Dunno how I managed to miss a day...
Shoot open door 1 for the guys
Since Grits is keeping eye on surroundings and Vik doesn't have his helmet anymore, it's up to Joanne to provide light for Vik.
[Con: 1] Lasering door lock is precision work so you need your both hands for this. Unfortunately you forgot your right hand is a concentrated ball of broken pain and you end up swinging your laser around very dangerously, wasting last watts in the battery.
[End: 6]
[Joanna Dex: 6]
You cut off your right leg, but don't even notice it. Your focus is entirely focused on your broken right hand and swearing flowing from your mouth would make even most experienced space sailor blush.
Joanna notices incoming swing and dodges it just in time. She jumps on Grits who wasn't prepared for tackle, and both end up on floor akwardly piled.
Number of functional people is dropping rapidly...
Stand back while my teammate tries to open door 1, watch his 6.
If he manages to open it, go inside and see what's up.
If he doesn't manage it, see if there isn't a less invase way I can open this up with some elbow grease and jury rigging.
Judging how you were tackled on floor and stream of curses Vik shouts you assume he failed. Trying to ignore the fact Joanna fell on your ass and the fact Vik is very rapidly bleeding out you get up and check the lock.
[Aux: 5] Perhaps you should always try to bypass locks using your own skills first rather than relying violent approach your teammates seem to prefer. Seriously. All it takes is pulling case of the electronic lock open and fiddle little bit with wires and circuits and boom! It's open.
On the computer screens you manage to see number of graphs representing atmospheric conditions in various rooms and some other data about life support condition around the base, most almost on red. Then screens go dark as computers lock themselves out.
((Good times))
Any survivors around? Dave will not be happy.
No living survivors around and you are not sure if you count as one either.
Oh, and lights went out just now. You are left in complete darkness in collapsed room with your late teammate's upper half as your only company. Then, sounds of little legs. Hundreds little skittering legs. Very familiar sound. You have heard this before, back when your feets were burned off. Remember? Those hungry little bastards?
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