greased and checked. On the other side, the ship powercore was still in fine shape; with the solar panels, the engine was able to stay in an economical mode to prevent any undesirable waste of fuels.

With the constant treat around him in the system, David didn't sleep at all since he spoke with the nomad. Sure that they would attempt to ambush him while he was asleep, he didn't take a chance. In desperate situations, desperate solutions... Fatigue, hunger and thirst were slowly eroding him. Thinking rationally was even more difficult in these conditions. Also, with the O2 slowly lacking, he forced the ship inboard computer to distribute a quantity of air equivalent to be at 5000 meters above sea level. This would at least prevent suffocation.

Hours passed by, dancing between consciousness and unconsciousness, David was struggling to stay in the reality and not to fall asleep. Hunger and thirst were weakening him, making his fatigue more apparent. Suddenly, a bright light lighted up the ship's cockpit. Blinded by it, David covered his face with his hands...

Mr. Copperfield, we've been searching you for days. Thank god you're alive says the other pilot
David slowly moves toward the central ship console and press the comm link key.
Thank you for finding Mr... Ahum...Who are you?
Sorry, my name is Joseph Browning. Me and the two ships with me are civilians. The government is giving a huge sum of money to whoever finds you
Good to hear, bu...
Manage your energy director, we will drive you to a close installation in this system. We will fix your ship and heal you. interrupted Joseph.
Too tired to ask any questions David activated the ship remote command system.
Mr. Browning, my ship is now at your command
Alright, we will escoooooooooooo...
Voices became impossible to understand, the cockpit started to spin and David' legs stopped supporting him. He felt unconscious on the floor.

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Director of the Liberty Security Force: Fidelity, Bravery and Integrity

The Amundsen Zone-21 Restrictions