Interstellar padding (private)

[Ryuko Matoi]

The 'Saturn 7' was a newly made space station, designed to be a loading dock for passing ships and travelers. It had a rather thing selection of workers in it. Two, to be precise. As the station required little more than some repairs and maintenance, there were only two needed. One of these two, was Victoria kingsley. Standing in a massive 6 foot 7, Victoria was a tough nut to crack. She had raven hair, reaching to her shoulders, and emerald eyes. Mostly known for more skimpy outfits, but of course tied to her suit for most of the time.

The new day started, as seen by the positioning of the moon of a nearby planet. Victoria rose from her sleep, rubbing her eyes. She was only wearing her underwear as she poked her sleeping partner, who was in the bed next to her. "Wake up dude! We gotta get to work." She said, in a horribly groggy way.

[PeculiarChangeling]

(The stuff I had to do didn't take nearly as long as I had expected.)

Judy Baker groaned, rolling out of bed and, to all appearances, falling face-first into the floor. She caught herself, though, and did a half-dozen pushups before sitting up on her knees, stretching. "How's the atmosphere up there?" She asked, glancing up at her towering coworker. "Barometric pressure okay? No low-flying aircraft you need to worry about?"

She got to her feet, walking over to the storage closet that held their atmosphere suits. The most modern technology known to space travel was used in designing them, and as such their suits had it all - Food, water, bodily process regulators, temperature controls, and of course instantaneous and precisely accurate telemetry data and information displayed to the wearer at all times. It truly was a miracle of modern technology.

Stripping out of her form-fitting nightgown so that she was wearing only her panties, Judy palmed the keypad and the closet opened, to reveal...

"Shit," She said, immediately. At some point in transit, one of the hoses on the diminutive backpack system had ruptured, and sprayed cooling fluid all over the pressure-sealed storage closet. It looked like the suit itself was still intact, but most of the mechanical parts and other features were frosted over in ice and corrosion.

[Ryuko Matoi]

Victoria smiled. "Everything looks okay. We should check outside though" she spoke. With this, Victoria gets up, walking to her suit holder as well.

By now she saw that the cooling fluid that had been leaking, had affected her suit in the same way as Judy's. "Fuck...." she mutters quietly. She took the suit out, to reveal that is was just a suit now, a skintight suit with no extra function, than to keep her alive in space. "This may very well be a problem" she mutters.

Victoria looked at Judy in a distressed way.

[PeculiarChangeling]

"May be?" Judy asked, rolling her eyes as she inspected her suit for damage. "Only basic life support, no oxygen reclaimer, no caloric intake system, no telemetry. This thing might as well be a security blanket, without getting all this fixed we can't go out for more than maybe an hour, tops." That would be no good - The average repair took two or three hours, and there were normally half a dozen things that needed done in a day. Even with both of them working, they couldn't afford to return to the ship once every hour to refill on air and use the bathroom.

"I'll call up the equipment requisition department, see if we can't get any replacement gear, but this is going to take an age to fix," she said.

[Ryuko Matoi]

Victoria sighed. "fuck..." she mutters. She took out the suit. Victoria inspected it. "For now, I may be able to customize them for a little, to at least be able to keep us alive for long enough to do our jobs... Should I try that?" she asked. She held up the suits. Hers was Black with shades of dark blue.