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12/22/2017 4:33:59 AM
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The only useful information the consoles provided was a password to open the cargo bay and an update on the time left until life support shut off. There wasn't long until the cargo room became a vacuum just like the rest of space. That also raised the question of why life support was still active in the cargo room at all. What could possibly be there that demanded such attention?
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  • *She repeats the password in her head a few times before heading back to the cargo bay. She gazed around the interior of the ship as she moved, staring at the bodies and avoiding them out of respect.* *When she reached the door to the cargo bay, she typed in the code and hit enter.*

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  • The door opened with a swish, opening into an airlock room. The other door looked locked shut, as was protocol. The code should also work for that door too, but not when the outer door was still open. A console in the center of the room was where the code would have been placed, but it was lacking power.

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  • *She closed the door behind her and moved to the door. She hit it lightly, knowing that’s always the first thing to try when restoring power to something.*

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  • Oddly enough, the knock on the door yielded no response from anything whatsoever. At all. A bit of a bummer, but oh well. Space was space. The few lights remaining on flickered twice overhead, signaling the slow draining of power throughout this sector of the torn ship. Aside from the low buzz of the lights, there wasn't any sound. The silence was rather eerie, foreboding even. Despite the door in the way however, the sounds of banging could be heard from inside the cargo room, even if it did sound dull and muffled. After a moment or two, it went silent, only to be interrupted by a brief shattering of glass. The lights then flickered again, followed by the door behind Sapphire locking and sealing. The artificial gravity in the small room then kicked back on causing Sapphire to land on her feet with a metallic thud as her boots hit the floor. The console beeped to life as well, a few lines of code slipping by before it returned to it's normal interface.

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  • *Sapphire had heard nothing, not even the door as it slid closed behind her. She did, on the other hand, notice the artificial gravity that had abruptly made itself known when she landed on her head and fell to the ground with a series of clangs.* *She scrambled back to her feet, looking at the now functional panel with immense confusion. [i]What the hell just happened?[/i]

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  • Something hissed nearby as air began flowing into the vacuum which was currently the airlock, a light on the console turning from red, to yellow, and finally to green. With that, the now unlocked door slid open, revealing the intact, but rather messy, cargo bay. Across the room by a smashed-up stasis pod was a tall, armored individual. After a few seconds of examination, the entirety of the person's armor seemed to cover their whole body, with thicker plating on the thighs, arms, shoulders, calves, and chest. The helmet was of similar design, sleek yet squarish, with three horns of the same material adorning the top of it. The Warframe was tippity typing away at a separate console. He hadn't noticed Sapphire yet, and likely wouldn't until he was finished doing whatever it was he was doing.

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  • *She only stood there and stared at it, unsure what to do. Sapphire took a step forward and cleared her throat.* [u]Uhmm... This your ship, mister?[/u]

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