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EXTRACT: HAZMAT Operations - Corporate compliance and Reclamation.

Interviewer: David Barron (SSNN)

Subject: The MCAS Nematode (HAZMAT Heavy Salvage)

"On paper, the contract says we must spend forty-eight hours in onboard decon before docking... Because some suit is worried about 'mild molecular degradation'... Ha nope...We cycle the airlock twice, spray some industrial air freshener, and head straight to the bar."

"You get used to the smell after a month. The scrubbers were salvaged from an old Freestar livestock transport, so whenever the air recycler kicks into high gear, the cockpit smells faintly of panicked space-chickens. It keeps us alert."

"No, corporate insurance doesn't cover 'spontaneous acid storm implosion.' That falls under an act of God. If the hull dissolves while we’re out cutting, our families don't get a payout—they get a bill for the 'Unreturned' salvage tools. It really incentivizes you to work fast."

"We filed a grievance awhile back, about the high-voltage lines running directly next to the engineer bunk last quarter. The company sent back a digital pamphlet about the health benefits of 'localized electromagnetic therapy' and docked our hazard pay for unauthorized bandwidth use. Now we just use the sparks to light our nutrient paste."

"Perhaps tomorrow I can show you around. I’ll pull strings with security and see if you can look aboard. For now, just admire the exterior. She’s an oversized yellow toaster with an attitude problem, but she’s ours."

EXTRACT: HAZMAT Operations - Corporate Compliance and Reclamation.

Interviewer: David Barron (SSNN)

Subject: The MCAS Nematode (HAZMAT Heavy Salvage - Interior Walkthrough)

"Alright, keep your voice down. I pulled a few favors with the orbital yard security to get you past the quarantine grid... and yes, before you ask, we had to run the airlock decon cycle three times just to clear the chicken smell out of the main bay. Welcome to the Nematode!

As you can see, the corporate architecture department didn't design this ship for comfort; they designed it for structural utility and maximum claustrophobia. The entire habitat cell is locked into a tight, custom one-by-one module. The space was carefully designed for maximum workload and zero 'personal space' - which corporate legally classifies as 'active productivity loss real estate.'

The cockpit is built for maximum pilot stress, splitting every single flight function onto its own separate screen. Half of them are completely busted, so flying is mostly a guessing game. But all is not lost, we have our own office and galley! Gotta be grateful, right?

Moving through, you'll spot the asset evaluation and research tucked directly next to the sanitation head. If the toxic sludge containers start leaking, this is where we find out first. The center deck area doubles as our operational staging bay, docker hatch ingress, and the fleet 'gym' for when the crew cabin fever peaks.

Over here is our EVA readiness bay and our emergency shower, which doubles as our regular shower - though depending on the water load, it's realistically a weekly shower. Finally, we have our top-of-the-line engineering bay, complete with real fuel monitors, diagnostic terminal, and an integrated engineer's quarters!

Pardon a few brief sensor hitches and frame stutters on the security camera feed - the ship's internal power grid is packed to absolute capacity, and the life support system is working overtime to scrub out the ozone.

Look around while you can. Corporate asset retrieval policy states we should be burning fuel toward Procyon 1 by now, but the board can wait another five minutes."