Hinsman nods in agreement. "Probably for the best now that we've got a target painted on us. I'll explain things to her this evening and get her in the pod first thing in the morning."



You both drag piles of equipment about while Karoff diverts more power from the ship, as much as can be spared, and even sacrifices most of the shuttles. Before long the equipment is in place and the three of you begin rigging up cables, energy cells, power nodes and anything you can find that can produce or transfer a charge down each of the station's splayed arms to the laser and torpedo turrets mounted at their tips.

Finally, the heavily damaged medical wing is the last that needs attention. That's all on you.

"Think we can get by without that one?" Hinsman asks.

Karoff shakes his head. "Without the turrets that's a biiiig area where they can get in close and freely maneuver and we can't touch them."

"Figured. All right then Zee, off you go. Just hook up these cables and don't slip and go floating off into space, it'll be a pain in the ass to collect you again. One of us will keep in voice contact while you're there."


You stand in the airlock, the minutes ticking by while you wait for the atmosphere to slowly equalize with that of the absent one in the medical wing. You know you're getting close when you begin to float in place.

Once the door opens and you drift into the entrance to the medical wing, you search for the panel Karoff told you about. It's about the only one here that hasn't had its conduits fried, and you remove a connector you'll need. That and the EPN loaded with an energy canister you have strapped to your back should be all you need to power the turrets. After checking in on your wrist comm you start to make your way on down to the hall.

You carry a cable as well, meant to be attached to your suit. If you were following safety recommendations, one of the two clips along the length should always be anchored to something. You're not entirely sure you need it however. The sides of this section have blown out in some places but you can just avoid getting too near the edge of those gaps. Using the tethered cable is fine when working in one place, but tediously slow when trying to move.

No time for that.

You drift down the dark hallway, propelling yourself forward in short bursts with the flat of your palm along the wall or the ceiling as you go.

Every so often there's a crackle from your headset as someone checks on you, but the dark halls are otherwise eerily silent. Doors line the walls on either side of you, firmly shutting away their secrets. One door is hanging open and askew on cracked hinges, and you see the long room beyond it is filled with rusting rows of bolted down bedframes. An infirmary at some time in the past, now with the back wall now ripped open to expose them to space. You can see the pale face of the barren rock the station orbits through the gap.

You float down an elevator shaft and after a measured distance begin cutting your way out with a laser torch. Gripping the handrail behind you, you kick the slab of metal free. It tumbles forward, and forward, and out into space. Where you expected to find more hallway, you're now looking at a mostly missing wall, the blown out section large enough to pilot a shuttle through. You've drifted out a short ways, watching the metal slab diminishing in the distance, still moving from the momentum of your kick.

It's then that you glance down and realize there's nothing beneath your feet but the void of space and the twinkling of stars. Most of the floor in this section has also been blown away. You pedal your legs in a panic and the motion sends your body shooting upwards. Struggling to reorient yourself in mid-air, you crack your elbow against a piece of metal railing and grab for it desperately.

You're caught up now against a section of what used to be the roof, amid a forest of twisted metal spars and snaking black wires. You remain carefully still a long moment while you calm yourself, your back resting lightly against the jagged mess while you gaze down at the floor. It's been ripped out clear through to the bottom of the station. You can just see the edges other rooms on other floors parallel to this one, and where the plating that held on the other side of the gap buckled like crumpled tissue, but thankfully you don't have to try to float down through the big hole to reach the turret. Just, across it.