[s]I hope I'm doing this right.[/s]

[i]*Behind them, a young man with a cybernetic eye pops his head through a hatch in the ceiling.*[/i]

"That's not going to work, Jora. No power, no comms. We're in dead space here, and we're only going to drift."

[i]*He pulls himself through, holding the edge and swinging himself around before dropping down lightly.*[/i]