Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160108224927

"What've you got." Carter asked, heading into the hallway, holding his rifle by his waist. He brushed some flakes of singed cloth from the shot that that young woman had landed. He had found the whole experience surreal, and ended up not having the heart to pull the trigger. Which he paid for- the laser's heat had seeped through his armor, and now his back ached something fierce. Not to mention had she ruined his duster. They weren't easy to come by in space.

"What've I got?" The soldier in question, Jameson replied. In the corridor, which was like the rest of the ship, there was a terminal that controlled a docking bay door on the wall. Jameson had hacked into it easily. "Sir, I've got us direct access into the mainframe.  I've got the whole layout for the ship."

"Lay it out for me." Instructed Carter, standing over the Jameson's shoulder. "Stockings, go watch that door.  Make sure no one follows us through."