Farql awoke, he did not know how long he had been asleep. the pain from his feet and hand had vanished, although the pain in his chest had lessened somewhat, it still remained. And he had an odd sensation in his legs and his hand that had replaced the pain. he focused on the sensation in his feet, and shot out of the debris. when he sat up, he went to rub his head with his left hand, and, instead felt a sharp pain when a gun hit him. "What the Fuck!?" Farql stared at his... gun? he could see where the flesh had merged into the gun. He wondered if the gun was  still in working order. he pointed it at the debris and thought about shooting the gun. The gun worked perfectly, a charge shot out and melted some of the steel. Farql shut down the gun to save power, then moved to inspect his feet. they looked fine from the top, but when he moved to look at the bottom he could see that the the bottom had been replaced by the emmiters on the bottom of anti-grav lifts. he knew they worked, they had moved him out of the debris. He pulled open his shirt and looked with amazement, he could see a shield emitter from his ships hull. he would inspect that later. he managed to get up and walk to an intact window. "Thank god" Farql could see the Bismarck. It looked powered down. But at least the warp core had not gone critical. he started towards the mess hall, following signs in the station. with any luck there would be some food there.