Maryne winced as she heard the loud<em>pop</em>of decompression echo through the station. She couldn't see where the breach had occurred, which was good - if she HAD been able to see it, she probably would've been killed instantly. As it was, she only had a few seconds before its effects were felt.<br/><br/>She heard Kira's suggestion, but her prisoner coveralls hadn't come with a belt, so she couldn't strap herself to anything. Air started hissing and whistling around her, a wind gradually building and blowing toward wherever the hull breach was. "Oh, FUCK!" she cried as it actually dragged her out from under her bunk and flung her up against the bars at the front of her cell. She grunted as she slammed into them, and she heard the bridge of her nose crack. The blood flew in a straight line from her nose toward the breach for a brief second before the emergency measures kicked in and the breach was sealed. Then she was unceremoniously dumped flat on her back on the deck.<br/><br/>She stayed there, eyes squeezed shut, waiting for the next explosion or the next shot that would kill her.