"Lil's not here, and probably dead. I'm taking over as officer, at least for now. Train sights on all entrances and fire at the first thing to walk through. And, for the record, be trigger happy; I'd love it if you hit that jackass Owens."
"Fan-fucking-tastic. We didn't even get off the training ship and we already lost someone. Although being trigger happy sounds fun to me. I already like you more than the old CO."
Get ammo from the hole in the floor, lock and load, go prone to present a smaller target, then train sights of big gun on normal size entrance.
"Fucking hell! Hey what about those guys in the combat sim?"
Eava takes cover and aims at the entrance.
"Get to cover!"
Flynn dives for cover and aims at the room's entrance, hands shaking.
"As far as I'm concerned? Dead. Anybody not in this room is to be assumed dead until further notice. We will not search for them, we will not make reservations for them. To our knowledge, they're in deep space by now, and we'll be operating until the danger is past. I might be a homicidal sociopath, but I don't want any of your valuable orga- Er. Any of you to die."
Get to the side of the door, preferably behind something. Train sights on the door, and fire if anything I don't recognizes enters.
Everyone (excepting the still dazed Ash) leaps into action, diving into various places and aiming at the door. Flynn and Eava useing their bunks for cover, Mason lying on the floor and sighting up and Pendle sitting next to it. After a short amount of time...
*EXPLOSION, FOLLOWED BY WHOOSHING NOISE*(Flynn brace:2+4 (enclosed)=success
(Eava brace:1+4 (Enclosed)=success
(Pendle brace:6-2 (Not really secured)=fail (SAVING ROLL: 5+2(Agile)-1 (Strength)=Success)
(Ash brace:6-3 (In open)=fail (SAVING ROLL: 1+2(Agile)+1(luck)+1(Strength)-1(Daze)=fail)
(Mason brace:3+0 (light cover)=fail (SAVING ROLL: 5+2(Agile)+2(strength)=crit success)
The room explosively decompresses out through the open door, nearly meaning the end for Pendle and Mason, and being the end for Ash (No, Im not gonna describe that mess). Flynn and Eava, being rather well protected by their bunks, manage to hold on well enough, while Mason slides towards it, grabs hold of the ammo storage thing, grabs hold of a clip of ammo and throws it at the door controls, hitting it dead on. The door quickly starts to seal itself, (6 vs 4+2(Agile)), nearly chopping Pendles foot off in the process, but he manages to pull it in just in time.
This all starts
another alarm going, and causes the emergency equipment to open, whilst a recorded voice advised all crew to put their emergency air supplies on and report to the closest air closet.
Meanwhile, far below, the purple suited attackers make their way up the ship, dodging bits of matter as they go. In the gym they spot a bunch of dazed troops in the null-g training chamber, and laugh as they shoot them to small chunks.
I think
someone has anger issues.
Ashley Carson, Corporal, is MIA.B-9734
A-513
A-511, three clips (10/10, 10/10, 10/10)
E-31
Training chip
81/90 lb
WARNING: REQUIRES INTERNAL AIR SUPPLIES
B-9734
A-512, four clips (30/30, 30/30, 30/30, 30/30)
E-31
Training chip
72/100 lb
WARNING: REQUIRES INTERNAL AIR SUPPLIES
B-9734
A-512, Four clips (30/30, 30/30, 30/30, 30/30)
E-31
Training chip
72/80 lb
WARNING: REQUIRES INTERNAL AIR SUPPLIES
B-9734
"Heavy" A-512, two belt (100/100, 100/100)
E-31
Training chip
100/100 lb
WARNING: LOAD LIMIT
WARNING: REQUIRES INTERNAL AIR SUPPLIES
The suits you guys are wearing have internal air supplies, enough for four hours. However, none of you have them enclosed yet, so you might want to seal your helmets. You havent done it automagically because those things are hot and uncomfortable, plus most of you changed or ate food...
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