#250007 - The space station sent no hails, and preliminary scans showed it to be derelict, but still fully functional and sealed, with ancient generators powering the weak shields that faintly glittered whenever a small passing chunk of rock struck them. Desperately she sent a mental command to her heads up display, she could send a command to the drones, to have them find her and take her back to the shuttle for medical quarantine, but even as she tried to navigate to the emergency response activation, something stronger in her whipped through folders, finding her stash of pornography and filled her vision and hearing with the sounds and sights of sex. Aria excitedly disabled the seals on her helmet, ripping it off as fast as possible, breathing in atmosphere’s long untouched by other beings was her favourite part of exploration.
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