<a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=83335&amp;pid=2016239#pid2016239"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493"><i>Jin-Lai Park</i></span></a><br/>Location: Landing Bay of Gramercy's Run<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>Damn.  Jin knew immediately her big distraction job would not, could not work.  Because they were already here.  Hell.  There was no way to distract them to pull troops away from Mateo and the rest of the crew and the borders.  She sighed.  Of course, being professional bad guys, they probably had a lot more experience in controlling hostage hand offs than you're average plucky restaurateur turned ship's cook.<br/><br/>She wished she had gone with her other plan of the hot sauce bombs, but honestly she had thought they would be wearing helmets and atmo suits.  SHe also didn't like her chances of doing anything before the asshole with the shottie blasted Mateo, her, or both and others.<br/><br/>She only took solace in knowing that meant the boarding party was likely lightly opposed.<br/><br/>And so Jin made a decision, and stepped in front of the Dr and Riz  "Whoa, whoa there, you know we are flesh and blood here, and you have your finger on that trigger there.  What , are you trying to kill us, how about a little firearm safety here?"  Actually she didn't see if he did or not.  The point here wasn't to actually elicit a change in behavior, it was merely to distract from whatever the boarding team might be doing right now. It was fairly weak, but it was safer than a bonsai charge with her vicious vibro-dagger.  She prefered her distractions be without her blood and guts splattered up against the Annie.