Adrian made his way through the maintenance tunnels at a running pace, regularly ducking to avoid hanging wires he wasn't quite sure were live or not and the occasional hanging pipe. It was obvious which portions were used regularly and which weren't, some areas actually looked fairly clean while others were so caked with rust they must have been left untended for at least decades. Some airlocks to different sections of the maintenance tunnels had been jammed open and there were areas on the walls where patches were plainly visible in some of these areas. He silently wondered how long the break had gone unnoticed before someone came along and repaired it.<br/><br/>He had run into Vorcha that were squatting in the maintenance tunnels before and their filth was visible in a few sections as well, he even passed a long-dead and partially mummified looking corpse leaning against a wall, two clean holes in its head. Whoever had killed that Vorcha had made sure it wouldn't be getting back up. He was glad he was wearing his breather, not only because it safeguarded him from depressurization but also because it spared him from having to endure the smells of Vorcha filth and death.<span style="color: red"><i>I just wish it'd filter out the sights as well.</i></span>He thought to himself as he continued through the tunnels.<br/><br/>He could hear what seemed to be distant gunshots at one point, but they faded quickly as he passed their source.<span style="color: red"><i>Probably those stupid mercenaries, already jumping the gun. Bet not a single one of them has landed a shot yet. Wouldn't know subtlety if it shot them in the face at point blank range with a Claymore.</i></span>He shook his head to himself, not slowing down his pace at all. He had to make it to the warehouse before they did if he was to have any chance of taking out Cravix, the chaos they would bring with them would no doubt make a clean shot almost impossible.<br/><br/>Adrian came across the first locked airlock in his journey through the tunnels and was forced to stop in order to hack the lock open. He made a note that the airlock appeared to have a depressurization warning as he unlocked it and the door cracked open. He stepped into it and shut the door behind him, letting the air exchange proceed normally so that he didn't end up spreading the problem further into the tunnels. He left the airlock unlocked but left the warning up on the door for anyone else who used the tunnels. He wasn't too worried about anyone else using his route to get to Cravix since he hadn't seen any others yet in the tunnels.<br/><br/>The depressurized portion of the tunnels was definitely one of the more dangerous parts of the system, the entire area he was in now had basically been spaced. The majority of the wall was completely missing, ragged metal splayed outward to the deadly cold of space, and pieces of the floor were not properly secured and shifted noticeably under his weight. A decent sized section of the floor itself was completely missing in one part, leaving a small three-quarter foot wide rusted metal beam as the only means to cross. As he carefully crossed the metal beam he tried to think of what exactly could have caused this damage. An explosion would have probably caused a lot more collateral damage. Perhaps a poor pilot crashed into the side of Omega at some point in the past. If that was the case he had been quite lucky to avoid breaking all the way through the maintenance tunnels into the more frequented parts of Omega.<br/><br/>Adrian finished crossing the depressurized portion of the tunnel and looked back at the airlock for a moment and took notice that it appeared to be performing another air transfer. Someone was on his tail.<span style="color: red"><i>Might be a Vorcha that was too stupid to read the warning. Might be a merc. I should probably keep moving in either case.</i></span>Adrian wasted no time in opening the exit airlock and stepped in, sealing it behind him. He put a simple lock on the door, enough to delay someone for a minute or two if they weren't very tech savvy. He hoped that if it was a merc they weren't very good with tech. If they were he'd have to deal with company soon. As the air exchange was performed in the airlock Adrian drew his Carnifex and kept an eye on the lock he had just set. As soon as the air exchange finished he got out of the airlock and started running in the direction of Warehouse 12.<br/><br/>This was where he ran into a very serious problem. The maintenance tunnel access to Warehouse 12 appeared to be an automatic door and was locked with a complex lock that would take him some time to get through.<span style="color: red"><i>I wasn't expecting this...</i></span>He stared at the door for a few moments and took another long look down the hallway at the airlock door he had just come through.<span style="color: red"><i>If that was a merc they'll be coming through any minute now...</i></span>Adrian kept his Carnifex drawn and started hacking the door with a look of grim determination on his face, hidden behind his helmet and breather.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>