Loren sighed, they were down now, on Earth. As she left her pod she started to breathe a bit more heavily, stumbling and finally ending up on the ground. She had barfed a couple of times, unused to the air here. Others seemingly didn't take an effect to it, maybe what she had done in the past caused this reaction. No matter, after a few minutes she was up and walking, looking around at the others and sighing as someone screamed of how they didn't murder. So they were already down to ninety-nine, just amazing.

Kenny grumbled many cuss words when he saw that the systems were all destroyed and wrecked. A few beeps from a machine to the side were all that remained. He sighed, calming himself down. He turned around, left the room and went back to the seats, where he saw a dead boy. "Of course one of us dies before we even this leave this stupid shuttle. For fucks sake..." Quite clearly, he wasn't exactly happy about any of this. Near the dead boy was a girl saying "I didn't do it" Over and over again. Kenny just shook his head and looked for an exit from the shuttle.

Claudette took her first step onto the grass, her momentary happiness was quickly ruined by the first dead person among the group. The girl whipped her head around and saw the bloody mess, a girl appeared to be mumbling right in front of the body.

"I didn't do it..." The girl repeated over and over as if she were satanically chanting.

"Oh boy." She cringed at the sight almost having the need to throw up, but Claudette kept that feeling in. "Hey..." She murmured, "Shouldn't we help her or something? And maybe get the body out of the ship?" The girl who was mumbling did look slightly dangerous to her.

"Holy shit..."

Solstice had heard a scream. Turning to look behind him the blond soon caught sight of the mission's first victim.

Scrambling to free himself of his restraints Sol quickly stood, body already angled towards the suffering boy. Suddenly, an arm shot out in front of him, stopping him completely.

"He's already dead...he- he can't be saved."

Equinox's gaze was downcast, his lone eye reflecting a hundred different emotions. The shorter boy bit his lip. "We have to go."

Solstice turned to watch the dying boy one more time. A girl rocked continuously beside him, whispering distraught, frenzied words.

Fuck, this wasn't a good start.

"Where's the exit?"

"Over there," Equinox replied, inclining his head to a place behind him. "The others were able to pry the shuttle hatch open. We can leave now."

Solstice nodded. "Yeah...I wanna get out of here before shit really hits the fan."

Anders slowly slipped back into consciousness. His body had relaxed after passing out so he had sustained no further damage from the landing. However he was still in a bad way. His head was still ringing from the blow it had taken earlier. Disorientated from the pain he fumbled with his partially done up seat restraints, struggling for a moment, before finally unclasping it. Now free he struggle to his feet and clasped one hand to his forehead. The blood had stopped flowing and was drying. The majority of his face was caked in it.
Pull it together Eugene.
Anders took a moment to clear his head.
He surveyed the scene. Some of the others had found a way out. Others were nursing their own wounds. One girl stood babbling over the corpse of a boy.
Medical Supplies. Medical Supplies. There must be some around here somewhere.
Priority number one was survival. His survival. Securing and controlling any medical supplies would be invaluable and a great bargaining tool if any of the others became hostile.
He pushed past several other kids towards the back of the shuttle towards what looked like a supply area. Surely the Ark hadn't sent them down here without anything.

Kenny glared at Anders, going for the medical supplies himself. He speed-walked on over to him, pushing past the people around him. His glare did not falter as he got to Anders. "Don't you dare take those supplies for yourself, dipshit."

Anders had just reached the medical supplies when he was confronted. He turned around slowly. It was Kenny. Anders couldn't hide the anger the showed on his face.
This guy... Again.
"I'm kind of in need of these supplies. As are numerous others." Anders retorted. "I don't see anyone else trying to do anything.."

"Oh? Trying to build a reputation as a hero?" Kenny grabbed Anders collar. "Don't. Bullshit."

That's the plan
Anders brought his arms up and grabbed onto Kenny's arms. He was in no shape to be fighting now. He had the physical edge but his reactions were slow as his head still spun.
Gotta, defuse this.
"Listen pal. People need medical attention. Myself included."
He glanced about the shuttle, looking for moral or physical support.

Kenny glared at Anders. "Keep bullshitting and you'll earn a punch to the face. If you really want to help other people, give me the supplies so I can help them. I'm not letting you run off into the wilderness with the supplies." If it weren't for the machine, Kennys' breathing would be much quicker at that moment.

Anders pushed Kenny backwards off of him. He too went backwards into a wall. At least now though Kenny didn't have his hands at his throat.
"What is your problem? Mask on too tight? "
His anger was starting to get the better of him. The last comment just slipped out. He had no doubt it would provoke a response. That was the whole reason they had a problem.

...Oh, He just had to say that.

Kenny got back closer to Anders and raised his fist to strike him. "You take that back right now you twit."

Instinctively Anders raised his own fists ready to block.
Don't be the first one to punch. By now he knew a fight was inevitable. He just had to play it so he didn't seem culpable.
"Come on man be cool, I've taken a blow to the head" Anders wimpered, feigning weakness. His heart was pumping now ready and alert. He wobbled on his feet intentionally, trying to give the impression he was off balance.
"No need to go psycho again.."

'No need to go psycho again' was exactly what it took to get him psycho again. He attempted to swing a punch at Anders, anger clouding his judgement.

Anders smiled briefly before moving to counter the punch. It's on He side-stepped and Kenny's fist sailed past him. He aimed a retaliatory punch at Kenny's stomach.

Kenny was hit, his arm still outwards after attempting to punch Anders. He was pushed against the wall, but quickly walked away from it and attempted to punch Anders in the shoulder.

Anders attempted to block the attack with his fore arm but his slowed reactions caused him to act too late. Kenny's punch hit him square in the shoulder. He recoiled but managed to keep his feet rooted to the ground. Using the momentum given to him by Kenny's punch he launched his other fist at Kenny's jaw.

Adrenaline had kicked into Kennys' system. He managed to dodge Anders' punch to his jaw. He didn't completely dodge, however, so the punch caught his arm. He staggered backwards slightly, but he pushed himself off a shelf and used the momentum to swing a punch at Anders' stomach.

Anders jumped sideways so that Kenny's punch missed. He spun, keeping himself facing Kenny. He then backed up a few steps until his back was right up against the wall. "That all you got?" he taunted, hoping to goad Kenny into another foolish attack.

Kenny seethed and attempted to grab Anders by the collar of his shirt.

It worked. As Kenny advanced Anders prepared himself. He raised his left arm to block Kenny's outstretched arms, knocking them to the side and upwards. His right arm followed through with a powerful punch aimed at the side of Kenny's face.

Kenny quickly ducked, and Anders' punch hit the wall beside him. He attempted to throw a counterattack, swinging an uppercut at Anders' stomach while he was still crouched.

Kenny's counterattack caught Anders right in the stomach. He flinched from the impact and was a little winded but otherwise was fine. Being crouched there was no way Kenny could have put much power into his punch.
He's too quick..
Anders lunged forwards and tackled Kenny to the floor. He landed on top with his weight pinning Kenny's legs to the floor. He grabbed at Kenny's top and attempted to pin him to the floor.
Time to end this.
"It's over.. stop this idiocy." Anders growled as he panted for breath.

Kenny was tackled, and he grit his teeth.
"Goddamnit, let me go!" Kenny struggled to no avail.

Anders smiled once he realised that he had pacified him. He took a moment to calm down and catch his breath. All the while maintaining pressure on Kenny. "Now I'm going to get off of you and you'd better not hit me. Understand?" Anders said sternly. He slowly removed his weight from Kenny and staggered to his feet. The adrenaline was still coursing through his veins but it was fading and the pain was starting to register. He looked down at Kenny, smirking. He's going to be trouble. I need to get him on side or pacify him for good. I don't think murder is really an option right now. Besides to many witnesses.
Anders held out a hand to Kenny.
"Come on pal. I know we've had our differences but time to bury the hatchet?" So I can use it later

"Now I'm going to get off of you and you'd better not hit me. Understand?" "...Fine." As Anders got up, Kenny pondered the idea of sneaking in a punch. He decided, however, that it wasn't worth it.
Kenny grabbed onto Anders' hand, pulling himself up. He dusted himself off, and then the adrenaline finally went away, and he grit his teeth in pain. "Do not consider me an ally."
He looked through a shelf, grabbed two pills--both painkillers--and gave one to Anders before leaving the room.