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Quickly moving around the room, she blew out the candles, and took care of the incense. Taking a deep breath, Ashara grabbed a bag placing Pavan's pistol in it and went down to the engine room. Poking her head into the engine room, she saw Simon hard at work. He didn't notice her, so she didn't bother saying hello. Setting the bag down, the blonde picked up where she left off on her Qigong routine.

They were running out of time. It was a strange pet peeve to have triggered at the moment, but he had always hated the feeling of people waiting on him. And such was the case now; they were waiting on him. Only now death was the punishment for being late. Rex was clung onto Letti and the two, relative to the shuttle, moved in random directions at the end of the line. Holding the rope behind Letti, he began to pull the two closer to the shuttle. As he pulled on the rope, he fed it into coils into his right hand, only getting about three feet each pull. The two still moved randomly at the end of the rope. Up, down, left and right they kept at a stable distance, slowly closing in. This was hard to notice as the rope itself flew about wildly in the free fall, though its apparent lack in weight helped in handling it. Rex kept a hand on the situation by sliding his left hand up and pulling it back. He could feel the rope starting to make an abrasion on his hands as he worked faster. It didn't matter to him though. He could feel his adrenaline running out, his rush slowly coming to an end. The pain in his shoulder made holding the rope harder and the bullet wound in his leg made him want to hold it. Now his hand stung with every length he pulled out of it.

Calculations were a way he had always kept his mind off of pain, or kept stress away. Seeing everything in a more planned, statistical view would tend to keep his mind busy. 'Judging from the distance to lake divided by speed minus the time it would take to stop the descent of the shuttle... maybe thirty seconds. About fifty feet of rope left, judging by the length of the arc, divided by three feet per each coil that's ~48=12x4=4x3x4=16 lengths of rope left, doing about one every second... We can make it!' he thought, confident in his on-the-spot calculations. This bit of hope was diminished as the air currents whipped the rope around and tightened two coils of rope, giving up five feet of extra rope. 16 seconds had been an optimistic viewpoint and Rex realized this, now knowing he had to move even faster and with more controller. The doctor's muscles flexed as he formed an iron grip on the rope and began feeding the rope once more.

The doctor kept pulling and the lake kept getting closer. He had sped up in his progress, though not by much. The move had been slow, but only ten feet of rope remained and he could feel the heat of the shuttle hitting him. His body ached, it screamed for him to stop. He couldn't see straight and red seemed to line the sides of his eyes. Everywhere hurt and the places that didn't tingled like they were numb. The wind gave a sudden gust sideways and slammed the two into the side of the shuttle and Rex had almost let go of the rope. Rex had caught the upper portion of the door during this time and pulled the two in. The two hit the floor, with the wind rushing outside of the open door of the shuttle and the doctor laid limp. They had, from what he had factored in earlier, roughly twenty seconds to stop the shuttle's descent. The doctor finally found the strength to place himself, laying down, an the opposite bulkhead of the shuttle and had let go of Letti. He was dazed, exhausted, injured and losing blood, though not a substantial rate. The metal sliver sticking out of his shoulder had very little blood trickling from it and the bullet wound had been field dressed, albeit being a poor bandage. The doctor man soon blacked out, barely able to maintain consciousness.

"Shut up," the woman snapped, knuckles white from the grip she had on the controls. The fact that the ship had not spiraled out of control from the change in cabin pressure had been nothing short of a miracle but there was still the issue of making up the altitude they had lost. Pavan was pulling back the controls but she knew that it was too late, the water below was approaching too quickly.