The operations room of Lunar Station Gamma hummed with the quiet efficiency of a thousand calculations, holographic displays shimmering across sleek, black consoles. At the holographic table's center stood Daisuke, noticeably leaner than his pre-crash self, his tailored, multi-pocketed jumpsuit a testament to functional preparedness. His finger, scarred from past crawl-spaces, traced a fracture across the shimmering blue schematic of a derelict freighter – the Stardust Wanderer. Eventually he steps away and starts heading for the buildings cafe

(everyone survived, curly wasn't injured too severely in the crash. Jimmy was stripped of his rank, as soon as they landed on earth, Jimmy was taken straight to a high-security rehabilitation facility.)