Adrian kept an eye on the airlock as it cycled, and then raised an eyebrow as the cycling suddenly stopped and the door did not open.<i><span style="color: red">Huh, must've been a debug cycle or something.</span></i>As if in time with that thought there was a shower of sparks from the panel next to him, Adrian leaned away from the sparks and raised a hand to shield himself. He then looked at the door's lock and saw that it read out an error.<i><span style="color: red">I don't think that was supposed to happen...</span></i>He gave a brief look around and then holstered his pistol, no longer worried about anything coming through the airlock, and bent down to draw his knife from its sheath.<span style="color: red"><i>I'm sure someone'll come along to investigate that in no time though, might as well let them do the work for me.</i></span>Adrian drew his knife and stood up and then plastered himself against the wall next to the door, so that he wouldn't be immediately visible to anyone who opened the door. He then simply waited for the person to come and investigate as he tightly gripped his knife.<br/><br/><span style="color: red"><i>One quick stab to the throat followed by a stab to the armpit. Done it a million times, it'll go fine this time too.</i></span>He reassured himself as he noticed the locking circle had disappeared and been replaced by a green one. It seemed his victim was here and Adrian couldn't help but grin widely. The door slid open and a moment later a Batarian stepped through, a cheap pistol in hand, looking around for the source of the error. He didn't have a chance to respond as Adrian burst from his place against the wall and made a quick vicious stab with his knife straight into the Batarian's throat, causing blood to spray from the freshly severed arteries. He immediately reached up to cover the wound and started gurgling blood in what would have been a call for help had his throat not been cut as he raised the pistol, trying to take down the man who had killed him. Adrian grabbed the pistol arm, pulled it up toward the ceiling and then stabbed again, this time in the armpit. The cut severed both the artery and the tendon and also had the effect of dislocating the shoulder, causing the pistol to drop out of the Batarian's hand and the arm to fall limp at his side once Adrian released it, hanging unnaturally low and out of place. Adrian then stabbed the Batarian in the gut, allowing him collapse into a puddle of blood as he withdrew his knife.<br/><br/>It had been brutal and messy, but it was silent and effective. Adrian's whole right arm from the elbow down was drenched in the Batarian's blood, and there was a large spray of it across his chest from the throat stab. He bent down and wiped off the blade of the knife on the Batarian's clothing and then used the newly clean blade to slice off a large portion of one of the Batarian's pant legs and sheathed his knife. He used the piece of cloth as a rag to wipe off the blood from his armor. This way he could at least look like a normal mercenary, not like someone who had just murdered their way into the place. He drew his Vindicator and stepped through the door into the sub-floor of the warehouse, shutting the door behind him to hide the dead body and massive blood puddle underneath it, and took a look around while looking as nonchalant as possible.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>