<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">(Miren Baines post) </span><br/><br/>When Quinn had followed the gps navigation down the corridor, she found that it lead to a large pair of double doors that had. “ Virtual Labs” displayed on them which suggested that must have been the place where the trainers worked. Quinn would then use her key card and wait for the audible hiss before stepping into the cylindrical elevator.<br/><br/>The way down was a bit comical because the music that was played was a strange banal tune like something from the 21st century or formally known as Muzak. The ride took quite a while, long enough for someone who didn't know any better to ponder whether they stepped into some pitiless mine shaft until there was finally a chime that suggested the ride was going to be over.<br/><br/>When the solid Steele door opened up, the entire world of the actual tech would completely over-load her reception of the fast approaching events which led her to this moment. The elevator stopped at the foot of a large platform where if one walked up to the heavy three tiered guard rail and looked down, they would see what looked to her as a giant cluster of pods with various people within them, were supported by life support machines and kept in stasis.<br/><br/>The shear volume of these places were incredible for her best guess would probably easily top around 5000 captured subjects. There were rows and rows of blank faces hooked up to breathing apparatuses and floating inside the life preservation tanks, their dignity stripped and left to be displayed by both human and robot alike as it was a mixed lab of droids and scientists working hand in hand. Quinn would also note the amount of cameras that were paced in all directions as well as hidden panels within the ceiling and walls that suggested there was probably automated security.<br/><br/>The place was busy with large cubicles, monitors, and machines where lab techs and other scientists were busy with their experimentations. Gabriel was already in the control room and happened to see Quinn walking into the main foyer that over looked his subjects. Quinn had believed she saw Prentiss but apparently it was only a holographic image being projected to look over some work a few of the lab techs were working on --- a surreal technology that would still take some time to get used to.<br/><br/>“ Nora,” said a voice over the loudspeaker, “ Its on the 3rd level… your keycard should allow you access to the control room elevator located just one hallway down from you to the left,”<br/><br/>As Quinn passed, a freshly captured individual in a space freighter company outfit was seen struggling in her bonds as lab techs subdued her to a hovering placement pod. The woman was about 5”11 and 150 pounds at best but was giving a pretty good fight with the techs that were supposed to be strong arming her into submission. There was a sudden loud popping sound as one of the lab techs fell back with three good holes into his chest for the freighter pilot managed to take over the guard next to her and use his side arm to kill the one that was about to administer drugs. The blonde female with long hair kicked up her legs and snapped the neck of the guard who tumbled down onto the floor.<br/><br/>“ I wont be some fuck slave for this place!” She yelled and let out a burst of rifle fire, strafing where Quinn was walking and nocking out a near by power buoy that rained sparks and sprits of fire from its coils and cabling.<br/><br/>“ You third rate idiots!,” yelled Gabriel, “ Can’t you all follow specific transport procedures?”<br/><br/>Gabriel went to a nearby console and brought up the security grid, operations a nearby automated turret which covered the area Quinn and the escaped prisoner were currently at. The pop out turret automatically zeroed in on the armed woman and fired a direct laser beam which strafed through her chest and made a clean cut, the upper torso side in a perfect cauterized 90 degree angle paired the woman in two pieces before her body dropped to the floor in halves. The rifle fell to the ground and a contamination medical droid was dispatched to clean the mess up.<br/><br/>“ Never mind that annoyance Nora ,” said his voice, “ I said get up here!”<br/><br/>While she was summoned, she would notice a medical droid that hovered over the body’s halves and extract the portion with the pilots head and upper vitals.<br/><br/>“ Be sure to put the rest in a containment tank --- we can always salvage the brain…”