-a small blue light in my helmet indicates that my suit has 100% integrity-
My suit's sealed.
Actually, this is a great way to make us Restart At Level One - I mean, it's fun tooling around in a ship that can out-gun a Star Destroyer, but it was a mite too powerful.
Locking you up on radar since '09Alright. Brace for decompression.
-Keys a button on the console. There's a pneumatic hiss as the door groans open and the air is sucked out through the door. It seems artificial gravity has failed completely in this section of the ship, too. The room seems to be a motor pool, where vehicles are stored and maintained. Several have already been sucked out into space.-
Hope nobody had a hovercar they particularly liked stored in here.
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.Whoa!
-Grabs one of the drones by its limbs and throws it out of one of the many holes in the ship, then shoots the last one.-
We can't stick around here much longer. Let's get to the pods, it's just around the bend, now.
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.-counts on his fingers-
1...2...3...
What about that guy?
you'll then have a grave in the clouds where you won't lie too cramped

-frowns at the supposed Lieutenant, vague memories stirring; still, he knows that his chances of survival will be greater if he follows them-
Yes, sir. Heading for the pods now.
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