Back in the Blue, out of the blue

ooc- sorry been gone for awhile. bear with me, i have not yet abandoned our valiant crew.
rpg- Dren belched loudly. For the past month he had been preparing an escape pod with a home made stasis field. There were only two problems. Dren had no idea how to make one, Dirk had given him plans but Dren used them for rolling paper while on a binge. Two, his secret project was on the lower decks. Since Blue Dwarf crshed he was trapped in an air pocket on one of the lower decks with only a pack of chiclets a coat hanger and a can of sardines.
       Dren's secret project has kept him quite busy, too busy for baths and shaving, but when did he ever bother with hygene. The room he was in was half full of water. Dren sat on a shelf letting his feet dangle in the water. "One sensless disaster after another, I guess I'm doomed to remain onboard." Dren said to the sardines. Fortunatly they didn't respond.
    Bubbles rose from the water. Dren stared at it. Either someone was breathing down there or he was in the hell of boiling water. It didn't matter much to Dren. Seconds later, a strange shape emerged. It was a humanoid wearing some kind of scuba gear. It had fins. Dren knew a guy back on Earth with fins, a loan shark. Dren lost big on a London jets game and never paid up. The figure tried to speak, but Dren couldn't understand it, his suit was full of water.
      "Look her Mr. Starkist, I don't have the money with me." Dren said.
      bubbly noise came from the fish man. He lifted what looked like a water gun at Dren.
      "Going to super soaker me to deat,huh." Dren said as he flipped the creature off.
The creature squeesed the trigger and a laser shot the tip off Dren's ear. Dren grabbed his ear and shrieked like a girl at a Beatles concert. "That smegging hurt!" The fish creature motioned for Dren to follow him. Dren slowly pulled out the sardine can. The fish man looked nervouse as Dren slowly opened the can. The fish man's eyes bugged out as dren pulled out a sardine and held it over his open mouth. "Put the gun down or little fishy gets it!" Both stared at the other with nervous anticipation.
ooc- Will Dren get out of this alive! Smeg knows. Stay tuned.