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samanthinator
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Alex was pretty used to zeegee, he'd had to repair problems on the outside of the ship. He didn't exactly enjoy it, but he'd been in the environment enough that he was alright with it. "Damn, what I'd give for a good pair of mag boots," he commented, guiding himself through the shuttle door and into the ship itself. He'd admit, his comrade's biotic display when removing the door was impressive. Pulling himself into the hallway, he glanced around and considered that he'd never fought in space before. "Well, we can't miss," he remarked, remembering Newton's laws. The shots they fire would...well, rip up the ship more than necessary if they miss. Might hit something vital and destroy the ship, and everyone on it. It's already a suicide mission, no need to make it worse. "Alright, which way do you think?" he asked, looking toward Vasily.