Returning attention to the task at hand, moving carefully across the hull on the look out for repair droids:
He remembers an ancient saying: "If you Leeroy it, you will die." Surely if someone is in there, they are as likely now to outnumber just Kuerzu and Theta, who is still recovering from the wounds of dying a few days ago. Climbing up through a hatch into the waiting guns of others is bad. Following Zhenya's lead, and trying a flank, is better.The D6 Rambler wrote: ↑Tue Feb 12, 2019 1:14 amTheta sulks at all this pussyfooting, preferring a straight fight, but he redoubles his efforts and checks the deck plan scans again for ideas, some tactical way to approach this problem with the limited means on hand...
He sees the issue and sks himself, what is its nature?
She has her hand in front of the sensor, holding the iris open, like most ships, there are safety interlocks to keep them from turning into deathtraps. There is little debris at hand as the damage done during acceleration, blew off the wreckage, inertial momentum is still carrying the Liner and it's expanding cloud of debris away from the planet at 85,000 kph. Similar to the ship underwater, there are holes torn open in engineering, from which one could enter the hull. She can call someone to bring something too.
Kuerzu snaps back to reality. "Wait. We didn't attack them. Steeldust, is there another Panther out there?" He asks, mind racing. He takes a deep breath, calming himself. "Zhenya, do you have an entry point yet? The sooner we can get off this tub the better, especially if they are looking for us. Scree, Grack, keep an eye out for any incoming ships. Assume everything in this sector wants us dead, and I really like being not dead."