T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[doghead]

Saanath gives Tomas time to collect his stuff together then cautiously follows him into the Dvonn.

ooc: from memory, there were enough pistols for Saanath to grab one as well, but could you let me know.

 

[Maerdwyn]

ooc: yes, there were enough

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle continues to wait. None of the chatter means anything to her, and though she wants to rush in to help whoever might be wounded, she realizes that is foolish. She sighs and looks around distractedly.

 

[Wilphe]

Ruzz'koff, unable to take an active part in proceedings, sits back and sizes up Vyrkris.

OOC: Sense Motive really. Does she look at ease, confident, ready to use that pistol if she has to?

 

[Maerdwyn]

Ruzz'koff, unable to take an active part in proceedings, sits back and sizes up Vyrkris.

OOC: Sense Motive really. Does she look at ease, confident, ready to use that pistol if she has to?

In Ruzz'koff's view, she is decidedly *not* confident. She looks ready to use the pistol, if necessary, possibly even if it's not all that necessary, out of nerves.

 

[Maerdwyn]

(moving right along...)
After Saanath, Quinn, and Tomas step in to the airlock, the outer door slides shut behind them. Tomas step up to the next security pad, and after some difficulty, is able to open the inner door.

This time, the pressure guage on each of their suits registers a quick drop, as the air inside the airlock is sucked out into the rest of the ship. It's not a vaccuum inside here, but it is way below normal air pressure.

Before them stretches a short corridor, leading to an iris valve hatch. The walls are painted green on top, black on the bottom, in the colors of Turku Waste Corsairs. The whole corridor covered in a thin layer of dust, as if it hasn't been used in a long time - each man leaves footprints behind him in it as he walks.

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Back on the boats, the breathing and random sounds that had been coming through from Tomas' and Quinn's personal communicators stoops for a few moments, but then begins again as the comms get picked up by the Dvonn's comm network.

 

[Tonguez]

"Strange" Tomas muses as they move along the dusty corridor "either these people don't clean or this hall hasn't been used in a while - why would a ship not be using one of its accessways?"

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle resists the urge to talk on the comm system, thinking it best to leave the searchers alone. Her hands clench and unclench before she relaxes them deliberately.

 

[doghead]

Saanath shakes his head.

"I don't know. Even if not used, it should be inspected regularly."

Saanath hesitates for a moment, fumbling with his suit. ~If there is a secure channel on it, he will turn it an and, silently if posiible, indicate for the others to do the same.~

 

[Maerdwyn]

OOC:The comms in the vac suits are not secure, but they are also not patched into the Dvonn's comm system. You would need to turn those off/close the channels to speak over the suit's comms without going out through the Dvonn's system to the boats.

Edit: made mistake - thought Saanath didn't have a personal communicator.