Reality collapsed in on the Swabbie in a moment of heart-wrenching, fear inducing cataclysm on his mentality; nothing in life could have prepared him to make such an on the spot decision. Yet, there was something, nagging him in the back of his mind, no it was forcing itself onto him and demanding that he choose the mountainous world of frost over the others. Eyes still clamped shut as his flat cap went flying off his head and onto the floor, the ship entering what felt like the thousandth roll; Swabbie couldn’t help but scream over the cries of panic from Lily and Tesla, while Garrus tried to remain calm.
Clear that the red headed, douche-bag of a pilot was in the most control of his emotions at this point; Swabbie didn’t want to fuck anything else up by ruining his concentration as they proceeded to plummet out of space, through an atmosphere and into whatever surface that they would have to deal with. At that point, Swabbie just let out a deep breath, keeping his hands gripped fiercely against the arm rests while he tentatively opened one eye to see them still spiraling almost completely out of control while Garrus got them closer in range to the three planets now below them. “Garrus, get us onto the Mountainous ice planet, the landing will be the softest in the snow; just try to pile drive us down the slope of a mountain or into a snow drift. It’s the best we can hope for.” Speaking clearly, the male immediately pushed his head back into the seat, grasping the seat as he heard Garrus’s response.
“Aye, Aye Captain; deploying landing gears and reverting central power to the atmospheric shield; we should come in way hotter than any natural landing, but it will be better than if I just let this sucker fall straight into the ground.” Garrus’s unnatural calm was soothing to the Swabbie, it felt like the man was going to take care of them to some degree; despite his earlier display of greed. While he didn’t believe that he had changed in any degree, the Swabbie did admire his sense of self-preservation over everything else. Made him think of a lab-rat working together with other animals just to save his own ass; it just made him seem all that much more untrustworthy, but he was the only person Swabbie could trust in this situation.
A sickening lurch hit his stomach; they were falling alright, heading straight down and already the heat from the atmosphere of Waquil was worming its way up his body; small beads of sweet beginning to pass over his skin slowly, running down into a slick puddle on his forearms and finger tips. Everything felt like it was on fire, he didn’t dare to open his eyes to watch; he knew outside of the ship was nothing but a flame of friction bursting up as the entered into the foreign atmosphere. No time to think, no time to breathe, no time to shout; it was there, they were breaching the surface now and all he could think of to do was clutch the armrests harder.
No sound, there was nothing for a moment, just the thought that they had died, that reentry had completely obliterated every fabric of their beings leaving them nothing but gelatinous puddles in the atmosphere, only to come crashing down as something akin to rain later. He didn’t dare to breathe, only sat there in silence, the infinite darkness of his world behind his eyelids suddenly vanishing as he opened his eyes. Life and Death hanging in the balance before him as he saw Garrus attempting to stabilize the ship while still in mid-barrel roll; the outside of the hull still glowing bright red as their descent through the atmosphere was about to end.
Yet, all Swabbie was really paying attention to was a world of dimly lit white below him; almost no light penetrating the surface as they spun. Time slowed down as he saw a massive forest spreading out just out of the corner of his eye; while some odd plants sprouted up from the ice and snow itself, seeming to thrive off of it like a tundra plant would back on him home. Gasping, sound returned crashing upon him like a wave, Tesla and Lily had stopped screaming, while Tesla was reciting something in her own language, Lily had proceeded to begin whimpering uncontrollably. Garrus meanwhile had only turned his head toward the Swabbie for an instant, noticing that his eyes were open before tilting his head back to the situation in front of him.
Alarms buzzing, the shrill cry of the electronic sirens continually screeching into their ears while the sound of the air rushing past them outside only further illustrated the point that they were going down; suddenly, the world became white once more, their nose dive leveling out as they came down onto the side of the mountain that had been the most notable portion for Garrus upon entry. Metal crunching and scramping against solid stone and ice met their ears, the landing gear being torn completely off the escape vessel as they began to slide furiously over the surface of the mountain; descending down the slope at a rate of speed few could track.
Friction and heat began to melt the ice away, leaving them with nothing but rocks to hammer away at them while the trail of water poured over them, causing an avalanche as they fell. A cloud of pure white snow raged down at them, turning into a raging river as it attempted to pummel them; sliding after them as their descent suddenly met a road block, a massive chunk of ice directly in their path.
No longer able to steer, Garrus’s finger tips merely clutched the wheel into a death grip, the coloration of his fingers disappearing as both he and the Swabbie’s clothing had already been saturated from the sweat that accumulated on entry. “Well Captain, it was an honor to serve you…I salute you and pray that our deaths might be swift.” As Garrus said this, he pulled back releasing the wheel completely, crossing himself once and bowing his head with his eyes closed; Swabbie meanwhile only rose an eyebrow at his display shaking his head before speaking.
“Shouldn’t pray to a God you don’t believe in Garrus, only going to give him more incentive to have whatever warden of your hell is shove a pitchfork up your ass with no lubrication.” Stating this as he already knew that Garrus had no real religious affiliation and merely dabbled from time to time; he knew that prayer was nothing more than a hollow attempt to please any celestial being out there before he passed away. The son of bitch was looking out for himself to the bitter end it seemed; as that thought rushed through his mind, the nose of the ship collided with the chunk of ice. Swabbie merely closed his eyes again at this point, waiting for a shard of it to pierce his heart or brain, but that didn’t come; instead, the piece of ice shattered in front of them, the bottom of the ship being lifted up and sent air borne leaving both Swabbie and Garrus screaming in shock as they started to drop once more.
“Grab the fucking wheel Garrus! Grab it and try to steer us!”
“What the hell do you think I’m trying to do!?” The pilot screamed back in response before they began to barrel roll down the side of the mountain once more, the slope bottoming out and running flat, but by this point they were already rolling once again. Metal screeched, the girls both screamed and the men followed suit as crunch after crunch responded out; ice shattering around them as craters were formed before finally it all stopped. Everything was silent, the ship now battered and far worse for the wear laid resting in the center of a field of vibrantly glowing flowers; where surprisingly little snow had stuck to the ground. Tendrils of smoke rose from the wreckage of their ship before the shot, left-side engine fell completely off of the ship; leaving only a smoking, flaming piece of metal laying on the ground.
“Oh…God, my head…” Swabbie groaned, fairly certain he had suffered a concussion, but was glad that he could at least move most of his body without much trouble. Glancing over ever thing, he was suddenly extremely thankful for all the safety equipment that they packed into these escape vehicles. Still, it didn’t occur to him that he was alive until he saw Garrus’s smug face patting himself down, then congratulate himself.
“I am the greatest pilot ever!” Garrus laughed loudly, arrogance seeping through his voice as the Swabbie stared at him with utter contempt before unbuckling himself, turning slowly and slugging the pilot as hard as he could directly onto his nose. Pulling back and shaking off his hand, as it now ached from the blow, he could noticed that there was blood staining them; looking back down, he was thankful to see it was from Garrus’s nose. “WHAT THE FUCK SWABBIE!?”
“That’s for being a bastard. Now stop your bitching and give me a damage report on the ship.” Stating this with a cold stare, the pilot merely rose his shoulders slowly and began to punch through some numbers into the onboard computer, which was always the most protected part of the ship, seeing as it controlled just about everything that kept everyone alive during flight. Garrus only stared at him with venom in his eyes before sneering lightly.
“Going to take some time for the system to register everything that just happened, we damn near overloaded it ‘CAPTAIN’. “ Swabbie only stared back for a moment, before popping his knuckles lightly, causing the pilot to flinch before looking it back over, quivering. “I’ll….let you know when its down configuring everything. Sorry.”
“You’re about useless to me right now Garrus…you’ll get respect when you have a ship you can fly; till then, you’re just another grunt like I used to be…only you never taught yourself how to fight or bothered to exercise.” Shooting Garrus a ‘I have you right where I want you grin,’ the Swabbie left the cock pit and looked in on the two women he had agreed to take in exchange for all of the money they currently had; Tesla was already out of her seat, having unstrapped herself and righted her clothing, she was hovering over Lily who had a laceration just above her eye brow that had been bleeding profusely moment before. From the looks of things, Tesla had removed a spare strip of clothing, which was barely none existent before and used it to clean up and put pressure on the stain. “Are you two alright?”
Swabbie’s voice was careful at this point, he didn’t try to make himself sound more masculine, nor did he bother to put on a show of over-caring, but it was clear that he was at least concerned about them. Lily’s green eyes caught hold of Swabbie’s own, blinking a few times before she blushed again and nodded slowly then pointed to Tesla. Her own voice, shy and withdraw from the moment as she fidgeted in her seat slowly. “The princess took care of me, it was just a cut…nothing serious…the bleeding should stop soon enough.” As soon as she had finished, Lily pulled her head away slowly, maneuvering in what Swabbie would have called an embarrassed fashion towards the emergency cabinet opening it slowly and pulling out a med-kit.
The white box with a red cross on it sat lightly in Lily’s hands as she opened it slowly and retrieving a few bandages and began to bind the wound to her skull slowly, her hands gingerly going about it. Before she could go any further though, the Swabbie was already kneeling beside her; grasping the bandages and doing them up for her. “Does it hurt when I apply pressure Lily?”
“Umm…a little.” She whispered softly, biting her lip as she noticed Tesla watching with interested eyes, measuring the pair up slowly before sauntering back to her seat to sit down.
“Swabbie! I’ve got a damage report for you. Most of the life support systems are still up, namely the gravity controls are up, the heat is slightly working which will make this place bearable if slightly uncomfortable and we’ve got enough power to last us for a week and a half. That’s the good news, bad news is…just about everything else is demolished; the engines are blown, we’re about out of fuel which has been spread across the ice and probably most of the atmosphere at this point. Our ability to take off is gone and we’re left with nothing more than a sitting pile of junk; if I had some parts I might be able to jerry rig the ship up enough to get us to Roshire, but the best bet here is to wait for a rescue or try to find something on this planet.” Sigh as he ended the statement, Garrus stood in the doorway of the cockpit, feet pressing up against one side while his back leaned against the other. “Still…these things aren’t really stocked with food, we forgot to grab that on our way out; so we’ll need that. I know there are some heavy coats stocked into the emergency cabinet along with a fire extinguisher and a velocity knife.”
Swabbie only looked up for a moment at Garrus, staring at him as the four of them looked at each other before all eyes fell upon him. “You’re the Captain now kid, do what you want, I’m not getting off the ship; the planet’s gravity is twice that of Earth’s and you’re the only one here that’s equipped to go out there; those boots of yours were designed to keep in a constant homeostasis at least where gravity is involved. So its pretty clear to me, you and Tesla are gonna be the only two that can go out there.”
Glancing back up, Swabbie could only raise an eyebrow in confusion at Garrus before looking back at Tesla. “Her? How can she go out there with the gravity being that high and it being that cold?” Tesla only giggled before answering before Garrus couldn’t.
“My species lives on a very……hostile planet at times; our bodies have evolved to shift our core temperature’s needs and disperse or focus the push of gravity onto our bodies so that we can survive nearly twenty times the current effect. Don’t worry about me dear, I can handle myself.” The red head giggled lightly again before looking back at Lily who had merely pulled her knees up to her chest and was hugging them before looking down at her feet.
“When you go out, I know a lot about preparing food and can cook just about anything you bring me and make it edible. So please, do what you need to do, I believe you can keep us alive Swabbie.” Glancing back at them for a moment, the Swabbie merely chuckled for a moment, shaking his head slowly as he picked up his flat cap from the cock pit and pulled it over his head quietly.
“I’ll do my best, but I’m not the Swabbie anymore. My name was always something no one ever wanted to use, something that just abandoned. To my parents, I was just son….to my teachers, I was just student 32A, to my co-workers, I was the Swabbie and to everyone else I was a nobody, a waste of space. So I’ll discard my name and keep living on like that, but I’m not the Swabbie or the Janitor…I’m the Captain now.” Chuckling before turning around at his little bit, he merely threw up his shoulders, grabbing the heavy coat and heat long johns out of the emergency closet before tossing the other pair to Tesla.
“Put um on, I’d feel better if you didn’t have so much flesh exposed out in the cold.”
“Yes sir, Captain.” Tesla replied with a slightly sultry voice, a smirk coming across her features as she tore off the ribbon of red fabric that had been barely hiding her naked form from the rest of them. Standing there completely in the buff, she looked over the Captain with a small smile, almost asking if he liked what he saw and he had to admit he did. Her red hair falling down straight in some place with a few curls here and there wrapped around her shoulders, while her slightly pointed ears graced her elegant face with the solid black orbs of her eyes staring towards him.
All of that being accented by her, I don’t give a shit grin, as Lily, Garrus and the Captain stared at her naked body; she was tone and fit, with not a single imperfection of her form distracting away from her beauty; her breasts, which the Captain could now tell to be slightly larger than C-cups were not only well formed, almost perfectly round, but were slightly perky, pointing upward as the nipples on the breasts poked outwards weakly, a point she didn’t fail to expose. Strong, yet thin arms danced around in a sort of angelic grace as she pulled the long-johns that Captain gave to her own seductively, wiggling her hips as her plump ass stretched the fabric out slightly, making it so he could see the pink of her pussy lips through the fabric as she bent over to tug the last of it up.
Both his and Garrus’s jaws dropped at that point, the two men looking at each other just to verify it was really happening before she finished tugging up the long-johns with a bounce of her tits and ass; leaving her looking like a smug kitten. Soon a pair of heavily padded black snow pants were yanked up over them as well, but not before she gave the group a show that would have made a stripper blush. Her ass bobbing downwards, nearly touching the ground as she wiggled it in anticipation before pulling them upward, in a sort of reverse strip tease. Captain would swear that he had never thought that someone putting clothes on could be so sexy.
Rolling on a pair of socks and placing on some boots, she strutted forward towards the Captain, pressing a finger against his chest, now hidden squarely behind his heavy brown coat before running it down the puffy fabric. “You sure you don’t want me to just go out there like this?” She cooed to him, whispering into her ear as she brought one of his hands up to her side, aiming it for her breast before the man formerly known as Swabbie pulled back slowly.
“As much as I would love to watch you bounce around without your top on…I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to put on the shirt and the coat.” Turning his head away to resist any temptation to do otherwise, Tesla shot him a pout before doing as he commanded without any tease this time.
“All done Captain, so what are we doing?”
