Julice rubbed at her head. "Remind me to get checked up at the medical bay to see if my brain can ever be pieced back together." She complained, and though her tone wasn't happy, she seemed to be smiling. "Still, that was a good way, if not the only way to get rid of that thing. So where're the others?" Julice checked her magnum. Four rounds left and then she'd have to reload.

"Probably either captured or getting the hell over here. From what I can make out from Jam's earlier statements, Adam's in an cybernetic interrogation."

Jim walked up to the boarding ramp and gave a wave at the ship's boarding camera.

"For now, let's just get into the ship. Who can get here will in a short amount of time, and who can't get here will have to wait a bit."

Killik grinned widely as he heard Raze'el's voice over the intercom system. "...Planet con... nice. Very nice..." His grin grew even wider, however when he heard that all the reliance marines would be heading toward the command decks. That meant when they got to the security checkpoint, the only difficulty would be finding Adam and getting the hell out of dodge before the marine's returned.

Julice hurried on board. "I agree. I need to get suited up, myself. We're still in the hot zone and I'd rather have some better weapons and protection."
She wasted no time getting to the nearest armory. She could store her crap into a nearby locker and get better equipped, aware that the clock was ticking.

"Down there?!"

"You got any better ideas?" Raze'el asked the captain.

Looking down the elevator shaft again, Artemis shrugged and took his shirt off, wrapping it around a cable and pausing to take a breath. Then without another thought, he leapt before he changed his mind. Raze'el followed soon after, and together they slid the long way down to the hangar deck... on elevator cables.

***

A few moments later the two of them arrived safely in the docking bay of their ship, having hurried through the maintenance section to exit out of a thin door to the rear of the ship. Looking up and down the size of the thing, Raze'el had to smile at their own success.

Though he had to limp over there. The long freefall hadn't been so great on their kneecaps when they finally met the elevator roof...

"Right. Let's go." Alicia agreed, following the two to their ship. "One problem, how do we get aboard if the ship is in lockdown?"

"It should be in a false (simulated) lockdown. The Reliance would obviously try to override our shipboard AI if they discovered that JEN wouldn't let them, So JEN probably simulated a lockdown to fool them. It should snap right out of it when we tell her to." Jim went to the docking bay door.

He inputted his personal code, and waved at the tiny hidden camera in the door. The sound of something unlocking was heard, and Jim forced the door open. "If the ship opened it up for us, They might notice we're not in Lockdown." The door was fully opened.

"Well, welcome aboard."

(( Whatever happened to taking out the generator? ))

After receiving the single word transmission from Adam, Robert waited for some further communication. With none forthcoming, he decided he should do the sensible thing and make his way back to the hangar bay where the ship was docked. With any luck, some of the other members of the crew would be making their way back to the ship as well. As for everyone still unaccounted for (something to be determined upon arrival), well, Robert was fairly certain that something resembling a plan could be developed.

Taking a quick look around, Robert began swimming back towards the turbolift. Once inside, he pushed a button and waited for the turbolift to activate. After a moment, he pressed the button again. Still, nothing happened. Robert swore and was about to think of another way to reach the hangar bay when the turbolift suddenly sprang to life. About halfway between two decks, it stopped again.

"What the hell..." Robert's angry question was cut off as the turbolift began moving again, finally stopping on the desired deck. As the doors hissed open, there was a crunch and a squeal, and Robert found himself squeezing through half open doors onto the empty deck where he had first stepped onto the space station. Moving quickly, he headed towards the hangar, hoping that some of the crew would be there.

He drew his scavenged laser pistol as he reached the pressure door and checked the power pack's charge. Satisfied, he stepped through the door. The hangar was empty, but it was fairly obvious that there had been a battle of some kind. Who had been on the losing end, he couldn't say. That's when he noticed a battery on the ship training lazily on him.

"Is this someone we should vaporize?" he heard an unfamiliar voice say.

"Nah. He's part of the crew. Let him on," Robert recognized the voice as Jim. "Well come on. Don't just stand there eyeballing your chances against a ship-mounted anti-fighter battery."

Robert nodded and walked on the ship. Once inside, he raised the ramp and ordered JEN to stop drawing air from the station proper. "I think we need a plan," he said as he opened a channel to his crewmates aboard the vessel.

Killik waited for a few minutes until he was sure that the Marines had left and then looked back at Sarith, with his face at some strange amalgam between a happy grin and a look of annoyance, "Looks like we might survive, but we'll have to move quick." The survival bit, he was quite happy about. He absolutely loathed using any more energy than necessary, however, and that's exactly what running did... and that's exactly what he had to do.

He broke off from Sarith at a sprint, throwing a thermal before them into the security checkpoint with practised ease. The miniature bomb exploded in mid-air just before reaching the checkpoint, tearing the durasteel doors out and throwing them backward into the hallway beyond, as well as destroying the automated laser cannons, while Killik charged through the small amount of backlash released through the thermal's containment shielding hunched over with an arm over his face, with Sarith following shortly behind in a similiar stance.

Once they hit the hallway Killik stopped to glance around, and Sarith looked at him for a moment.

"Are you always this obvious?" she asked, her voice coming out with a metallic tint to it, which disguised everything about it. Killik couldn't be sure if the dead tone was genuine or if it was from the suit.

"Only on days that end in Y," he responded before pointing down a corridor, "If this is like every other reliance holding area I've been in, busted out of, or busted someone else out of, the holding cells should be down here."

The two ran down the corrider, Sarith barely keeping up with the Namkin pirate, despite his usual lethargy and the physical enhancing capabilities of her suit, which, in reality, only barely gave an advantage after the weight of it had been figured.

However, that advantage was still enough to yank Killik off of his feet, as they nearly passed a Reliance computer terminal, which, Sarith reasoned, most likely contained Adam's whereabouts.

"I'm checking the terminal," she stated, in the same dead metallic voice, as Killik pulled himself back off the floor.

"Security is down." The files flew across the screen. She was somewhat proficient with Reliance systems thanks to her old profession, which, at times, required her to work closely with the Reliance, and their computers. "Describe your friend."

"Adam's not much of a fighter. More of a computer tech, really, with lots of cybernetic implants that let him interface directly with computer systems. Oh, and he's human," Killik responded as he watched over her shoulder, with some understanding of what she ws doing, but not quite how she was doing it so quickly.

"Cell B-4. We passed it, the door should be unlocked... now," she said emotionlessly as she hit a few more keystrokes. In truth she wasn't a proficient hacker, but the security was down and it wasn't very heavy in the first place from the inner terminals here.

Killik nodded and they were off, arriving at cell B-4 within a few minutes. The doors swished open and Adam was laying there on the floor, unconcious.

"Fuck..." Killik whispered as he ran over and checked for a pulse. He let out a slow sigh of relief as he realized that Adam was still alive and then tried, with more than a little difficulty, to drag Adam out of the room only to hear a mechanized sigh as Sarith lifted Adam off the ground and tossed him over her shoulder easily.

"Let's g..." She was cut off as alarms started sounding and the heavy footfalls of tactical marines could be heard storming down the corridor.

"Guess I was wrong," Killik said simply as he tossed a thermal out the door, and toward the footsteps, without bothering to watch and see how many he managed to kill as a small backlash of flame came jetting past the doors, which slid closed once more as the pirate slammed his hand on the emergency cell lock down.

"Hm?" came the mechanical response.

"We won't be surviving this..."

(OOC: Back up would be good about now.)