<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/bd0d5b3d-d5aa-4913-b587-901d54b582f7/d8hjjlz-79555304-5f4c-4ba0-9369-c14c65a631b8.jpg/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1924,q_75,strp/badass_scifi_gal_by_leejj_d8hjjlz-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTkyNCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2JkMGQ1YjNkLWQ1YWEtNDkxMy1iNTg3LTkwMWQ1NGI1ODJmN1wvZDhoampsei03OTU1NTMwNC01ZjRjLTRiYTAtOTM2OS1jMTRjNjVhNjMxYjguanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwMjQifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.-c8yS5bhEYKcnM-yhzQbLDWwPK_ynjb8LPIeqUIGg04)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Name:</strong> Reva Morten (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315224.msg15234208#msg15234208)<br/><strong>SP:</strong> 45/45      <strong>HP:</strong> 34/34      <strong>RP:</strong> 6/6<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND:</strong> (None)<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> D-suit I (EAC 19, KAC 20)<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Tactical baton +7, 1d4+2 B (melee); tactical semi-auto pistol +8, 1d6+2 P (30 ft), 9/9 charges<br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> flash grenade I (2), stickybomb grenade I (2), canteen, 2 days rations</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Within seconds of receiving the silent alert from Jules—still in position on the opposite side—Reva stopped and watched as a shadow moved across the gentle light of the hangar, then resolved into a pair of tall, bulky silhouettes.<br/><br/><strong>"Stop,"</strong>she said, gesturing to catch Valerie's and Lyssiah's attention. She knelt down behind cover and switched the channel on her communicator.<strong>"Away team to <em>Caterwaul</em>, we are on site, have visual on two figures exiting the derelict … Vesk, I think."</strong><br/><br/>Reva had not been introduced to many Vesk in her time, but she knew of their reputation: Big, stern, and a bit eager to violence. They also looked well-outfitted; this taken with the likelihood of more inside the ship made Reva start to worry about the odds at winning a shoot-out. She studied the pair for a moment before concluding they did not appear to be on alert, thankfully enough.<br/><br/><strong>"Hold still,"</strong>she said to Lyssiah and Valerie,<strong>"Wait for them to get out of sight, then we move for it."</strong>She pointed in the direction of the ship's prow, about 60 feet away. If they could make it there, they could find an unguarded entrance to one of the middle or upper decks while staying clear of line of sight from the ground … hopefully.