Torr stands in the locker, frown on his face as he digs through one of the lockers. "Are you kidding me? Are you fuckin' kidding me?" He mutters this, and shakes his head. Solace comes thumping up the ramp, dragging a cage along behind her. "ANYONE AROUND?" She bellows as she reaches the top and ducks through the airlock. It's easier than, you know, using a PDA or something. She grimaces as sees Torr, then nods. "Only I got three more of these fucking things and they're fucking heavy." Thump... Something impacts on the wall next to Torr... Something brown and foul smelling.