T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[doghead]

Saanath sticks his tongue out at Quinn's back. He then throws back his head and laughs. Getting into trouble again Saanath. God, you just never grow up. He reaches down and takes a weapon (a pistol if available, a rifle otherwise) and proceeds to give it a once over. -Power. Safety. Setting? Sorted. I think. - before setting it on his belt.

Seeing Quinn reaching for the airlock, he hurridly steps over to the door, slapping his helmate's visor closed and clicking the lock into place as he goes.

He flashes Vyrkris a thumbs up and a big grin, only to realise that the visor is set to mirrored. Right, get with the program Saanath. Lock 'n Load! 'n all that. He sighs to himself inside his helmate, then returns his attention to Quinn.

 

[Tonguez]

"Any ideas on a password?" Tomas asks as he steps forward noticing that the boat is suddenly smaller than he had realised. He notices Sanaaths actions and grins bemusedly - 'stress of imminent battle' he assumes

"I can try and override the activation pad sir" he offers as he gets alongside Quinn having so quickly reverted back o navy service. Besides the word sir is short and efficient, much better in an emmergency than the less formal terms he could use 'boss' being the least offensive ...

 

[Wilphe]

Ruzz'koff sits alert and ready to move the shuttle away if necessary.

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle sits nervously, impatiently, waiting for orders or casualties.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

On a second scan, the composition of the asteroid remains elusive. Of course, with these low grade sensors, that's not too much of a surprise. Still...

Trelene takes her time this time and checks herself as she tries to get a really good scan of the asteroid. (taking 20)

 

[Maerdwyn]

Julia's voice intrudes: "Tomas, could you get it open? Are you in? Can't tell from over here."

Meanwhile Julia glances over and sees Trelene deep in thought - concentrating intently on the sensors as she make fine adjustments and recalculates earlier findings. All Julia sees on the screen, however, is an unremarkable asteroid, less than a hundred meters across.

 

[doghead]

In the strange artificial silence of the suit, Saanath realises that his heart is beating fast. He concentrates on slowing his breathing as he waits for Quinn to give the go command.

 

[Tonguez]

ooc Opening the airlock (unless Quinn has other ideas) woohoo rolled a 19! +11 = 30 (T/Electronics ,Mechanical or T/Engineering)

 

[Maerdwyn]

The security console is pretty standard. Tomas assumes that it's not vargr technology, (the finger pads are smaller than the ones they generally use, on account of their claws) so it's probably a relatively recent add-on. The task of shorting the thing out in just the right way would normally be pretty straightforward, but the suit makes it a bit more of a challenge. Still, the airlock soon yawns open, waiting for the team to come aboard. No greeting, no tone, no alarm, accompanies the opening of the hatch. Additionally, hen the airlock opened, there was no substanstial change in pressure aboard the boat. Since the interior volume of the airlock is about half that of the boat's, it's a pretty clear bet the airlock was at full air pressure before Alpha docked.

There is a light on in the airlock, and from the boat, everyone has a clear view of a small space with another door and security pad on its far side.
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Julia hears the hiss of the airlock hatch over the comm, and nods to herself, "Great. Sounds like you guys are in. Keep us posted - and don't forget the oxygen!" She looks over at the other seat, where Trelene is still in the process of interpreting data, and says quietly, "What have you got there?"

 

[Watus]

"Alright, this is it."

Quinn steps through the hatch and into the airlock.

"Keep your eyes open."