@Dumb
As Dasha entered Georgia once more... she felt a prickling... burning pain on her skin. Vacuum. The station's emergency firelocks were down. Nearby, a set of FTL canisters had been knocked over, as well as an assortment of tools having been knocked onto the floor.
In response to Dasha's arrival... a sudden burst of wind hit her luck a truck. The rooms vents began buzzing and wirring, shooting warm, fresh air into the room...
She then saw the android, resting her hand on a panel on the wall, labeled "alarm" in big text, glowing blue.
"It seems this station was struck by an EMP not long ago... the air systems emergency syphon protocols were triggered, as well as several airlocks malfunctioning... it's a miracle these poorly made electronics still function at all..."
As the android used it's capabilities to fiddle with the alarm's interface, an orange figure burst from a maintenance shaft. A gush of air rushed out to fill the void of the shaft... It was Edward, in full EVA equipment and a broken, heavy duty electrical cable over his shoulder.
"Fancy you show up..."
Edward shook his head...
"Whatever, I'm happy to be alive... since you left we've so far managed to cause an all out war."
Edward sarcastically clapped his hands together.
"Apparently, one of our customers was a slaver, and then some other guys wanted to kill them, then they decided that since we traded with the slavers, they'd kill us. Shot us with an EMP, fried all our systems."
Edward laughs...
"And then... get this... our pilot radioed in his friends and now we have an all out war goin' on out there! Fucking nightmare!"
Edward slumped on a canister... clearly exhausted from the events... his eyes turned towards the Android... examing it's curved body, long blue hair... interesting dress choice.
"Who's your friend?"
Examining the air alarm next to the android, he took the risk of popping off his helmet and grabbing a drink of water from a bottle... only to realise it evaporated in the void...
