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For a moment Drake’s thoughts were purely on finding somewhere to take refuge from the risk of decompression, more for the crew members around him than for himself. He looked around, searching for the signs which would guide them to the closest shelter points.
Then he stopped and shook his head, smiling ruefully.
“Thank you Sonia!” he muttered.
Like all of his crew, other than the troopers who were on duty and in full combat gear which was vacuum rated, he was wearing his ship uniform. That meant what he was wearing could become a full-blown pressure suit in moments. He and the rest of the crew would be safe even if the station completely depressurised. All thanks to Sonia insisting wearing their uniforms would be a good idea.
“Everyone, remember you have your uniform on,” he s
