Serenity Cove, Tuesday night
There are better ways to return, and Aeryn knows it even as she sets the Prowler down on the beach. The landing's a little rough, but it's not enough to damage anything and really, she's lucky she didn't crash entirely. She'll blame bad lighting.
She shuts everything down, taking a minute to breathe, to check to make sure the bleeding's still stopped, and unstraps herself from her crash restraints. The canopy opens and it's the first fresh air Aeryn's breathed in days. Normally she doesn't miss it. Right now it's a relief.
It hurts to turn around and grab her bag from the back, but she's not going to leave it here. It hurts more to drop it out the side of the ship and climb out after it, anyway. She sticks it out to pick up the bag again and heft it over her shoulder. She doesn't want to leave the Prowler here unguarded, but she doesn't really have a choice at the moment. It'll be fine until morning.
She's had enough time to figure out where she should go, and sets off for her destination.
She shuts everything down, taking a minute to breathe, to check to make sure the bleeding's still stopped, and unstraps herself from her crash restraints. The canopy opens and it's the first fresh air Aeryn's breathed in days. Normally she doesn't miss it. Right now it's a relief.
It hurts to turn around and grab her bag from the back, but she's not going to leave it here. It hurts more to drop it out the side of the ship and climb out after it, anyway. She sticks it out to pick up the bag again and heft it over her shoulder. She doesn't want to leave the Prowler here unguarded, but she doesn't really have a choice at the moment. It'll be fine until morning.
She's had enough time to figure out where she should go, and sets off for her destination.