"S.A.I.L! You got any idea where we are?" I yelled across the cockpit. S.A.I.L, or Ship-based Artificial Intelligence Lattice, gave me a reply I wasn't looking for.
"We are 7300 miles away from a large astroid field, closing fast! I recommend exiting hyper space!" S.A.I.L said.
"Well, that's just great! You got any good news perhaps?" I yelled back, slamming the big red button that read 'Push to engage hyperspace'. I immediately felt the ship slowing down. Amazing how that works, I thought.
S.A.I.L was silent.
"Well, do ya!?" I persisted.
"Well, there are three other ships in our vicinity, there is a possibility that they could help us-"
We felt a bump. Not a small one, either. I almost flew out of my captain's chair.
"Aw, crap! what happened, S.A.I.L?" I asked anxiously.
"Well, it appears that our ship's thrusters have been severely damaged. Our movement has been critically impaired," S.A.I.L said. "Do you want me to repair the ship?"
"We've got bigger problems on our hands at the moment," I mumbled, pointing out the cockpit window. We watched helplessly as a large asteroid sped towards us.
"Well, S.A.I.L, this is the end," I said, dejected.
"Not necessarily," S.A.I.L replied. "We can still deploy our shields, however, we still might feel some of the shock, considering the size of that asteroid, but it's our only chance of survival."
"Alright then," I said, a small grin spreading across my face. S.A.I.L always knew what to do.
With a new surge of confidence, I yelled:
"S.A.I.L! Deploy shields!"
And he did.