Going trough the last list of important machinery, Vladimir sighed in relief. All the equipment had been acounted for, and plans for getting it of planet fast should the need arise had been made.
Realizing he was late, he pulled his robes tightly to hide his uniform and gear. Putting on an eye patch and gloves, he looked very much like a hunchbacked fanatic. Stepping outside, he made his way towards the spaceport.
Checking out seems not to do much.