> SUPPLY LEVELS
> RATIONS
> FOOD 99 DAYS
> WATER 99 DAYS
> SHIP
> FUEL 99 DAYS
> COOLANT 99 DAYS
> POWER 99 DAYS
> FUNDS
> CREDITS 1287
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We've finally been able to save up enough credits
to make sure we have everything on the ship topped
up. I mean that quite literally; we've filled up
every single supply container on the MARAUDER that
we could find.
As I write this, our crew is striking out for the next
closest planet. Dwarf-67A doesn't have the type of
doctors that we need to go to to obtain a prosthesis
for SASHA. A nearby planet does, though. We've been
told by the locals that it's called Dwarf-67B.
Very creative naming, I know.
If we keep a steady pace, we should be able to
arrive at Dwarf-67B within 12 rotations or so. This
should be plenty of time for the lot of us to get
some well-needed rest. We have all been working
our asses off with the exception of SASHA. He has
been on bedrest for the most part, for obvious reasons.
Much to his chagrin. It's been paying off though, and
he's been healing at a good pace. His lack of shits
given about his health is more than a little
concerning, but we have more pressing issues to
handle than that right now.
But hey, at least we have money now, right?
It'll take most of what we have to pay for a custom
prosthesis, but it's not like we have a choice.
And it's for SASHA. Any price is worth it for him.
