Zyzzy sees the screen and says, "Do it." She skitters back from the door to get cover at the nearest turn in the hallway. She knows she's not built for front line fighting.
Sobec is already by the door, weapon in hand, and he prepared to attack the first thing that comes through. Being up beside the door, however, he does not look inside.
...a bridge in disarray. In the middle section, where you would ordinary expect the command chair to be, there appears to be a large bed of sorts, with one or two other pieces of furniture. Behind partial cover the bed provides stands a stout looking female lashunta with spiky red hair, a robotic arm, and a big damn gun. "Time to die," she says as she snaps off a shot and what appears to be a giant shard of ice narrowly deflects off of Sobec's plated armour.
The bridge is a semi-circular affair, with the floor sinking around the edges to where most of the crew stations are with the viewing ports in front of them. There is maybe fifteen feet in between you and the foot of the bed.
Strung across the doorway there is a tripwire. You cannot see what it is attached to.
"Sobec, lookout for the tripwire at the door!" Zyzzy says loudly, flatly. She fires at the lashunta. "Take out the big gun first," she whispers to Tara.
"Big gun first. Got it." Tara expertly strides into cover and sights on the biggest target, and squeezes off a pair of shots... that fly wide, unfortunately.