Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-23782751-20151031000650/@comment-23782751-20151107182241

Bishop walks into the airlock, and eventually makes it to the bridge of the station.

Samuels: "Upgrade the situation to red alert!  Send a distress signal out, we're under heavy fire!"

Bishop: "What IS going on here?"

Samuels: "Under attack!  Get to the package, and extract now!"

Bishop: "Where is the package?"

Samuels: "Deck G, Conference Room. We can hold our own, just get out of here!"

Bishop runs to the turbolift, and seconds later is flung to Deck G.

Samuels (Intercom): "Be advised, all personnel. This is a code red situation, all hands to muster stations."

Marines run through the hallway, frantically carrying boxes of ammunition to the defense turrets.

Bishop: "Hello?"

A gun-barrel pokes Bishops neck.

Fox: "Check your corners, rookie."

Bishop: "Sir, lets go."

Bishop and Fox head to the hangar bay, where a Pelican awaits takeoff.