Snippet #2603701

Trip slowly pulled himself up, being careful not to rip open the stitches on his side. He leaned on the console and looked at Stella. "Well if a strange ship crash landed on your planet, wouldn't you be a little hostile?" Trip said softly. He slowly moved over to the equipment he managed to find that was undamaged. He grabbed a box and opened it, revealing his armor. Slowly Trip began placing pieces together to make it easier to carry. His black Crystallian staff weapon was leaning against the wall. He grabbed another bag and began filling it up with supplies. "We should wait until night fall and then escape. Since we're in a desert, we should only move at night, it would save supplies. Rest during the day. I'm estimating it would take 1 month to reach the other ship. Not to mention Stella, I don't recognize anything in this system. The computer didn't either. We will find a way home, don't worry." Trip said as he finished up his kits and set them aside.

Once his stuff was set to the side, Trip started walking down to his quarters. He wasn't sure how bad the radiation and sun was on this planet and wasn't going to take any chances. Once he pried open the door, Trip climbed through and began looking for his contacts. While in his search, he found a photo of Laya, and all of his parents' notes from their archeaology digs. It didn't take too long for Trip to find his contacts and put them in his eyes. The contacts caused his eyes to trun from their normal violet color to being green. They were specifically designed to protect the sensitive eyes of Crystallians, like his.