She pushed a gloved hand against the panel, but the hatch in front of her remained lifeless. The access panel stayed dark. That was what she’d expected, but all the same she furrowed her brow. She took a backward step, and sighed, her breath lingering on her visor briefly before the filtration system whisked it away. "Kari, use this," a man's voice said from behind her, and she turned to see three figures stood close by. Like her, they were clad in thick body suits, the dark grey broken only by their semi-reflective, bulbous helmets and robust grav boots.
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