Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160109161704

Carter reached the hallway way he was headed to, shoving aside surprised and terrified technicians. And by shoving aside, he meant throwing them into the wall so that they'd be too unconscious to call for guards. He paused some dead Soviet soldiers, and entered into a tech lab, the doors of which had been blown off the hinges. Two of Carter's men stood in the opening left behind, and they nodded to the Sergeant Major as he entered.

"Glad you could join us, Sarg." Said Jameson, working on a very advanced computer set-up. The terminal in question was black, and was builting into a a holographic table that dominated the center of the room, and floating above it was a swirl of designs and data, constantly rotating in an endless sphere of information. The arched, tan walls of the space station seemed dull in comparison to the bluish glow that was cast on them. Other than that, the room had some other technical equipment lining the walls.

"What is this?" Carter asked, sagging slightly as he surveyed... whatever this was. He'd rarely seen technology such as this anywhere in the world or beyond. Holograms were scarcely used.

"This?" Jameson glanced at the hologram. "This is just a display feature.  Just a bunch of fancy mumbo-jumbo.  No, what we want is digital." Jameson gestured to the chip he'd plugged into a slot on the Holographic table's rim.

"Digital?" Carter asked.

"Yeah, I'm downloading it onto that data chip, now.  Soviet terminals don't take holotapes.  Fancy-that."

Carter grunted, and surveyed the swirling data. Suddenly, it vanished, leaving the room dull. It suddenly seemed very dark.

"What happened?" He asked, surprised.

"It's been moved onto the chip." Jameson explained. He pressed a few more keys, and the chip made a clicking sound as it was ejected. It had changed in appearance, the wings opening and the golden prongs receeding to the chip's circluar center, where a faint blue light had begun to hum.

Jameson took the chip, and held it up.

"For you, commander." Jamesons said, extending it for Carter to take. Carter did so, examining the little device for a moment.

"Should be able to lock into the interface on your helmet- it'll communicate with your Red Sight." Carter nodded, and did so, detaching his helmet for just a momet to lock the chip inside at it's back, before refassening it on.

"All good?" Jameson asked.