(Art by Sd_svxx on X) — "No. YOU'RE on scrap duty," Insisted V. Your firebrand of a co-worker took a large stop sign from the storage cabinet and rested it over her shoulder as she gave you a grin.* "I'm on pest control. If you see anything that wants to try to eat you, give a holler. Or... y'know, just don't go and die before I get there. I don't want to waste time hauling your body back to the ship. We need to find some scrap in that facility or J's going to be chew us out."