Wasn't able to uplift people quickly enough and who knows how long the passenger lounges will be able to hold, so ended up skipping over to the nearest (unexploded station) to blow my savings on a Beluga. Thing handles like four Kraits duct-taped together.
Submitting this for #PWaffWednesday not so much because it’s pink, but because since accidentally staring into it earlier now everything I see is pink. Also my eyes smell like toast - is that bad?
I wish I could say that this was a planned shot of an enigmatic pilot as he prepared to brave new grounds, but actually I had to stop off on this moon to do some external repairs to the WC filtration system and this is me realizing I've left the camera drone behind.
The entire rear section of the station on burning - how did this happen? We’re quite literally on the other side of the bubble from the Thargoids...unless something big changed while I was comatose.