(15:55:30) Vanix awoke from his nap feeling refreshed and ready to physically rip souls from their respective fleshy containers. Until he recalled that he was in Ray's ship, on a new alien world, off to find an Android and creepy gassbag. Oof. "Did I miss anything?" Pawing at his eyes, neck popping as he twisted and turned in ways that'd be problematic, to say the least, to a less flexible being.

(16:15:17) Raymond Zeznik was hunched over his console, eating some instant noodles form their container. As Vanix stirred and practically rolled around on the floor, his attention turned to the enkee. "Nice've you to join us," he joked, then looked out the cockpit windows. "Quakes stopped, visibility's pretty good as of a few minutes ago. You want to grab your ship, so we can find someplace better to set up base?"

(16:17:20) Tila-Tala: .There had been no changes other than the calming of the 'storm'. No more drums, no more horns, no voices crying out in tandem. The desert stretched out before them with towering mountains in the distance and the glistening formations of obsidian.

(16:27:56) Vanix responded to the greeting as any proper crewmate would; by sticking his nose in Ray's hair and huffing n' puffing to give him a improv mullet! "Certainly." On-world flying was a much different beast, one he could handle. And after his nap, he was feeling better, head clearer and stomach no longer churning. "Still no idea which direction they might've gone?" Already turning to head out, peeking momentarily at the newly stilled landscape. What were the odds there would be a ambush somewhere? Van, we've been over this. You, are, PARANOID.

(16:40:31) Raymond Zeznik had never had a crewmate do -that- before. "'ey, tryin' to eat here. An' nah- I assume in the direction we were headed, before the natives decided to show up." He shrugged, slurping down the rest of his noodles, then pushed himself up from his chair. "Can head further that way, if there's a good spot for it. Hell, if we're lucky, maybe we'll even run into them- or signs of 'em, without meeting up with our friends from earlier." He tossed his noodle bowl in the trash.