Kala didn't know why she got the lingering look from Taseer, but smiled behind her mask when she agreed.  It gave Kala something to do other than helping with the crates.<span style="color: sienna"> “Yup, certain I can.”</span>She said before moving off to one of the loaders to wave the crew off manning it, before they could move it to any of the crates.  Moving it out of the way so it wasn't a hindrance once she pulled its power.  It took her a moment to pull the panel from the loader and pull the power cell.<br/><br/>With a light grunt, She finally pulled the power from its housing in the loader and lowered it to the floor.  It wasn't exactly light.  A normal woman would probably have had problem.  If she hadn't been a ship engineer for so long, she would have had a problem.<br/><br/>Once Kala had the power cell out, Kala set it down and opened up her omnitool to do some basic maintenance scans, looking for the power conduits that ran throughout the bay.  After the first scans, she studied her omnitool readout, looking for where they could get a power feed from her cell.  Following the lines on her display she saw them converge on one of the access tunnels, the one that Kala could see Shira’Va standing by.  At least before Taseer called her over to help with a crate.<br/><br/>Taking the power cell, and some of the feed wires, Kala moved over to the maintenance access with everything she would need before she crawled into the dark, the light from her helmet leading the way.  Her rifle was leaned against the wall on the outside the maintenance hatch.<br/><br/>Kala was only a little way into the passage when she found the access panel with one of the main power conduits for the cargo bay.  About a minute after she disappeared into the access tunnel, the lights in the bay flickered for a moment before they came on.<span style="color: Sienna">“Did that work? I can’t see any light in this maintenance access tunnel other than what is from my headlamps."</span>She called back out to them, not even trying to be quiet.  Her attention and the light from her headlamp was focused on the console and not down the access shaft.  she obviously had no idea about any of the other people being creeped out, yay for the alcohol she had drank during their little party.  it hadn't all worked it's way out of her yet..  She had left herself unarmed with her rifle sitting against the wall next to the access tunnel that her ass had crawled into.  she only had her omnitool and the incinerate charges she had loaded into it that morning.<br/><br/>……………………………………<br/><br/>As they entered the cavern in the bed of the vehicle darkness encompassed them, cutting off all their light as they moved away from the entrance.  Darion turned the light from his rifle on when he could barely see anymore.  Out of curiosity he turned the rifle up to the ceiling as they moved.  He only turned it off when the pinpoints of light that marked the descent down to the research base.<br/><br/>Seeing the dropoff ahead of them, Darion couldn't do much more than whistle out and look over the side down into the depths.  At the doc’s statement Darion just grinned behind his armor.<span style="color: seagreen">“So, only the ones worth anything are a pain in the ass to get to.  Sounds about right.”</span>He stated before sitting back and waiting for them to get to their objective, He kept looking down into the chasm as he waited.<br/><br/>He only glanced up at the vent when they passed, it giving him an eerie reminder of the movie the gunny had made them watch at one time.  But past that he had no comment about that.<br/><br/>When they finally arrived at the facility itself, he wasn't terribly impressed, it looked completely new, and like everything else, undamaged.  And looked un-occupied, but still powered on.  As Firas hopped off the vehicle and took up a position near the door, Darion stood and took up a position just behind the cab of the crawler, bracing his rifle ontop of the cab, watching the door for anything to shoot.  All the preparations proved to be unneeded though as when the door finally opened, there was nothing waiting for them but the other side of an airlock.<br/><br/>Though, Darion did not change his position, even as the crawler moved into the airlock and it began cycling, he just kept watching and waiting.<br/><br/>The inside of the facility, the vehicle bay they entered was empty of any signs of violence or any clues as to what happened here, other than it happened while they were in the middle of work when it happened, the second crawler was sitting there in what looked like the middle of loading or unloading.  The research teams own vehicles were sitting there as well, looking unused.  Once Sorv pulled the crawler into the bay, Darion hopped off himself as well, moving over to the side and just hopping off onto the ground.  His rifle never left the ready position against his chest.<br/><br/>He moved over to where the others were gathering and listened to them and what they were talking about.  The fact that they couldn't call out definitely increased his desire to get out of there.<span style="color: seagreen">“I personally think this is way too creepy and we should get out of here… but where is the fun in that?  And the money of just running?  Let’s keep going.  My curiosity at what happened here, is overriding my gut saying we should run.”</span>That was his vote at least.<br/><br/>Though Milenya’s suggestion of survivors did get him thinking as he spoke to her.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, that is a possibility.  We have only seen 1 body… of course if this were a horror movie, we will probably find a single room here somewhere with the bodies torn to shreds far more violent than anything any of us have seen.  Let’s hope we actually find some survivors, even if they are deranged.  They wouldn't have any military hardware to put up a real challenge.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>