<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SrFJtt1.jpg)</div>Jolyn Suli (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2271264)<br/><br/><strong>Wound:</strong>0/12  -<strong>Strain:</strong>2/12  -<strong>Soak:</strong>3  -<strong>Morality:</strong>50  -<strong>Conflict:</strong>2 -<strong>Destiny:</strong>3 dark 4 light<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hangar -> Hallway<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>all<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Commit 1 force die: Sense Control 2 - twice per turn, increase difficulty of attacks against user by 2<br/><br/>Stealth into the room with the gunner<br/><strong>Roll:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">stealth roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/HoVXEP0.png)</div></div><hr/><br/>Jolyn was already making her way back towards the hangar door while they discussed the finer details of their plan, "I'd recommend scrounging for as many supplies as you can carry, not just the suits. Escaping on the ship won't mean much if we starve soon after" she suggested, tugging the hood further down her helmet and disabling the visor's glow, vanishing into the dark hallway as though dipping into a pool of ink.<br/><br/>Having already taken out the lights before hand, the hallway was completely dark, leaving her completely in her element. Without a sound she made her way down the hall, following the sound of turret fire to the gunner's location. Peering inside she would ready her rifle, using it to scope out the room and get a bead on her target.