<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> Tactical semi-auto pistol +8, 1d6+2 P (30 ft), 9/9 charges<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> D-suit I (EAC 19, KAC 20)<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Tactical baton +7, 1d4+2 B (melee)<br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> flash grenade I (2), stickybomb grenade I (2), canteen, 2 days rations</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Deep, jagged shadows played across the path ahead as Reva's light followed the contours of the broken airlock, which appeared to have been blasted open from the inside. She waited for the other two to catch up, then took several careful steps ahead, just behind Jules, close enough to get a better look at the body.<br/><br/><em>'Sexy nurse'?</em>Reva snorted, giving Valerie a strange, hesitating look, as though she intended to protest but could not find the words. She shook her head.<strong>"Uh, well, I guess I know a bit, yeah? It's Swarm, maybe a boarder. Must have been lying here since the crash,"</strong>Reva ventured as she examined the body, also making note of the irregular dents and punctures scattered near the exit.<strong>"By the look of things, this one died when some kind of bomb got triggered, the same one that caused the breach here. Much quicker than cancer, at any rate."</strong>(Engineering: 1d20a14 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144331), Medicine: 1d20a12 Result: 31 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144332))<br/><br/><strong>"Best be more careful from here. If whatever caused this was some kind of mine, and if there are any others laying about …"</strong>Reva apparently did not feel the need to finish that sentence.<strong>"Jules can fly, but there might be other dangers aside from the Vesk team, so be ready for anything."</strong>It was a dead ship, but moreover, a dead war-ship, which lent it a certain air of menace. Reva was not the type to be superstitious about things, but sometimes it paid to be paranoid. She drew her pistol.<br/><br/>She sent Jules ahead as per usual, and, before making the call to move on, searched the dead swarm soldier and the immediate vicinity for anything of value or danger that might have remained after the explosion. (Perception: 1d20a9 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144435))