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Silhar:
Doc got in and crouched next to the door, sweeping the room and covering the rest, just in case.
"Anyone willing to check those lockers and stuff ?", he asked silently.

Gargulec:
'Nope' Shioban responded, finding her comfortable place to sit down. 'We won't fight anything useful there...'

For a while she cleaned her weapon, humming some silent, calm melody.

'I hope that you guys know that we are in neck-deep shit?'she said, after finishing. 'I would bet dollars against nuts that this place was raided by corporates. This place looks like mining colony, and it's not of Commonwealth or U.S.. So it is corporate. And we had corporates shooting each other in abundance lately. Some military unit, maybe of Ifigenia-Thetis must have come here, slaughtered or took the miners and left. And must have been unlucky enough to stumble upon some space mine.'

She put her hands over her head and close her eyes.

'What else could it be? Aliens? This place is more dead than my dear sergeant. Wake me up if something happens.'

Silhar:
"For the Love of God, spit it out !", said Vince, sitting next to the nearby wall and checking medicine he had. "If those were corporates, it can be possible that their colleagues will come there soon. Lots of 'em, each one armed to teeth, checking what could happen. And if they'll find us here, well... And aliens ? Don't be silly...", he smiled at the absurdity.

"Please, be as careful as you can, before we'll be able to get into some medical corner. I'm afraid I have taken not too much supplies for a little war like this one coming. Some painkillers, yes, anti-rads, antitoxines and few combat drugs, yet we'll have to save those... Ack, goodnight. I'll take the first watch.", he said, unloading and cleaning his shotgun.
Then he stood up, loaded it once more, checked the lockers, and sat again.

Malek Deneith:
- Wait, wait, wait... "Wake you up"? "First watch"? Don't you two tell me that you're already tired - we culdn't have been up for longer than two or three hours and you want to rest already? How about we look for a way to get this place back online instead?

Xander Morhaime:
As far as the lockers went, there wasn't much of interest to be found - mostly because the lockers were, as the name suggests, locked. Although there was one that didn't seem to lock proprely... unfortunately, all that one contained was a lunch bag that smelled a few days off.

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