<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Airlock and hanger area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lt. Col. Louise "hotpants" Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Entering the Hanger</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Laura swore as the outer hatch refused to seal and moved to the controls and started an emergency decompression routine. Evacuating the airlock was relatively easy and fast, but the emergency system was in place when seconds counted as much as lives. There was of course, an emergency repreassurization routine as well, but that could be hard on both the occupants as well as the seals of the airlocks.<br/><br/>She felt the light pull against her suit as the door slid back and into it's recessed frame. She watched Louise's fingers and waited for the OK to reseal the hatch. The facilitie's airlocks had been built with more than 1 redundancy system, but a cracked seal wasn't something that could really be built into the system. That was what the inner lock was for. In the absolute worse case, the entire hanger could be cut off through the interior entries, but Laura was quite sure that opening the hanger at the moment would only compound the problem and take the already overworked maintenance crew more time to certify the 30 year old machinery ready for operations again.<br/><br/>When the go signal came over her headset, she punched the release and grabbed the inset handgrip in the door to push it closed a little faster. "I hope we don't have to do this every time we have a dust storm." she muttered and watched the indicators flip from orange to green again.<br/><br/>She turned back to her boss and motioned to her to open the interior door and a mischievous grin, activated a soundbyte through the messaging system of Laura's climax of the evening before, complete with a screaming "Yes!" at the end.<br/><br/>The brunette major pulled the inner hatch closed behind them and pulled off her helmet and frowned, "Anyone have a dust buster?" the E-suits were covered with fine grit from the storm.<br/><br/>She waited patiently for Louise to remove her helmet, counted to 3 and planted a big wet kiss on her bosses lips. "Don't do that ot me again Lou." she said in a whisper.