<div align="center"><strong>Lena Marani : Landing : speaking with the Captain</strong></div><br/>She started pounding on the door, trying to get it to open, her hands starting to bruise up from the impacts.  When it was opened, bright sunlight hit the survivors, forcing Lena to shield her eyes with her now injured hand.<br/><br/>"Oh am I happy to see you Captain."<br/><br/>Climbing out of the shuttle, she managed to only burn herself once on the thigh, but stayed for the most part in one piece.<br/><br/>"Food rations?  Yes I think I might have some on me, and there should be more inside the shuttle.  When her feet hit sand she wearily allowed herself to drop to the floor in exhaustion.  Pulling off her bag, she rustles around inside for a bit before bringing out a few packages of dehydrated carrot soy paste, some flavored with carrot, orange, or star fruit.  Than pulling out a few packages of water out, she hands them to the Captain, tearing into one of the waters to quench the annoying dry feeling in the back of her throat.  Her race was so easily susceptible to dehydration that she had gotten in the habit of carrying around water wherever she went.