<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4c/ValerieStar01.png/468px-ValerieStar01.png)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Valerie Orion</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315224.msg15234052#msg15234052)<br/><strong>SP:</strong> 36 / 36      <strong>HP:</strong> 35 / 35      <strong>RP:</strong> 6 / 6<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND:</strong> Azimuth Laser Rifle<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> Vesk Overplate I<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Survival Knife, Tactical Semi-Auto Pistol <br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> Rations x3, Intoxicant x3<br/><br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong> Celestial Radiance 3 / 3, Envoy Improvisation</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Well, there was no going back now, was there? Their ship was probably blown to smithereens - let's be honest, what were the chances of there being<em>three</em>separate groups visiting an uncharted moon in the middle of bumblefuck nowhere? - and they only had a limited supply of oxygen before they started choking to death  on their own carbon dioxide, so the only thing to do was proceed with the mission, pinch a ship and get the fuck out of dodge before they joined their dour former travelling companions. Luckily for them, nobody seemed interested in scouting the area immediately around the ship, so either they'd been seen and they were walking into an ambush...or the Vesk assumed that they'd been able to neutralise the ship before it sent anybody out to explore the area. She fervently hoped that it was the latter - it would make their job a hell of a lot easier - but at this point, it would probably be more sensible to assume the worst and hope to be surprised with<em>news,</em>rather than the other way around.<br/><br/>They crossed the short expanse quickly and without issue, rounding the back of the ship and finding several ways to get in. The obvious way forwards would be the airlock with power, but personally, Valerie didn't like that option. It was powered, so it might be heavily used; that meant they had a higher chance of running into people, and the sooner they got into a firefight, the harder their job would end up being. The fact was, it also required a climb, meaning that they were vulnerable and visible to anybody walking past while accessing it, and would likely end up in a natural chokepoint on the ladder if there were guards on the other side. A depowered airlock, however, was much less likely to be guarded, and might give them some breathing room if they could force their way through. She hummed in the back of her throat. Dust would take a little time to clear, but not a whole lot; nothing a few minutes of kicking and scooping couldn't fix, and who would be near a crashed and smashed starships dead and buried engines?<br/><br/>She crouched by the wall, hidden from sight as best she could, and looked at Reva and Lyssie.<strong>"Well, ladies...looks like w' got ourselves a regular gameshow on our hands. Time t' pick a door!"</strong>She shook her head wryly.<strong>"Honestly, I don' like the thought of goin' through a workin' airlock,"</strong>she admitted quietly.<strong>"More chance've there bein' guards or high traffic. We should try 'n go through the back way, if possible. Reva, is there a way t' temporarily restore power t' the powered down doors? We might have a better chance of stealth if we slip in th' back way through a door they don' think is workin'."</strong>And if they were being watched...then they were fucked no matter which door they picked, so who cared, right? The only way was forwards.<strong>"If we c'n clear th' dust, we can go in through th' engine block, it seems. I doubt anybody'd be at the engines of a derelict ship, so...mebbe that's our best bet, yeah?"</strong>She looked at Reva. Of course, if restoring power wasn't an option, then they would have to try something a little less...subtle. But hey, you gotta explore all your options, right?