Miraculously, Rach'an was able to extinguish the fire just before the ship jumped, and by this point he wanted nothing more than to start throwing up.
However, that really wasn't a good idea, as he listened to the communications going through. Somewhere nearby him, something was going to blow up soon. He had two options: Run, or go and fix it. Despite his normal demeanor, one thing he could do quite well was fix a ship, although maybe not with the threat of the thing going boom, so he headed that way.
"Uh, Rach'an speaking. I'm heading towards thruster 2 now. How long do i have before this thing blows up?", Rach'an spoke into his Omni-tool, starting off at a pace far beyond your average run. "And, uh, some help would be nice too."
Amy hadn't expected the jolt, but at least they were safe. That apparently made up for the fact that she was on the ground, slowly rising and stumbling as she looked around, breathing a good sigh of relief.
The interior of the ship itself looked pretty decently beat up, although it held, thankfully. Amy slowly walked around, assisting whomever she could, for what it was worth.
"Doesn't look like we lost anyone, thank God, although alot of the crew looks beat," she said, now wandering slightly aimlessly. Finally, she came across a slightly famliar face. The Death Mask pretty much told her who it was.
"I've got GTL out near disembark.", she spoke once again into her Omni-Tool, kneeling down beside him. "Doctor Kring, can you get here soon, or should i see about getting him to the Med-Bay?"
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