“Holy crap,” the large man muttered as the fabric covered his head, blocking his sight. A second later, the part covering his face shimmered and became transparent.

“That’s so cool,” Lana said admiringly.

“Good thing I’m not claustrophobic,” Bulco grunted. He examined The Puncher on his arm, which wasn’t covered by the suit, then he concentrated. The suit retracted from his body back to the small pack, now belted around his waist.

“Handy,” Nori noted. “Mine doesn’t do that.”

“I think your suit is actually better,” Lana said. “It offers some physical protection that ours don’t.” She handed Nathan one of the belts and put the last one around her own waist.

The zero-grav boots came next. They were just oval strips of unknown material, but when held against their soles, they extended over their own shoes.

“OK, that’s pretty cool.” Bulco lifted one leg to examine the new layer. “It even patched up a tear I had in my shoe.”

“Looks like that’s everything,” Lana said. “Anyone hungry?”

Nathan nodded enthusiastically.

Bulco chuckled and patted his back. “I could grab a bite to eat too.”

They passed through the bridge and into their quarters.

Nori frowned as she looked around, seeing nothing but the six beds. “Where’s the kitchen you mentioned? Or the toilets, for that matter?”

“Check this out,” Lana said with a grin. She moved toward one of the beds and raised her hands. Just like the chairs on the bridge, the bed in front of her melted to the floor and several counters popped up instead. There was even an implement that looked like a stove. Lana opened a drawer and retrieved a cardboard box. “Who’s up for cereal?”

Bulco shook his head. “That’s not food, girl. Move over.” He stood next to Lana, opened another counter and took out several items. He cut thick slices of bread, spread a generous amount of mayonnaise and slapped some jerky on top. He took a large bite and closed his eyes in pleasure. “Now that’s the breakfast of champions.”

Lana looked disgusted and prepared a bowl of cereal for herself. Nori and Nathan didn’t have her reservations though, and they each accepted the Engineer’s sandwiches.

“Not bad,” Nori admitted between mouthfuls. “How did you come up with this combo?”

“Easy. That’s all we have in stock. Well, we have a few jars of preserved capers, but I’d die before I eat those.”

“I like capers,” Lana said defensively.

Bulco looked at her as she happily chewed her cereal and chuckled. “I rest my case.”

Nori bent and a narrow stool sprouted from the floor to support her. “I assume you didn’t do much cooking before the Calamity?”