Ulrich Leland. Location: Hell if I know.
"Shouldn't we have left the planet rather than flying along it?"
Cam eyes on infrared! Curse the pilot! Get out and inspect damage done to the shuttle. Is it even theoretically repairable?
Help pilot out if he can't get out by himself.
And QEC! Does it work now any better?
The shuttle is smashed. Most of the rocket pods are destroyed or straight up missing, torn from their housing.
You boot up the QEC. A message pops up instantly.
Watch. There is no turning away from what has been done, just as from what will be done. Just don't expose own unsuited self unnecessarily.
Have the camera & sensors suite record the orgy of improbable and impossible raging outside. For Science...
Mistress...
After this landing, I don't think the shuttle quite has the capability to lift again. Not that there is no use in checking the extent of damage to the shuttle, though.
Someone, check the damage to stasis pods. If we live, we might need those more than anything else.
((Since Konrad is inside the shuttle cockpit, and it's quite cramped there, I'm assuming he left the camera'n'stuff with the team in the passenger compartment.))
Edit: Note: Neither I nor the camera are poking outside the shuttle. Do all the observation from inside, for whatever little protection it would offer.
You sit in the shuttle and record, ignoring your leg.
"You know, nobody told me what happened while I was out yet. And just for the record, I'm getting real sick of this xeno bullshit happening every other day. I'd throw my hands up in disgust, but...yeah."
See if I can move my limbs yet. If not, try to regain control fo my body.
You can move now, at least enough to walk and stand.
Stick nead out of hatch to establish perimeter
The parimeter is...it was a plain before you got here. Not it's smoldering grass, a gash where the ship crashed, a sky of impossible colors and an explosion that is rapidly shifting from black to white and black again, twisting into all sorts of geometric shapes in a way the completely ignores physics. You don't see anyone around. The closest thing that isn't grass is a tree line a mile off.
Lower strain on the shuttle as best I can while maintaining ability to escape, reroute energy from non-essential components and around damaged parts to maintain power
You shut down everything but the internal components, but the ship is far too damaged to fly again.
The explosion continues in the distance, seeming to grow and contract and grow again as though it were breathing. As you watch, distant black things begin to rise out of the reality twisting flames. They look like rods; but judging from the distance you are from them, they must be miles wide. They seem to be completely ignoring the blast.