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MRS Morey - PBF

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Silhar:
"Yes, right, let's keep moving out there...", he said slowly, looking at a lunch bag. "There'd be much more places more adapted to getting some sleep. And the clock is ticking, corporate bastards can get in there anytime. Get up, Toy, Hagazi's right."

Gargulec:
Shioban stood up, yawning ostentatiously.

'You really have nothing to do, don't you? Start up the reactor? Good God, I would be surprised if any fragment of fusion reactor remains here after corporate raid. All we can do is to find distress beacon and activate it.' 

She then nodded towards Hagezi

'Anyway, you're in charge here, lieutenant. And your words are my orders, even if unnecessary ones.'

Malek Deneith:
Hagazi rolled eyes at Shioban's tyrade - First of all - don't assume: while the way this place looks might suggest corporate raid, we have no solid prof - and until I see one I'm not going to assume what happened, lest I get caught unprepared by something else. Second of all - if there is some sort of generator here still we can activate it and then see if anything in this tower can help us bring a 'taxi' that will get us out of here - and I'd rather get out then starve or bore myself to death.

As for where to go now... - Hagazi pondered for a moment - I say we check out this place first - even if it doesn't have a main generator there might be some local backup power system... if we don't find anything here, then we'll start checking the rest of the colony - at very worst it'll give us something to do.


--- Code: ---OOC: As light probably going to be a problem, if needed Hagazi will fire up a flare.
--- End code ---

Silhar:
"Rock on. No time to waste. This place makes me feel sick." - once again, Vince glanced at an old lunchbag smelling badly. Then he stepped towards the door and pulled the handle, holding the gun tightly - "just in case".

"I hope you can operate electronics properly...", he muttered.

Xander Morhaime:
The door had apparently not been closed completely - there was a small crack that meant it hadn't locked. Good thing for you, as this means it slides open to the side with just a gentle tug of the handle.

And stepping out into the corridor, you practically trip over someone... or rather, the remains of someone. A man, lying crumpled and curled up in a heap at the door. Given that he doesn't smell too terrible, he must have died quite recently. He is dressed in overalls, torn and darkened with blood in several places. He seems to be clutching something against his chest in one hand as well.

As for the corridor, it looks rather unremarkable - a long, gently curving tunnel, probably meant for maintenance workers judging by the simple metal floor grills and the pipes and cables running along the ceiling, likely running around the edge of the tower judging by the curve. It isn't completely dark, but the red emergency lamps only illuminate small patches of wall and floor, leaving between them frequent patches of blackness. The shape of the corridor limits visibility as well. You can make out a few coloured stripes running along the length of the interior wall under the lamp across from your door. Of course, given the emergency lighting, they're all just different shades of red at the moment, but they were probably intended as guidance marks. There's no writing on them that you can see with the current light, however, so no telling where any of them lead.

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