My systems reboot and I am met with the sight of blinding whiteness and the deathly chill of winter.
I see Iaco laying next to me finishing unrolling and adhering the nanite tape to my injuries. I take in my surroundings immediately. Iaco is very close to death, and so am I. Zygarians are baring down on us. He says something unintelligible to me like “We’re all dead. Kill them.”
My programming kicks in. I grab the discarded blaster rifle beside me and snap it up into position as one of the parka boys comes into view. I squeeze the trigger and feel the slight recoil as the energy bolt is released and shoots across the snow. The bolt fizzles in his chest as he slowly crumples to lie dying in the snow.
Just then, another zygarian creeps over the top of one of the domes. He shoots Iaco in the back as he is trying to run away. I do believe that I felt a bit of anger towards him. I swing the rifle a few inches up and to the left and release another bolt. It hits him squarely and he folds over to slide head first down the dome.
The sound of repulser engines is coming closer. It doesn’t sound like the Krayt Fang, so I assume the worst. I grab Iaco by the collar and drag him through the snow back the way I had came. I see that Sirahn and Shorbecca are laying still in the snow. I take in the scene. Sirahn had made is way towards the wookie, a stimpack in his hand, reaching out towards him. I grab it and jab it into Shorbecca and he quickly comes to. I tell him we are leaving. He doesn’t say a word. He throws the sluissi over his shoulder and we hustle out into wastes.
Back aboard the ship, I take us off planet while our comrads have their wounds bound. The friction of the atmosphere over the hull of the ship heats up our systems and washes away the chill of that Icy Hell.
Once in space, I take us out into hiding so that we can recover.