Degasi Voice Log #3 - Aftermath

MARGUERIT You see, Chief? You brought us to this sodden planet. Told us we'd see a lush payday. Now what do we got, some 6 weeks later? A dead crew. A habitat that's half buried. Food washed away.

PAUL I suppose the executive decisions would be better left to someone with your extensive experience of hitting people in the face?

MARGUERIT I know enough not to take unscheduled detours to uncharted planets. That's something you don't want to learn the hard way.

PAUL Easy to judge my decisions in hindsight. Harder to come up with a plan of your own.

MARGUERIT Got one already. We take what we can carry and hunker down in a cave somewhere. I scouted a site. Couple hundred meters deep. Lots of metal deposits.

PAUL How do you imagine we'd live?

MARGUERIT With ready access to building materials? Like damn queens. Couple of water filters, a bioreactor, fresh fish... But Chief, we'll eat seaweed salad and drink our own urine if that's what it takes. All that matters is: do you got something better?

PAUL Send the coordinates to my PDA. I'll review your proposal.