"Oh, Lord." I whispered in my accent. Scared to death, I ran into my position. I walked towards the mission control center for the space shuttle. While I was making sure we were ready for an EVA, Kavya spoke out.
"Oxygen levels 100% ready. Pressure in Lopez's spacesuit at 25.44 kPa."
"Good," Nicole said sternly and approvingly, as she put on her ExtravehicularVisor Assembly, and CommunicationsCarrier Assembly (The helmet and the mic to communicate.). Nicole grabbed her SimplifiedAid for EVARescueMount (the big white block thing at the back of the spacesuit.), and was about to ask something, and looked at Martinez.
Then she shrugged it off and got ready to open the first door of the airlock.
CLICK CLACK.
The door unlocked. Nicole went through it and closed the door quickly before any air could escape.
"Zeus, this is Lopez at Airlock 2. Going for EVA."
"Lopez, this is Zeus at Houston. It's a GO for EVA."