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Rune and Dmitri. 1/2 by Sammy Suzuhara
SUMMARY: This is part of a short story about two combat pilots stranded in space after a surprise attack on their ship. Please give some feedback on whether the characters work or anything else that may help. Thanks!I made some dramatic changes!
Rune and Dmitri
A sharp pain chewed at the back of Rune's head. She clenched her jaw, releasing a soft groan. Licking her dry lips, she tasted blood. Her eyes opened wide and her hand flew to the cut below her nose. Rune held her breath.
The stars beaming across the wide window of her spacecraft resurrected her memories of the accident.
We made it out alive, she thought. Rune's eyes jumped to her partner.
"Dmitri...Dmitri are you all right?" she called out.
He did not respond.
The control deck's main lights flickered on and off. The internal damage she surveyed made Rune's heart race. The roof of their ship owned little of its metal plating, the control counsel was smashed with colorful wires spewing out, and the co-pilot's wheel dangled from its wires and hold. Both the communicator and radar screens appeared broken. Rune jiggled the weapons' sticks. They fell apart.
She reached over to Dmitri and shook his shoulder. Her forehead creased as she examined the blood streaming down her partner's face. Rune trembled.
No. He can't be dead.
"Dmitri, please wake up! You can't leave me alone here, you hear! Wake up!"
She tried moving closer to Dmitri, but her seatbelt held her back. Her fingers fumbled to unlock herself. The safety clasp refused to budge. It was broken. Fear choked her. She grabbed tightly unto Dmitri's black jacket.
"Please," Rune whispered. "Please wake up. Please, wake up now.
Silence answered her.
Tears welled up in Rune's eyes as she cried softly.
"I can't believe you're crying like that for me. I wasn't sure you liked me that much," Dmitri's voice said.
Rune's head spun to his direction.
"Dmitri! You're alive? Don't scare me like that!"
Dmitri chuckled. He scratched the back of his head.
"Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to take a longer nap, but you were making too much noise."
Rune snatched her hand away from his shoulder. She crossed her arms, turning her head away.
"I keep forgetting how annoying you can be."
Dmitri said nothing. He combed a hand through his black shoulder length hair. Using the sleeve of his arm, he wiped the blood off his face.
"Are you feeling okay?" Rune asked him.
"Yeah...it's not deep," Dmitri answered. "How about you? Can you move all right?
"I'm good, but my seatbelt's broken."
"Along with about everything else in here. At least it seems that the pro-gravity is working," Dmitri noted, looking around their craft. "Let's see if I can help you out."
He worked on his belt. Rune sighed with relief when he unclasped it. Wobbling a bit toward her, he took out the knife from his back pocket. He sawed the sharp edge against the seatbelt's leather flap, releasing Rune.
"Are you sure that you're okay?" Rune asked Dmitri again.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Let's check out the specs. We need to know our situation."
"Right," Rune agreed.
They both busied themselves over their control console.
"Dead. Everything's dead," Dmitri said, furrowing his brow. He tried all the start up controls of the ship, but their aircraft made not a single sound.