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As if on command, a opening appeared in the hull and large chunks of ice began to fall away; glittering in the harsh light of the airlock couplings. Fog slowly rolled out with the temperature difference between the interior of the Ghost Dance and the couplings sitting out in cold space. Apparently the ship wasn't terribly interested in being cut into, or having a industrial or military grade heat gun being used on it.

Rei monitored most of all of this from the ship video feeds from what few undamaged cameras were left, all while she finished carefully putting on a membrane suit. She hated the thing, but it would provide more than adequate protection for what she planned next. As the suit began to seal around her, it filled itself with a bio compatible gel made from perfluorochemicals. At first it felt like she was drowning as first the suit filled itself with a liquid that infiltrated, the nose, eyes, lungs; anywhere that could potentially become problematic later. As the liquid solidified around her, Rei gasped and fought against the rising panic, despite having used the suit many times before. Eventually everything settled and she found herself able to breathe comfortably enough.

"Cut all life support and gravity Specter." She commanded as she slid through an access hatch in the auxiliary.