~SCRIPT SECTION XXX - seven hours post collision- START~
Though it might not feel like dirt I'm told
More like crushed glass perhaps
But in the circumstances
I'll not be detaching my gauntlets to find out
Grateful that the asteroid did not kill us all
Only what senior staff has stated are:
"Acceptable losses"
I myself would like to hear what the captain might opine on the matter
From two hundred feet within the floating rock that has merged with us
He wouldn't hear me ask
And I'd not hear him answer
I'm beholden to a deity no doubt
For the fact that the ship did not blow apart
This being the first observation of massive object merger that has been recorded
When done in controlled experiments
The fold craft emerged upon an existing object with great force
Such that the only measurements taken were from one hundred kilometers away
Nope
I am much obliged that we are still here
However adrift in a vast emptiness we may be
Three out of five reaction engines are still operational
Food stores were untouched
Life support can be maintained now after some repairs
Yep
I am certainly appreciative for this chance to sit here
Wherever here is
For the four months it will take to go through our supplies
With us gone
That will leave the two thousand or so people on Venus
Who in turn have projected survival being a negative prospect after another eighteen months without Earth there to send crucial supplies
I release my hold upon the jagged ended tube I was holding on to
Letting inertia slowly tug my body out to the end of the seven meter tether
There I hung for awhile
Feeling bloody sorry for my species
Perhaps the Galaxy will give thanks when we are gone
~END SECTION DRAMATIZATION~
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