After Earth - Episode II - Beyond Colonial Space.

[ethandrew]

Pierce
Defense: 14 - HP: 22/27 - Initiative: 21

"Ahhh! Holy burning flesh from hell it shot me!" Pierce shouts in pain as his forearm flesh sears really damn hot. He pulls out his shotgun and turns from the corridor, squeezing the trigger, the action of which moves muscles and tendons that are currently already causing him lots of discomfort. He shouts again as his shot goes completely wayward, the pain from firing causing his arm to recoil.

Popping back into the Corridor of Safety and Life, Pierce breathes heavy into the comm, "Some plasma turret shot me!"

Attack with the shotgun: Natural 1.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Plasma Turret? Great, I'll try to deactivate it, so you can scavenge it for the Greed." Replies Cnosos by the intercom. He surfs through the system trying to locate the defenses access point.

Use computer: 11+11:22

 

[Rhun]

"We're not scavenging anything, Cnosos. The crew is alive, salvage rights don't apply," says Damon. He raises an eyebrow as the engineer works the computer. "Do you need some help with that?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

Cnosos frowns at amon's comment. "Well then let's take it as part of the payment. We need some of those turrets. At least one to make reverse engeneer with. As for the help, it depends on how stuborn is this computer. Anyhow, I think she needs more help at the moment." the man says, not taking his sight out of the screen

 

[Shayuri]

"Jesus," Mel mutters. "They don't even ask... Hey, Pierce! Are you okay? Should I send in Gaetanna in a little nurse outfit with a handbag full of painkillers, or can you soldier on?"

 

[ethandrew]

"It's still shooting! If I don't blow this thing up you'll need more than painkillers! You'll need like, I dunno, deathkillers or something," the big man shouts between poking his head out around the corner and trying to time the intervals between shots.

 

[Rhun]

Damon stares into the Captain's eyes, trying to get her to snap out of her oxygen-deprived daze. "Captain, can you please shut down your ship's defenses. We are only trying to help, and one of my crew is under fire from an automated turret."

 

[Relique du Madde]

Gaetanna's eyes got big. "Mel you're a genius!" Gaetanna quickly exited the bridge then grabbed a long narrow box*, and two extremely small guns (just in case) from her belongings before making her way towards the airlock. "Hey, the air's breathable now right? I don't want to drop dead once the inner latch closes."



* Her morphic disguise kit.

 

[Blackrat]

[sblock=OOC]Well now, there's a lot going on, I'll try to keep things in happening order and make the necessary rolls now if you hadn't already made them.[/sblock]

Pierce dodges to the corridor and the turret stops firing but as you take a peek you notice the little lens on the turret scanning the area and as it notices your head it quickly turns the muzzle towards you. And even quicker you are to pull your head back in...

Cnosos tries to access the internal security but the computer seems to be uncooperative and denies access. It will take some time to convince the computer that you have the right to do what you are trying.

The captain suddenly pounces up and grabs Damon by the collar. What children?! Our future you idiot! I tried to seal the air but I don't know if I was fast enough. She seems to be hysterical and your plea to shut down the defences doesn't register in her mind.

Gaetanna runs to the "bed-room" to grab her disquise kit.

 

[Relique du Madde]

With the disquise kit in hand she then heads towards the airlock.