Caporegime - Cyber-Intelligence Division
[member="Atrina"]
The data bounced from her waist as she ran through the ship. It's alarms rung and lights would surge with power making them pop. Pannals would bust open as fuses popped. She was been chased across the cruiser that would soon self destruct soon. The vessel belonged to the black suns who had a name for them selfs as been one of the most dangerous groop of criminals and bounty hunters. Celty knew she was outmached here. She couldn't fight directly but technology was her ally in the escape for her own life.
Emergency lock down had started as she sprinted and leaped over the rows of closing doors on the level. She was close to the escape pods now, so close. Even at her speed she was to late to make it through the last door. She plugged in her data pad to the port astromechs use. Soon the locking mechanism would clank as one by one opened. She felt the immense pressure. The door swished open as she was met by the click of a blaster been pointed. She'd still continue to unplug the data pad and slowly stand raising her hands. "Found you, you shcu." Large sparks flew with a flash. the armored figure flew into the wall and slumped to the ground with a crash. Smoke crept from under the helmet as he or she laid there listlessly.
"No time to look gotta keep going." She said to herself getting back into a run. Her breathing was heavy now as fatigue was sinking in but she got there. All the pods we're still there. She got there before anyone else. This was perfect. She could leave no witnesses. If word got out that dedata did this she'd lose some of her business. She got in the center pod and cracked into the controls for all the other pods. The second she punched launch all others would too. The door behind her would close in the five person escape pod as voices could be heard. Someone shouted to get in one of them but they would be to late. Her hand pressed the launch button also launching the others.
As she did the ship would explode. Everything began to spin quickly like the woman was in a whirlwind till her pod clashed into another. It stopped the spinning but all weight ceased inside. The artificial gravity had been damaged in the impact. What she didn't know was so was the fule line. Bringing herself level and to a halt she noticed that it would no longer move. Celty sighed bringing her hands to her face rubbing up and down from frustration. Unclipping her belt the woman would drift up from the chair. Slinging herself to the back she activated the distress becon. As she shifted kicking her feet from the wall she'd move back to the chair. Before celty could sit a different pod collolided with hers. The impact caused her to clash with the wall braking the visor on the helmat. The blood would run down her face feeling it as it moved. Everything from then became hazy.
"You're my favorite distraction."
The data bounced from her waist as she ran through the ship. It's alarms rung and lights would surge with power making them pop. Pannals would bust open as fuses popped. She was been chased across the cruiser that would soon self destruct soon. The vessel belonged to the black suns who had a name for them selfs as been one of the most dangerous groop of criminals and bounty hunters. Celty knew she was outmached here. She couldn't fight directly but technology was her ally in the escape for her own life.
Emergency lock down had started as she sprinted and leaped over the rows of closing doors on the level. She was close to the escape pods now, so close. Even at her speed she was to late to make it through the last door. She plugged in her data pad to the port astromechs use. Soon the locking mechanism would clank as one by one opened. She felt the immense pressure. The door swished open as she was met by the click of a blaster been pointed. She'd still continue to unplug the data pad and slowly stand raising her hands. "Found you, you shcu." Large sparks flew with a flash. the armored figure flew into the wall and slumped to the ground with a crash. Smoke crept from under the helmet as he or she laid there listlessly.
"No time to look gotta keep going." She said to herself getting back into a run. Her breathing was heavy now as fatigue was sinking in but she got there. All the pods we're still there. She got there before anyone else. This was perfect. She could leave no witnesses. If word got out that dedata did this she'd lose some of her business. She got in the center pod and cracked into the controls for all the other pods. The second she punched launch all others would too. The door behind her would close in the five person escape pod as voices could be heard. Someone shouted to get in one of them but they would be to late. Her hand pressed the launch button also launching the others.
As she did the ship would explode. Everything began to spin quickly like the woman was in a whirlwind till her pod clashed into another. It stopped the spinning but all weight ceased inside. The artificial gravity had been damaged in the impact. What she didn't know was so was the fule line. Bringing herself level and to a halt she noticed that it would no longer move. Celty sighed bringing her hands to her face rubbing up and down from frustration. Unclipping her belt the woman would drift up from the chair. Slinging herself to the back she activated the distress becon. As she shifted kicking her feet from the wall she'd move back to the chair. Before celty could sit a different pod collolided with hers. The impact caused her to clash with the wall braking the visor on the helmat. The blood would run down her face feeling it as it moved. Everything from then became hazy.