<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/DianeKeynes2.jpg)</div><br/>"Kaylee! I'm coming your way. Looks like Fio's got something taking heat off us. Unless we are now part of a three-way, which are not quite as fun when they use plasma!" Diane called on the radio, giving the bulkhead a spiteful kick and hoping it was moderately stuck at the least as her laser switched off at the edges of the door hissed and glowed red. Pushing off from her covers, she scrambles along the corridor crouched down, on a hand and her feet, the other keeping her sidearm ready as she tried to keep a low-profile and handle the incline of the crashed ship. "Do we have eyes on the actual point of this whole mess yet, Kaylee? If we gotta drag a crate between us, it might get dicey."