Syan Forossa
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Red lights flashed before his eyes. It made his head spin even more than it already did. With one of his razorsharp claws, Syan cut through the seatbelts of his co-pilot seat. It surprised him that they managed to land without blowing the ship up. Well, if it could be called a landing. The two Jedi were on their way to the Christoph system to settle a dispute between the government and a rebel movement, until they got hit by may the force know what, which resulted in quite the effort to prevent their ship from crashing hard enough to blow up.
Syan glanced at his ally before he pulled himself out of his seat and moved to the small lockers located right behind the cockpit. He wasn't an expert at recognizing injuries, but he understood that as long as Alek moved, the man wasn't dead. "I don't know how we did that, but thank the force we survived.." The cathar knight opened some of the lockers with the intention to inspect the emergency equipment. It seemed to consist out of more than the usual. The things he recognized immediately were the flare gun with three flares, the two flashlights, a first aid kit and some cooking utensils.
"Perhaps we should start looking for help. I don't think we can repair the ship in it's current state." Syan didn't want to go outside, but it really seemed like their only option.
@Alek Varsan