"You're going to attack with this broken ship?"

She was leaning on a broken ship's wheel.

They did not get survivors from the broken ships after the battle.

He gestured at the alien world around them, the path of light spilling from the broken ship.

Despite what they'd been through, she wasn't anxious to leave the broken ship.

He glanced out at his broken ship and couldn't help envisioning her whole once more.

Lenson sighed and gave the broken ship a dark look.

A small pile of broken ship's biscuits was placed beside each plate.

Tilting the sub on its side, he circled the broken ship.

She couldn't tear her gaze away from the broken ship.