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"Anyone able to fly stick? ...or find some emergency oxygen gear."
Search for some emergency gear and perhaps something for zero G maitanence
[There are things, but nothing for you: 6] On back of the bridge, on both sides of the elevator door, is couple of locked cabinets. Each has a name printed on and one of them opens when you bring near the small disk you looted from the guy you saved. Inside you find a spacesuit. Unlike boring gray Mk I's you are wearing, this one is white with some decorations, and the same name as on the cabinet door is printed on chest. Only problem is that it is tightly strapped in the cabinet and no matter how hard you pry it's not coming off.
Observe the room. Offer helpful commentary.
"On left we can see Grits venting atmosphere and some screens showing UWM shuttles approaching cargo hangars. On right is more consoles and screens and I have no idea what they are for. On front is large screens displaying what is probably the ship's current trajectory in this star system and notes about ships nearby. Or not, fuck if I know. Behind me you will find representative of HMRC looting civilian equipment and miserably failing. This is Filgres reporting, thank you for listening. And now back to studio."
((Wait wait wait, aren't we wearing our Mk.I's? Aren't those designed to work in the vacuum of space?))
"Hello mister crewmember. Do not panic, we have eliminated the vexile problem. We've also eliminated athmosphere in the ship. Don't panic. "
Talk to the crewmember regaining consciousness. Also check the control panels for camera's/logs/other monitoring devices to see if I can't find the vexile source there.
((Bastien's suit is missing leg and finger. Filgres' vacuum proofing is questionable, some internal layers have melted. Vik has hole in his thigh, but is covered by thick layer of medifoam which may or may not keep air inside. And this guy you are talking to doesn't have suit.))
He stares you for few long seconds before grunting single word: "Good." Then after few more seconds he continues. "How many of us survived?"
[Aux: 6+1] You bring up about thousands hours worth of surveillance camera records. Combing through all that is going to be a real pain in the ass. In addition you find a cargo manifest, a long ass list about every container in the ship; where they are from, who's sender or whom they were purchased, where they are going to, what they contain, where they are exactly on the ship and so on. Exhaustive list of everything.
[Int: 3] You figure it would be best to check few frames from every day until you find some kind of day of importance. What you find out is that first death happened a day after crew got out of stasis. In cargo hold 2B.
Regret. Feel deep sorrow filled regret that I'm trapped with a bunch of idiots and a semi competent medic. Think on how the hell I'm gonna get outta here alive. Contemplate my life choices.
((All else fails. We can probably just have the people with fucked up suits die and their corpses be dragged back to be brought back. I think we will be able to get back with some difficulty))
Yeah, it sucks balls like a industrial vacuum cleaner.
[Int: 4] As long as nobody touches weapons the danger will be minimal. Getting into shuttle and into stasis pod it contains would be of paramount importance, then your life would be guaranteed. But the biggest problem in that is vacuum and the fact that your suit has big open hole in it. Perhaps wrapping some rope tight around your stump and applying some medifoam to provide passable seal. It probably won't be perfectly air-tight, but if your least incompetent medic is fast enough you probably will have sufficient amount of air to breath.
[Intu: 1] You have done nothing wrong! You always have done nothing less than your very best, but sabotaged equipment and jealous people around you have ruined everything you have worked for! Entire universe is working against you, to drown you brilliance in mediocrity!