As the explosion tore out of the side of the Lone Star's hull, shredding the umbilical as it went, Felix's first reaction was to pull away. One hand tapped at the airlock controls, sealing the shuttle's atmosphere off from the approaching fireball, as his other adjusted the thrusters for a full burn away from the dreadnought. His job here was done, now it was time to head out to a safe distance and wait for the recall beacon to fire up.

His thoughts were just beginning to turn to what he and Ensign Ballard would be doing in a few hours time when the alarm began to sound. Quickly pulling up the status screen he saw the damage report glaring red. A chunk of the explosion debris had impacted the port engine and the core was already beginning to overload. As quickly as he could Felix began diverting fuel to the starboard tanks and dumping anything which couldn't be salvage into space before the temperature reached critical.

Opening the commlink he called out to the party, "Hey guys. I'd love to say it's been nice knowing y'all bu-" His message ended abruptly as the fireball of exploding fuel engulfed the ship, leaving the stricken vessel careening out of control around the edge of the ancient vessel's hull. Moments later a bright glaring light shone out as radiation and pure energy blasted from the shuttle's stricken engine.

All this was lost on JR as he floated through the blackness, metal and stone spinning around him and the front of his suit melted from the force of the explosion.

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[@DJAtomika] [i]"System, scan substance on my right index finger."[/i]

'[color=39b54a][[WORKING]][/color]' The heads-up display indicated, opening a small panel which began to build-up what at first looked like a DNA chain only to wipe that and build a molecular map which seemed to be based on silicon, after a second that collapsed as well. The panel began to fill with more and more data, none of which seemed to make any sense to the computer's intelligence, leaving it once more with the message '[color=39b54a][[INCONCLUSIVE]][/color]'.

[@DJAtomika] [i]"System, full environmental scan and workup. Optics, scan visuals, identify anomalies, key facilities and hazards. Highlight anomalies in purple, key points in blue and hazards in red. Then pull up map of Lone Star's main docking bay and hangar and display in bottom left corner of visual display, sync to my location and heading -"[/i]

SImon's HUD began to light up with a multicoloured mesh as the computer attempted to map the area for him, only to be interrupted by the impact from his teammates. The incomplete scan identified a long, wide corridor with what appeared to be a crane assembly overhead. At both ends large, heavily reinforced bulkheads cut off the corridor, sealing it from the rest of the ship , while across from the airlock hatch two smaller hatches, personnel sized hatched lay recessed into the walls.

[@DJAtomika] [i]"Optics! Scan for hull breach failsafes!"[/i]

The wall in front of SImon, surrounding the open hatch was suddenly plastered with a psychedelic pattern of stress lines and pressure points, the worst of which were clustered around the open hatch. Luckily none of the damage seemed too severe and as long as they could reseal the hatch the inner hull should be able to withstand the pressure, as long as no other explosions were set off in their vicinity.