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It all happened so fast!
We were getting the Lizzy One ready to depart when alarms sounded, hull breach on Deck 3. I grabbed a helmet, commlock and thruster while the Captain and the XO ran toward Three. Your helmets! I had yelled but they were gone then another hull breach and I was ejected out into space, tumbling end over end.
Think fast!
And I do, using the thruster. Random motion on all three axes is not easy to control and it takes me a couple of minutes and that is with the advantage of telekinesis. All the while as I'm threatening to lose my breakfast, a terrible idea in a sealed helmet. Yes, all of us espers onboard can survive the vacuum of space for a bit but exertion requires O2 and I suspect this won't be easy. My motion stabilized, finally, and I start making my way back to the ship.

The ship's appearance is changing. Repairing itself. Taking on a slightly different form. And there is no way Monica, or anyone, could build a self repairing ship like this. The worst I feared had already come to pass and so soon as well. Watching the ship for a bit, the alterations change every 119 seconds. Okay, have to work fast. Not sure where the access panels are but I launch a psiprobe at the ship. Or try to. The psionic interference is brutal. Feeding more power to the probe, I find an access panel and jet over there.
One minute to go.
I take a quick glance at the panel and all the screws, take note of them all, and psionically start unscrewing them all. Thirty-nine of them rotate rapidly and then I eject them into space. One doesn' t turn. Twenty seconds. Not time for subtlety. I blast it with a plasma bolt then hit it with a freeze ray. It starts to go brittle and I start pounding it with my fists. Ten seconds.

It comes free and I grab the panel and toss it away from the ship. As that godawful psychedelic panel floats away - I'm repainting this ship whether Monica likes it or not - time's up. The ship reconfigures. But the access panel stays open. Okay, that's done. I can't reach anyone anywhere, and that includes the closeby DruRich, through the electromagnetic and psionic interference. Only one thing I can do and that's a bit of rewiring to take manual control of an airlock. Wherever they are.

Because the worst has clearly happened and we're running out of time.

Description
It all happened so fast!
We were getting the Lizzy One ready to depart when alarms sounded, hull breach on Deck 3. I grabbed a helmet, commlock and thruster while the Captain and the XO ran toward Three. Your helmets! I had yelled but they were gone then another hull breach and I was ejected out into space, tumbling end over end.
Think fast!
And I do, using the thruster. Random motion on all three axes is not easy to control and it takes me a couple of minutes and that is with the advantage of telekinesis. All the while as I'm threatening to lose my breakfast, a terrible idea in a sealed helmet. Yes, all of us espers onboard can survive the vacuum of space for a bit but exertion requires O2 and I suspect this won't be easy. My motion stabilized, finally, and I start making my way back to the ship.

The ship's appearance is changing. Repairing itself. Taking on a slightly different form. And there is no way Monica, or anyone, could build a self repairing ship like this. The worst I feared had already come to pass and so soon as well. Watching the ship for a bit, the alterations change every 119 seconds. Okay, have to work fast. Not sure where the access panels are but I launch a psiprobe at the ship. Or try to. The psionic interference is brutal. Feeding more power to the probe, I find an access panel and jet over there.
One minute to go.
I take a quick glance at the panel and all the screws, take note of them all, and psionically start unscrewing them all. Thirty-nine of them rotate rapidly and then I eject them into space. One doesn' t turn. Twenty seconds. Not time for subtlety. I blast it with a plasma bolt then hit it with a freeze ray. It starts to go brittle and I start pounding it with my fists. Ten seconds.

It comes free and I grab the panel and toss it away from the ship. As that godawful psychedelic panel floats away - I'm repainting this ship whether Monica likes it or not - time's up. The ship reconfigures. But the access panel stays open. Okay, that's done. I can't reach anyone anywhere, and that includes the closeby DruRich, through the electromagnetic and psionic interference. Only one thing I can do and that's a bit of rewiring to take manual control of an airlock. Wherever they are.

Because the worst has clearly happened and we're running out of time.