[quote=@Terrans]
[h2]John[/h2]

John turned slightly, just enough to grab a fistful of Velia’s jacket and help haul her inside the shuttle. Once he saw her boots clear, his free hand slapped the control panel; the hatch securing in a rush of disturbed air and the hissing of hermetic seals. 

The whine of servos from the rear of the bay showed the rear ramp mirroring the smaller hatch. Clanging shut and replacing the station lighting with the shuttle’s interior lighting. John paused to hit another button on the doors panel; engaging the combat locks. The only way the hatches and ramps would open now was either a pilot override or blowing them for an emergency exit. 

“Ship’s sealed. Grab a helmet and survival rig from a locker.” John patted a pair of compact heavy duty cases bolted beside the path to the cockpit. “Just in case. I’ll get the ship spun up.” 


John quickly clambered up the short ladder well and pulled himself into the pilot’s seat that sat above and behind the co-pilots station. Hand’s dancing as he brought the shuttle to life. The thrum of engines shaking the frame and John felt a slight grin dance to his face. Buoyed by the buzz he still felt and the air grip he always got when he got to fly. 
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[h2]Velia[/h2]

"You got it," Velia fumbled the locker open, catching a helmet as it tumbled out, which she set to one side as she pulled out one of the survival suits.

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she pulled it on, zipping up at the centre, "I saw some of the images of panicked mobs destroying their evacuation vessels in the crush to get out," she said, processing her fears aloud, more for her own benefit than John's, "I do not want to go out like that."

She pulled the helmet on, clicking it into place, scrambling to buckle herself into a seat, "Done!" she declared a split second after she had buckled herself in, "Lets hope someone on the shuttle is sensible enough to open the docking bay doors.  I've never not do a space walk to try to open it from our side," she declared, continuing to voice her fears, "Tell me if you need me to do anything."

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[quote=@Bingelly]
Vitiafa of Endiohon
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Vitiafa's head snapped to face the leading guard while she kneeled. Her widening eyes betrayed an otherwise stoic countenance as she listened to the man. She pulled herself up using Divaldo's mobility aid, nearly tipping it, and him along with it, over in the process

[i]Gods help us all.[/i]

"Form a basic cordon," she barked to the guard. "Prevent a crowd crush the best you can. And deploy a team to the cargo entrance, people can more quickly embark there."

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[h2]Divaldo and Station Security[/h2]

"Careful you clumsy tralk!" Divaldo snarled as his scooter wobbled dangerously.  Though thankfully, he saw this as his opportunity to get onto the ship he'd been trying to invade for weeks and otherwise ignored everyone in the tunnel as he kicked his scooter into full gear, powering down the corridor at the speed of a drunken stumble.

"Are we letting people on right away?" the lead guard asked hurriedly.  It was a good question as several people were trotting hurriedly towards them clutching whatever belongings they'd been able to grab in the moments before fleeing.  The trickle was definitely going to turn into a rush...