Cara Riesling - 17 hours until impact
Cara and Raygo had been continuing through the seemingly endless halls when the automated voice started its loop again on the PA system.
"Extra escape pods...Decks 15, 16, and 17...."
"Wait." Cara said, stopping, "Escape pods? That's where we should go!"
"What about Valyria?" Raygo asked, his voice still hoarse from the gas.
"She's hearing this too. I'm sure she has the same idea."
Raygo furrowed his brow.
"We left her stranded in a sewer."
"She has her plants."
"A sewer where her plants can't grow."
Cara blinked, flustered.
"We've already lost almost half of our time. Our priority should be to find a way out."
"What happened to 'going together'?"
Cara stiffened, taken aback.
"You heard that?"
"I heard enough." he shot back, pausing, "I didn't expect you to be like this."
"You're all nice and innocent on the outside, but when it comes down to it you just care about saving your own ass."
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"Well, for the record, I didn't expect you to be like this either."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You think that just because I'm mousey you can be as much of a dick as you want."
"Would you ever treat Valyria like this?" Cara hissed, "Knowing that she would beat the crap out of you?"
"Well I..." he started, searching for words.
"Exactly. You may think I'm a pathetic, stupid blonde but, believe it or not, I still don't need you passing your moral judgements on me."
"At least I'm not a hypocrite."
Cara narrowed her eyes and started walking angrily down the hall.
She could hear Raygo following, far enough behind that they didn't have to make eye contact.
"I'm going to find the escape pods." she said finally, not turning back, "You can do whatever you want."
After a few minutes her temper began to settle and her steps became less and less agitated.
"Look..." Raygo started awkwardly, "I didn't...um..."
Cara stopped abruptly, cocking her head to the side.
Raygo went silent, surprised.
She started to back up, grabbing Raygo's hand and pulling him into the room closest to them.
"Uh..." he started, confused.
Cara covered his mouth, listening.
PATROL BOT 3R9O COMPLETING ROUTINE CHECKS. FOR LAUNDRY OR DRY CLEANING, PLEASE FIND A HOUSEKEEPING BOT.
There was the squeaking sound of wheels as the robot rolled down the hall, moving towards the room they were in.
Cara pushed Raygo against the wall as it stopped by the door, holding her breath.
After what seemed like forever it rolled past, turning into another hallway.
"Sorry." Cara muttered, "I didn't want to deal with any more lasers."
They both simultaneously realized their proximity and Cara moved away, flushing.
She occupied herself in exploring the room, finding it to be what looked like compact living quarters. There was a bunkbed, a counter area that was probably a kitchen and an attached bathroom.
They were in the residential sector of the station. Every room they had passed was probably identical to the one they were in.
It looked neat. Almost too neat.
Cara stepped into the bathroom, taking the opportunity to wash some of the grime off of her face and to relieve herself. The sink ran slowly, probably as a result of the systems being shut down.
She went back into the main room, tearing one of the bedsheets into strips and starting the process of rebinding her wound as Raygo used the bathroom.
The bleeding had slowed to a steady ooze, but it was obvious it needed medical attention.
Cara wound the fabric around, trying to pull it tight with her free hand.
"Here, let me help with that."
Raygo walked over, taking the makeshift bandage from her and starting to carefully wrap it around her upper arm.
Cara winced and he gave her a worried look, continuing slowly.
"Sorry." he blurted, "That...probably hurt."
There were a few awkward moments of silence before he continued.
"About what I said...I...um...wasn't thinking properly. If it counts for anything...I'm sorry."
"I said my fair share of stupid things." Cara sighed, "I'm...sorry too."
"I just...I didn't want to feel like I was leaving someone behind." Raygo replied, his green eyes flashing, "Like I could do something to help Valyria, but I didn't."
"I know..." Cara agreed, "For the short amount of time I've known her, I care about her too. But...the longer we spend in this place, the more likely..."
She shut her eyes and sighed.
"I don't want to die here, Raygo. I...I want to know what it's like to live. Is that selfish?"