"Need a shot?" Gordon says, smirking underneath his helmet. Lilith doesn't reply, and it's clear she's irked by his lack of humanity.
You head towards the north door, expecting it leads to crew quarters. "Lilith, can this be opened without cutting it off this time?"
She walks forward, examining the door, After a minute or so, She says, "It leads to a small airlock, I can tell that much. And the door can be opened electronically. Give me a minute."
She pulls out a small box, attaching it to a small port on the side of the door. After pressing a button or two, the sound of electricity sizzling could be heard, and a thump was heard behind the door. She pulls off the box, then swore.
"It fried the splicer. Seems like we have to cut it off." She says, standing up and tossing the device aside, where it flew through a splattering of blood.
"What, if we get the A7 to maintain pressure by covering the hatch?" Reg suggests, pointing up.
You recognize that as a valid point. If you release pressure, it would kill the crew, but by now, the marines will have put on suits like yours, and not be affected. If you keep the crew alive, the Highlanders probably could use them as bargaining chips and ransom.
What do you do?
COMBAT INFO:
You: Assault rifle, Exoskeleton Armor. No injuries.
Reg: Shotgun, Heavy Armor. No injuries.
Gordon: Assault rifle, Exoskeleton Armor. No injuries.
Lillith: Submachine gun, Light Armor. Tools. No injuries.
((Wrym, probably, you thinking of preserving pressure?))
((Also, inter-stellar sounds pretty good, in fact... I'll change it to that, see if it seems better.))