<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/>To Lyssiah's surprise, the search for maintenance tunnels progressed much faster than she anticipated. With a combination of sheer luck and perhaps Reva's intuition, they found two options. Going into the first they found wasn't a very good idea, in her opinion. She wouldn't want to squeeze into a narrow tunnel without any space to maneuver or turn back..<br/><strong>"Perfect place to place boobie-traps. I am <em>not</em> going in there."</strong>she commented as soon as she glanced inside.<br/>When they found the second maintenance tunnel, Lyssiah frowned and looked around, trying to understand how the hell ship technicians went through the hatch in the ceiling without any apparent ladder in the surroundings.  Probably they brought ladders and such with them, she decided when in the corner of her eye, she noticed a movement that shouldn't be there.<br/>Instantly alarmed, her head snapped in the direction of the movement, a laser gun appearing in her hand as if by magic. The door behind which the entrance to the pressured part of the ship was opening!<br/><em>We were discovered</em>was a first thought that passed through her mind, though it wasn't a panic but assessment of the situation. A heartbeat later, she discarded the thought, replacing it with more logical -<em>Vesk patrol</em>. In any case, that was bad. She quickly looked around, assessing their options. The maintenance tunnel was too high for the whole team to get into in the time that was left. If any of them was discovered, all of them would die; and Lyssiah didn't want to die, obviously.<br/>The closest possible hiding place was the workshop with the terminal she tried to hack. Since the whole area was sacked, Lyssiah thought, a regular patrol is unlikely to look closely into the adjacent rooms, unless they have a good reason to look around. Like opened maintenance hatch that wasn't open before.<br/><strong>"Patrol. Close the hatch and let's go..." </strong>she hissed through the communications line, sudden urgency audible in her voice.<strong>"...computer room. Now." </strong><br/>There was no need to hiss or whisper, of course, but old habits die hard. Lyssiah slapped the shoulder of Val with a little shove towards the workshops, to be absolutely sure she caught her attention, adding<strong>"...let's go!"</strong>as she dashed towards the workshops, stopping at the entrance for a moment to glance at the other two, then towards the opening door on the main corridor. A moment later, she retreated inside the workshop, intent on hiding behind one of the machines. Lyssiah cursed herself silently, feeling a bit lost. She felt as if she should've done something to help others not get seen, but wasn't sure what she could do. As always, she acted out of instinct and experience, but if others would not be fast enough and get seen, all of their lives would become very interesting very fast. And she owed Valerie, owed her big time! If it wasn't her warning back when they were together in the merc group, well...