Dark Heresy: Prelude: Escape

[TetNak]

This particular terminal does not have access to any of that information.

[Phlale]

Lucian looks around, there are plenty more terminals, but he could spend hours looking, and he'd rather get out of here. So he notes a likely route to get him close to one of the seals, preferably one avoiding main passages and prepares to head out.

[TetNak]

Lucian hustles up the winding stairs after finding the lifts are all shut down. It takes him an hour to climb the sixteen tiers of the ship. He is dripping with sweat when he finally realizes he's on the correct tier.

Looking out into the corridor, it is obvious that this is some sort of maintenance floor. The seal shouldn't be too far away, and right now, Lucian spots no other people nearby.

[Phlale]

Caution allowed Lucian to survive all these years, and he's not about to forget the lessons of the past. So he creeps along the passages, always leading with the barrel of his rifle, and on the lookout for another useful terminal.

[TetNak]

Lucian moves down the hallway. He sees no one around. There are no signs of battle or death. He spots, quite correctly, the hatch leading to wherever they are docked. The hatch terminal is integrated into the wall of the ship next to it.

[Phlale]

Lucian strides to the terminal, quickly working to open the hatch. Looking around again, he prepares to take cover once he's done, not sure what is on the other side. He'd rather it came in to investigate. A final command and he's got his gun leveled at the door. "For the Inquisition and the Imperium," the former sniper barely breathes the words.

[TetNak]

ERROR

ERROR

ERROR

Lucian issues the command to open the door, he can hear it trying to open, but something seems to be keeping it from actually doing so. There is no viewport on this hatch and so whatever is on the other side is still unknown.

[Phlale]

Lucian slouches, hanging his head for a moment before moving out. If the door is locked from the other side, there's little he can do, otherwise, he could spend all day trying to placate the machine spirit that decided to act up and only make it worse. Once more he's on the move, now toward the shuttles that lay somewhere below him.

[TetNak]

Lucian back tracks, and this time, when he passes a corridor and hears something ...

A man asks, "Once we're patched up, where to?"

A woman responds, "Well that depends, what do we have left on our way to the hangar bays and armory, and what's closest?"

There are various cross corridors. Lucian is not sure what function the room these voices are coming from is, but he has the location exact.

[Phlale]

Creeping closer, Lucian raises his gun and directs it toward the room's door. He waits silently, as far from the door as he can get and still have a good chance of picking off threats coming out of it. He flicks a switch and on comes the sight, about head level by the time the red dot reaches the doorway. His breath stabilized, he calls out, bluffing hard. "In the name of Inquisitor Gierhiem, toss your weapons through the door and step out, one by one!"