Barrett stepped off of the seeker, sweeping his rifle around for dramatic effect. He had one magazine magnetically strapped to his pressure suit, and one in his rifle; 198 rounds.
"something's off... any decent scavenger would have gotten the lights on this ship... I dunno. I say we head to the bridge, get a full update. Maybe figure out what happened to the crew... this ship is just in too good of a condition, its suspicious..." he pauses a moment, stroking the metaphorical chin of his pressure suit "Rae, can you get us a thermal? Maybe it was a radiation leak, and a comns failure."