Control Room:
Baylee, Rayfe & Amin, Maxir
It took a moment or two to get the angle, but once set up Baylee was able to take a an amazing potshot at the Marines's unprotected back-side.
The particle-blast from the particle-projection pistol sounded way too loud in the comparatively small room, and it shattered the outer edges of the
Big Damned Hole in the Glass, sending cracks all throughout the pane...
"Sweet Essa." Maxir said, glancing over at Baylee.
"Remind me never to piss you off."
Since I'm using mob-mechanics, Baylee's Superb roll vs the marine-mob's Fair Defend leaves takes two of them out.
Baylee you get to define what "Taken Out" means... so, you tell us what happened to them!
Side note: The (4) marines are now aware of the group in the Control Room.
The marines started yelling, and changing up their positions, turning to face the Control Room. A couple of them fired off shots at her,
clearly visible through the glass.
Marine-Mob rolled 4dF(+1) + Shoot(+2) +2 Teamwork = Attack(+5)
Baylee: Please defend vs PEP Shoot Attack(+5)
At the same time, Karnell was working through the firewalls to get to the hull control. He found it surprisingly easily, but found that he couldn't disengage
all the safety protocols in place. The subroutine for safety-checks was fairly easy to spoof, but it still
had to be done.
Amin was removing a mechanism from the door to the flight deck proper. Apparently whoever the headless serviceman was, he'd barred the doors from the inside. There was formed steel and data conduit wrapped around the handle, and the electronic sensor pad had been ripped from it's housing.
Amin looked over at Karnell.
"Venting takes about three minutes." he said, turning back to the door and unwrapping the data-conduit with what seemed to be excessive care.
"Give it a one minute lead-time. Ah. Got it!"
Amin held up a fist-full of data-conduit, threw it to the floor.
"You." He laid a hand on Maxir's shoulder, the man's mouse-brown hair lit up garishly pink by some of the flickering lights.
"Can you convince them to stand down?"
Maxir went wide-eyed.
"Me? Why me?"
"You're a politician." Amin said.
"That's what you do. You talk people into doing things they don't want to do. Now's the time to prove you were worth saving."
Maxir swallowed hard and put his hand on the door handle...
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I'm gonna say that Opening Hull Door has an automatic sequence that it needs to follow, that goes like this:
- Audible Warning
- Lockdown
- Vent Atmosphere
- Open Hull Doors
This message was last edited by the player at 21:19, Fri 16 Apr 2021.