Well, the welding I did last night went pretty well. I'm not able to personally tell anymore on what time it is, aside from the clock on my tablet. And I'm sure glad that I can charge said tablet entirely off of my own abilities.
Now then. I'm getting a bit distracted. Aside from welding the place back together using nothing but telekinesis to create enough friction to heat things up, there's also the problem of establishing communications with a ground base. I can already communicate using my tablet, but they wouldn't be able to pinpoint my location, which means that the portal would very likely open again in the middle of nowhere.
Delmar's awake as well. He's been looking into the various consoles and controls available, and I'm pretty sure that he's already got a bit of functionality going.
Hey, Gadget. You okay?
Yeah, why?
Just wondering. Do you have any way to create some sort of tracking beacon for us to map the portal to? We kinda need to send you guys food and stuff still.
I guess. I'll tell Delmar.
Okay. Also, it's gonna be much easier if we send a shuttle up to dock at the station and bring you back, since creating the portal again might result in an even worse outcome than last time.
Like?
Like as in you don't travel fast enough before it collapses, and you end up getting cleanly sheared in half.
Ouch. Yeah, how long would the shuttle take, anyways?
Erm... we don't have the funding to build our own shuttle, but we can probably send you a commercial SpaceLiner rocket.
SpaceLiner?
Yeah, they're a small-scale space tourism company nearby that rents out their shuttles when no-one else is using them. The rockets they use have hydrogen fuel cells, too, so you don't have to worry about fuel explosions.
Ahem. Hydrogen.
Oh yeah. Right. One of the volatile elements out there.
Just tell me how long it'll take for them to get up here.
I'm not entirely sure. From the looks of it, they've already got a backlog of touring sessions. It's probably gonna be a few weeks.
Fine. Just make sure we don't die up here.