Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170316154109

The march hare suddenly stops running as she comes across a sealed vent. She sighs and grabs her rocket launcher, and summons a new suit of armour suitable for infiltration from a Wonderland portal. She stands five metres or so away from the vent and pulls the trigger. The vent blows apart and she leaps through the smoking hole. After waiting for her energy shields to recharge, she walks forward as slowly as possible to the server room. There's a burst of gunfire from somewhere above her, and she ducks as her shields flare. She aims her assault rifle at the ceiling and holds the trigger down until the magazine clicks empty. A smoking, broken turret falls out of the ceiling, sparking occasionally. She sets her mouth and looks around for others, but nothing else fires at her ... yet. Scowling, she fires all her remaining rockets at the ceiling and walls to ensure there is nothing else waiting to be triggered. Several explosions later, other smoking turrets fall to the floor as she makes her way across the room and takes out another code grabber to put on the security door for the server room. She pulls out an automated turret of her own and leaves it scanning for other threats while she waits for the code to break.

[Odd. Why is my code grabber smoking as well? There were no other weapons. OH SHIT! It's overloaded!]

She grabs the now-useless device and tosses it to the ground. Maybe she can overload the door as well. The armour enhances the wearer's strength for melee combat and running speed, so it should be enough.

She pull out her Designated Marksman Rifle and aims for the flashing indicator on the door. One rifle burst later, there's the sound of screaming security alarms and complete pandemonium. She looks around quickly to check for security people and then starts ramming her rifle butt against the door. A few hits later, the door bursts inwards and she dives inside in case there are extra security gates.

[Now to see if I have all the data of this damn ship. Let's get cracking!]