"Aleph, drone charging posts, you worked with robots right? A captured drone might be useful.
Deploy my blade, unholster pistol wave it around in my vison to see if my program works, afterwards holster both."
"I've found an entrance over here, "In station comms," promising."
"You should get over here Aleph, after your done over there."
Open airlock and prepare to act causal in case I meet someone on the otherside.
You release your blades and pistol waving them in your main view, it highlights them just fine, but it also is highlighting some of the metal of the station. It also gives you a proximity warning if you yourself move to quickly towards a wall or ceiling. You hop into the lock and wait for the others.
Follow DBZ as the identified most reasonable member of the squad.
Have my devoted follower distract the guy while I sneak behind the target and try to smash his helmet.
EDIT: If I succeed, enter Airoyris' airlock.
Aleph follows the rim of the crater he is sitting in, moving out of the mans field of view.
Derek strolls over to the ground below the PD turret and gets the man's attention over comms, keeping him distracted.
Aleph glides across the moons surface gracefully and scales the stations wall. He takes position behind a half wall, examining the situation for the last time.
The man is now ranting over comms about distractions from his work and finally gives up and turns around, going back to his repairs. Derek watches as Aleph darts through the void like an arrow and strikes the man straight in the head with his armored knees, the grabs onto the spinning turret and brings himself to a rest. The man makes a fearful squeak before dying, and then... silence.
Everyone:Both Aleph and Derek follow Airoyris into the airlock leading to what might be a comms room.
Squidgen and AbstractTraitorHero, since you were vague about which airlock you wanted to enter I'm just going to have you enter the one with Sosoku234/Reid Johnson. That way it's three and three for the airlocks.
WunderKatze, lawastooshort, and _DivideByZero_:You all climb into the airlock and hit the cycle button, the outer door closes and air begins to flow into the chamber. The inner door opens, you see a room full of old computers and electronics equipment, and a scrawny man sitting in a chair surrounded by several large displays, each showing a different program. He is talking loudly into a microphone when he hears the airlock open. He takes his hand off the microphone's button and looks at you.
"Who the hell are you!?", he grunts as he swivels his chair around and starts tearing open drawers as if looking something.
"I don't know which clown posse you're part of, but if you're with Scalper-" he rolls his eyes, and sighs
"-then I've already had enough of his shit... and I have paid the damn protection money... and you know what else!?! THAT, IS MY AIRLOCK! So what are YOU doing in it!?!" He goes back to searching the drawers, jumping between that and glaring at you.
Sososku234, AbstractTraitorHero, and squidgen:You all climb into the airlock and hit the cycle button, the outer door closes and air begins to flow into the chamber. The inner door opens, you see a very small room with rusted metal flooring and a single dim overhead light. Various pipes and cables are routed on the walls and held into place by small metal hooks and tape. There is a large piles of old junk and various pieces of trash in one corner of the room.
Is that... an eye.. in the trash heap?
Something leaps up out of the trash heap, slamming into an overhead pipe and screeching. You see a strong looking man with ragged clothes and shaggy hair fall into a heap on the ground. He blinks rapidly and stares at your feet for a moment before bolting to his feet and staring into the matte black domes of each of your suits.
His face perks up into a goofy smile, perhaps with a bit of mischief in it.
"Woooo, Visitors! Wulcome ta mah aboode. Firts tings firts... geeve me mah toll! Tats mah ahheer-lock..." He swings his arms into wild gestures as he speaks, that goofy smile never leaving his face. A drop of his drool falls to the ground.