<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1e/80/f2/1e80f2abe068fbf805c7d440c10c5089.jpg)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><strong>Name:Lyssiah Stormwhisper</strong>     <br/><strong>SP:</strong> 35/35      <strong>HP:</strong> 34/34      <strong>RP:</strong> 5/5<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND: Laser pistol, Corona (2d4+2, Burn 1d4, 20 charges)</strong><br/><strong>Equipped Armour:Carbon Skin, Graphite (agility enhancer, mk 1) (with armor bonuses EAC: 16, KAC: 17)</strong><br/><strong>Carried Weapons:Survival knife (1d4+2 , Analog, operative), Semi-auto pistol, tactical (1d6+2)</strong><br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong><br/>medkit (basic), antitoxin (tier 1) (1), field ration (1), r2e (2), serum of healing mk  (2)<br/><strong>Additional Equipment:</strong> Backpack, Battery (6) (20 charges each), Computer (tier 3), Comm-unit (personal)<br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong><br/>Trick Attack, Evasion, Holographic Distraction, Debilitating Trick<br/></tt><br/><br/><hr/>Reva's words caused Lyssiah to look up from her efforts to crack the terminal, which she was trying to do unsuccessfully for a while now. She blinked, taking in the information, looking at the direction Reva was standing. She expected security measures like that... the only thing that was surprising her is that they didn't encounter automated defenses earlier. Glancing at the screen of her mobile computer she sighed, then snapped it close.<br/><strong>"That's it! Breaking into their console is crazy! They got some weird system there, it doesn't follow any of the security protocols I know. Those military types, they are crazy, I tell you!"</strong><br/>Without noticing, Lyssiah sounded animated and emotional over her failure to break into the system, which probably look weird, considering her usualy, reserved attitude. But also, notes of urgency were audible in her voice; armed drones were always a big threat, be they automated or manually controlled.<br/>With quick, obviously practiced motions, she detached the connector cable between her computer and the terminal, took off her backpack and started packing her computer in it.<br/><strong>"Contact. Alright."</strong>she said curtly.<strong>"Can you tell more about the drone? Is it remote controlled or automated? What kind of sensors does it have? Is there a way to go around? Perhaps maintenance tunnels of some kind?"</strong><br/>After having her computer tucked safely in the backpack, Lyssiah stood up and wore the backpack.<strong>"Perhaps we can fool the drone with this? If it doesn't have thermal sensors, that is..." </strong><br/>Having said that, she flicked something on her wrist and a holographic copy of her appeared near her for a few moments, moving independently and fluently then disappeared.  (OOC: Holographic Distraction ability)<br/>