<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/jpTeYz1.jpg?1)</div><br/>Tannie shivered... she'd been shivering forever it seemed. Somehow jacking with the oxygenation system she had managed to mess up the temperature controls too, so not only was the O<sub>2</sub>stuck at somewhere near the concentration of being at 8500m above sea level, but the temperature wasn't that far off either. She had her thinsuit on, thermal gloves, the helmet, the whole nine yards and four hyperthermic rescue blankets wrapped around her. She'd been cursing the Department of Procurement for the past three days and there was a special power pack for her DL-18 that she wanted to empty into the department Director's posterior. The crate of 'mixed' ration packs that she had grabbed was in fact nothing but the accursed 'zaget with meat bulbs'. Eating the frakking things morning noon and night for the last week had made her despise that particular dish.<br/><br/>If she got out of this stinking mess she was going to kiss the first person she saw and swear undying love for them forever just to get warm and something to eat other than zaget. Just then the life support monitors started warbling and chirping madly, lights and gauges flashing and blinking. Tannie didn't even have the energy to move the meter to see what was going on, she knew that LS had failed and she was going to die. 'Stang, I'm going to die, I know it. I know there's no saving me, not anymore, it's too late. Fine, come and get me death. I'm not afraid, not anymore. Just be quick about it, I don't have all the time in the galaxy.' she thought to herself as Diogi gave her a verbal alert about the emergency, "Life support system failed...terminal condition imminent..."<br/><br/>Tannie closed her eyes in preparation of her demise, chattering out a<strong>"Th-Th-Thanks..."</strong>to her droid while she waited for death.