Event Timely Interruption

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  1. Lyla

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    Glen offered to help Lyla onto her feet, though she didn't quite hear what he said to her. Probably something about if she was okay or not. Which was a silly question. Physically, she was fine.

    Unfortunately, the mind tended to be a bit more fragile.

    She'd seen her own share of violence in her days, but she'd never watched a woman get torn limb from limb. That wasn't human. People didn't eviscerate families in the blink of an eye and then barrel through a wall to continue on a rampage. What did you even classify that as? Monster, was the only thing that her brain could latch on to.

    She passed a shaking hand through her curls, clearing her throat as she tried to find her voice.

    "We're okay." She managed softly.
     
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  2. Steven Maguire

    Steven Maguire Gotta keep flyin'.

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    Maguire's mouth was set in grim lines - the expression not much different from the one worn when the bills for docking and resupply came in. Apparently that was as far down as his range of expression reached.

    "Tadgh, headcount and situation check. Make sure we have everyone, and find out what's happening at the docks. We need to get somewhere safe."
     
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  3. Morne du Plessis

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    @Zay Boussaa @Kealoha Scarsi

    Morné was all too aware that in a firefight between two groups of armoured and well-armed soldiers he was carrying a sidearm and had a flimsy emergency suit on. The protogen forces were just as well kitted as the Martians. He doubted his sidearm would do any damage unless he happened to strike a visor or the neck.

    Rather the open fire he turned to his terminal as they took cover. The protogen vessel was still out there. It had made an attempt to hack into Tycho's systems but the station was defending itself. However the reactor was reporting strange fluctuations. A sudden, unexpected drain in power. He used his ops override and found himself a drone.

    He gave it strict instructions on where to go next, but when it closed on their location he switched to manual piloting. He gave himself a good view of the protogen soldiers. Sleek shapes of gunmetal grey with blue visors. There had only been a handful of real soldiers on Thoth. These were their elite private soldiers. Likely some of the last of them. At least he hoped so. If they had a small fleet of stealth ships the OPA was in dire straits.

    He picked out locations and transmitted them as hostile pings to the Martians. At least they would have numbers and rough locations.

    When the call came he sent the drone into full speed. Through the small screen he saw several protogen soldier turn a moment before it slammed into one of them. He saw the drone tumbling along the ground before it reported heavy damage and then stopped transmitting.

    When the call came he fired some shots. He managed to put a few rounds in a protogen soldiers. It did nothing, but the man's suit would report bullet impacts. No one liked being shot at. The soldier ducked back into cover. Several who took the brunt of martian weaponry were less fortunate.
     
  4. Tadgh

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    Tadgh did as he was instructed. It was easier than trying to rationalise what he had just witnessed. His eyes went from each member of the crew and then to his terminal. He pinged out an emergency status request to anyone left from the crew then hooked into the station's alerts system.

    In the same instant the klaxons signalled for everyone to make an emergency exit. Tadgh projected a station map from his terminal. As he stepped carefully out into the main promenade. The creature had been bleeding, he realised. Perhaps the automatic weapons had done some damage. Little drops of glowing blue ooze marked its trail.

    "Keeps trying to send us to an escape pod," he said. A few more taps and he convinced the station to give him the route he wanted.

    "They won't tell me what the danger is. Our Dock is open. Twelve minutes to Azimuth, five to an escape pod and get someone closer to pick us up?" he asked. "Lyla, you might be able to cut that down if you can convince the station to give us a shorter route."

    Tadgh took a breath, trying to bury what he had seen. He had a responsibility to the crew now. And a dire need to get far away from this place.
     
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