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"Well I guess we're in. Quickly now, the asteroid field is coming."

Simon nodded in appreciation as Mez swiftly handled the issue of the door not opening. Superheated plasma definitely ate through metal, no matter how reinforced it was. He simply followed the Visipian in, his visor light shining a bright red cross on the floor and walls wherever he looked. It wasn't particularly bright; without power, probably not even emergency power judging from how long it'd been gone, the Lone Star's interior was completely pitch black, save for the light streaming in through the open airlock and whatever glowy pieces of equipment the team had. It was quiet, too quiet, but here he was: a galaxy first, the first team to ever set foot on the Lone Star ever since it disappeared a decade ago. If they weren't on such a clandestine mission, he was sure that the whole thing would've been covered by news casters all over the sector, if not the whole system. This was the sort of thing that corporations won and lost money over, that built fortunes or lost them…or something absurdly profound like that. All Simon had in mind was his mission. 

Simon extended an arm and opened his hand, exposing the scanners built into the palm and fingers of his armour. Time to get a scope on what they were going to be dealing with. 

"System, full environment scan. Optics, visual scan, identify key facilities."

With a soft bleep his armour got to working out their surroundings. A faint blue beam shot forth from his palm as he swept his hand slowly back and forth around the whole docking bay area, trying to take in as much information as he could, while his optics scanned and updated his heads-up display with key details; doors leading to unknown areas, potential hazards, along with any outstanding features within the bay that might've been of interest. The micro fans on his chest plate whirred softly away as they took in sample particulates from the air for sampling, while he panned his vision slowly across the entire bay, his optics scanning each nook and cranny, highlighting whatever was of interest in a pale blue outline, with details on what they were or where they led, if what was highlighted was a door. The full analysis took only a few seconds, and soon he had his samples taken and visual references gathered. Soon his armour would finish the physical analysis and it would give him the most important data he needed: could they breathe in here?
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