All at Once
Cruising altitude: 18 km
Wind speed: 13 knots
Engine status: Maintenance required
Shyriyn carefully angled the ship to bank to the left.
Engine status: Maintenance required
Something in the gears screeched a protest and the steering shook violently.
Shyriyn flipped a few switches, but couldn't regain control of the craft.
Navigation systems: Offline
Steering: Offline
Stabilizers: Offline
Shyriyn radioed to the ground operators. No one knew what to do- How do you get control of a low atmosphere craft in flight?
The craft was hurtling towards the ground, overheating engines leaving a trail of black smoke.
Engine status: Maintenance required
Warning: Engine coolant system offline
Shyriyn fiddled with a few more switches, trying to get the engines to fire enough so he could level out and miss the buildings.
Warning-
The craft exploded. Debris and fire rained down on the airfield. A few of the braver men scrambled up and down the field, looking for the pilot.
Shyriyn, barely alive, impaled by a chunk of what might have been the navigation console, missing a leg, most of a arm, his head sheared open and his brain on display.
"Medic! We need a medic!"
Patient status: Alive
Patient status: Undergoing surgery
The medics were removing the debris from the head wound, custom cybernetics being haphazardly put together with anything that could be spared to patch the hole in Shyriyn's head.
Patient status: Coding
"Clear!"
Patient status: Alive
Shyriyn didn't know when he awoke. Blissful unconsciousness gave way to painful reality between heartbeats.
It was painful, a full body ache, but worst around his torso and the back of his head. He wanted to touch, to see what hurt, but his arms were so heavy. He tried to sit up but the pain spiked and he keened.
Patient status: Conscious
Patient status: In recovery
