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Flynn's eyes widen as Williams explains his plan. "You want to flood the ship with Neuro Gas? Have you gone insane? Actually never mind, don't answer that. I already know the answer... Fine! Guess we don't have a choice." The intercom falls silent and minutes pass by as Flynn awaits the signal from his partner. After a while the intercom crackles with life once more. "Flynn, go for it!" With a silent prayer, Flynn turns on the ventilation system.

Immediately the ducts are filled with the deadly purple gas and slowly the ship is filled up. Flynn feels an uncomfortable chill creep up his spine as he too, slowly get's surrounded by purple clouds. The Rebreather gives off a sharp chime as it automatically turns on. A signal on his Tool gives him a indication of how many time of fresh air he has left. 1 hour.

He sits down in the pilot chair and tries to stay calm as to not waste more oxygen then needed. But a sudden realization puts a halt to his efforts. Okay, now the entire ship was engulfed in deadly toxic gas. Venting it away would not be a problem, but without Life Support, there would be no way to replace the empty vacuum, with proper oxygen! They had to come up with plan... and fast.
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Williams is watching the ventillation system pump the faint purple gas into the air as he is holding the container in place. His helmet lets off a loud and sharp beeping sound as it detects the harmful gas in the air, and every ventillated port seals on his helmet. A small timer in the top right corner of his display pops up, indicating that he has around 2 hours left of oxygen in the suit. Williams feels the faint sting in his neck, as the two needles in his helmet that pump oxygen into his blood pierce his skin.

The container holding the gas quickly empties and Willaims disconnects it from the device. Despite the small amount of gas, the air has a strong, distinctive purple haze to it. Yeah, this would not be good to breathe in. One can only hope that this monster, or whatever it may be, has similar nervous and respiratory system as them. Otherwise this costly and desperate manouver was a total waste of time and resources that will most likely make them and their ship a great bounty for some derelict hunters in the future.

Williams turns on his intercomm and connects to Flynn. "Okay buddy, the container is empty. I'll go back to the engineering room and try to find this, hopefully dead, intruder. You should try and see if we can get this baby moving again." With that, Williams turned on both flashlights on his helmet and began carefully walking back to the engineering bay, scanning around for any trace of black goo or dissolved metal parts.
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Flynn frowns at Williams his request. "You expect me to fix a burned out husk? I'm a capable technician, but not a miracle worker. And without proper Life Support, we also won't be able to jump to the nearest Safe Zone. While I loathe to do it while we're in Unprotected Space, I think I have to turn on the Beacon and hope that someone... or something will pick up on it." With a quick flick of a switch, the Beacon of the Argo is turned on and the emergency signal starts broadcasting.

With that said and done, Flynn picks up some tools he brought to the cockpit and makes his way around the ship, trying to find some easier things to repair, like the electrical box! At least they would be able to see again soon. He kneels down next to it and burns away the surrounding goo with a plasma torch. "Time to get this baby fixed." he says to no one in particular.
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Williams entered the engineering bay with a few careful steps, both his eyes and sesnors scanning the surrounding for any traces of their visitor. Apart from the still smoking remains of the melted machinery, the room seemed empty. He really hoped that this alien thing died, for the sake of him and the other crewmembers, but there was also a small childish part in him that hoped the opposite. But it seemed like today was not the day that his luck ran out.

Williams took a sharp corner and finally arrived to the location where he chased the black goo into the vents. When he saw the unmvoing body mass, his first reactin was to fire several shots into the thing from his pistol and jump back the way he came. After a few seconds he felt safe enough to peek out yet again, his guns aimed at the thing. The bullets holes left clear marks in the goo, but there wasn't any smoke coming from it's body. Williams took a step closer, and aimed his visual sensors on the goo. After a few seconds, the helmet released a light chime and the alien was marked as "deceased".

Williams was more relieved than when he succesfully graduated. Holstering his pistol, he took a few steps closer to the dead goo and poked it with the end of his boots. Despite being a stupid idea to begin with, the dead carcass didn't instantly melt through his boots and simply jiggled a bit from the shock. Whatever it was, it couldn't handle military grade nerve gas designed to take down aliens ten times it's size. Noting down the effectiveness of the nerve agent in his mind for future uses, Williams contacted Flynn via the intercomm. "The gas did the trick. How's the ship systems coming along?" He took a quick look at the tactical map, and saw the ship pinging iT's location via the emergency beacon. "I am guessing the emergency beacon isn't turned on for the fun of it?"
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Flynn pauses his work as Williams calls in. "I can't fix something as broken as our Life Support. Unless we have complete spare one somewhere in the Cargo Bay, the Emergency Beacon is our only way. Well, it's a relief to hear that that stupid beast won't create any more problems. I'm trying to fix the lights first at the moment. Then we'll be able to see normally again at least. Go check on the girl, will you?"

He cuts off the call and continues the repairing of the light box. Flynn slowly brings two wires closer together and as soon as he sees the spark between them, quickly sprays some glue on them. He stands up and pushes the lever down. With a humming sound light returns to the Argo. Flynn let's out a sigh of relief and makes his way back to the cockpit to check the other systems of the ship.

As he returns to the cockpit, a beeping sound comes from his wrist. He looks and sighs. 45 minutes left on the timer. Of course he had other rebreathers, but switching them while surrounded by nerve gas would be tricky. The best thing to do would to not think about it.
Sitting down in the pilot chair, he brings up a panel with all errors. The most obvious one was on the top of course. Life support disabled. Yeah, not shit, Flynn thought to himself. 'Lucky' for him, the other problems weren't nearly as bad.
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Check on the girl he says, Williams murmured to himself as he left the engineering bay. During the short trip to the crew quarters Williams had to fight off the urge to take off his helmet at least 2 times as the purple haze faded to almost invisible. Despite the lack of visual clues, his gear told him that the air is still able to kill him with a single breath. So instead of thinking about the uncomfortable feeling that the needles in his neck created, he instead focused on how they would survive this little encounter. He was a military man, not a scientist, and the only thing that came to his mind was to sit around and wait. Not like this thought made him feel any greater. After reaching to the conclusion that he was entirely out of ideas, and that his best hope was either Flynn or a random ship, Williams decided that focusing on the tiny needles in his neck was much more comfortable than the thought of impending doom.

He opened the door to the girl's room and stepped inside to check on their guest. A quick glance was enough to tell that the girl was still sleeping. Williams walked to the side of her bed and sat down gently on the edge, careful not to wake her up to the shitshow happening around her. Her rebreather read more than 1.5 hours of oxygen left. As long as she's sleeping, she'll be the last one surviving on the ship. And to be honest, Williams kinda envied her for sleeping so peacefully, surrounded by neurotoxic gases. If he had to choose a way to go out, he would rather die sleeping as some toxin kills him in an instant. The lights flicker to life and the atmospheric filters start circulating the air again, even thought they are only moving the air around without the life support system. Williams sighs and stands up to leave the room again and meet Flynn in the cockpit.

Entering the cockpit, he finds Flynn sitting in the pilot chair, observing the plathera of warnings and messages on the control panel. Williams walks up to his chair and sits down with a tired sigh. "Ugh. Life's never easy, is it? Where do you think we picked up this bastard anyways? Just in case we die here, I'd like to note it down in my last will that there might be a population of black ship eating goo on the planet we came from."

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Flynn raises his hand in greetings as Williams enters the cockpit. With some pushes of buttons and resetting of systems, the warnings fade away one by one. He turns his chair towards Williams and shrugs to his question. "I wouldn't have a clue. Might be the planet we just came from. I did have the hatch open for quite some time when I was releasing the landing gears from the muddy prisons."

He let's out a sigh and swipes away the last warning and as he does that a realization hits him. He turns to Williams once more and starts explaining erratically. "I just thought of a way to override the low-energy state of the ship! There is no saving the Life Support, I can tell you that much, but what if we fake a signal to the ships computer and let it 'think' there is a Life Support? That way, we would be able to get out of here and get to the closes space station and fix this mess properly!"

Without waiting for an answer, he get's up from his chair and runs off towards the Cargo Bay.
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Williams looks at Flynn dashing off towards the cargo bay and lets out a deep sigh. "Just as I was getting comfy. I'm too old for this." With a swift push he lifts himself from the chair and turns to follow Flynn.

Whatever Flynn meant, Williams didn't understand. As much as he liked to think of himself as a capable engineer, the only thing he knew to the very last screw were guns, and the proper ways of killing things. All this technical stuff just wasn't his world. Naturally, this meant that he had no idea what Flynn was planning as he was making his way to the cargo bay at a lesiurely pace. Not that it was very far way, mind you.

Williams peeks inside cargo bay, and ahs to resist the urge to take off his helmet for the third time since they released the neurotoxin, and he scratches his neck erratically for a few seconds. "Okay Flynn, I beleive in your abilities to "convince the ship" that we have a life support system. Really anything will do as long as I can finally take this helmet off and actually breath instead of having oxygen pumped into my veins. How can I help make this quicker?"
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As Williams enters the Cargo Bay, Flynn is already heads deep in a random crate. He throws out some bits and bops, but finally get's out with what seems like a hand sized PDA. He flips it around and screws the back open to reveal a bunch of wires. With a quick stride, he makes his way to the other Cargo Bay and drops the PDA on the workbench. He sits down at it and begins rewiring the entire little system.

Only then he notices that Williams had actually asked him something. While looking over his shoulder, he shouts to the other Cargo Bay: "Can you remove the dead husk in the Life Support room? I need all the wires exposed over there!" A brief pause. "Oh, and can you bring me another rebreather? Mine doesn't have too long left..." With a deep breath he focuses back on the task at hand: Rewiring this bloody PDA.
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Williams isn't even surprised when Flynn rushes out the door just as he arrives. He was feeling tired anyways, so he leans his back to the doorframe and waits until Flynn tells him anything. He stratches his neck and checks the clock on his HUD to see how much air he has left. He duly noted that it was exactly 2 minutes less than what it was when he checked it two minutes ago. And exactly 5 less than when he did the same check 5 minutes ago. He realized that he didn't need to do it, and decided that he wouldn't do it again for some time, but Williams knew full and well that he'd check it again in a few minutes.

After some waiting, Flynn finally told him what to help with, so Williams pulled himself into upright position from his slump pose and strecthed his back. Yeah, "remove the dead husk". Easier said than done. He peeked inside the storage room he was standing next to, and inspected the labels on the crates inside. He spooted one labeled "rebreathers", a small box right next to the door. He reached inside and grabbed 2 fills from the box, stashing one oif them into his pockets. He'd have to switch the rebreather of the girl too.

As he passed by the storage room Flynn was in, he slid one of the rebreathers across the floor without even stopping, and then left for Life Support. He was still afraid that one of those things would pop up, but the charred remains of the life support system and the purple haze hanging around them was enough to convince him not to waste any time on worrying. Thankfully the machine was designed to be easely repaired, even if the designers didn't expect it to be dissolved by some alien monsters. Activating the servos in his suit, Williams bent down to grab the plating of the machine. When he began to pull, the plasteel panels screeched for a second before getting ripped clean off the machinery. Williams threw the plating away and then looked down at inner workings of the machinery stacked up on the wall. With the plating removed, the damage done to the machine was clearly visible, and it looked even worse this way. But on the plus side, Flynn would have more than enough wires to mess around with, now that all of the consoles have been ripped off along with the rest of the outer parts. Williams pinged Flynn on the comms, and hoped he wouldn't have to stare at the disfigured metal pipes for much longer.
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Flynn doesn't even notice Williams handing him a new rebreather. He continues working vigorously on the small computer, and only when his alarm went off does he see the rebreather on the corner of the table. It was time to swap. It wasn't a tricky action or something... it was just very scary when surrounded by deadly gas. He picks up the rebreather and holds it close to his mouth. With his other hand he grabs the one covering his mouth, takes one last deep breath and then yanks the old one off! Within a second he replaces the old one for a fresh new rebreather, taps the small button on the side and checks his watch. The timer had reset and he hadn't died spastic on the ground. All in all a good day. He tosses the old, used up rebreather to the side and continues his work.

A solid ten minutes pass before he finally get's up from the little chair. With a smile, not visible due to the rebreather, he holds up the computer. With a confident stride he makes his way to the Life Support room and gives a wink to Williams as he holds up the PDA. "You can count yourself lucky that I'm such a genius." He glances at the remainders of the Life Support and nods. "That will do nicely."

Flynn puts on some rubber gloves and approaches the now laid bare circuits and pipes. Carefully he takes one of the wires in his hands, inspects it, and inserts it in some input in the PDA. As the PDA let's out some sounds of confirmation, Flynn turns towards Williams and nods towards the front of the ship. "Go check in the cockpit what the computer says. Let's see if we can fool a quantum processing computer." With that said, he turns his focus back on the PDA and begins to furiously tap in commands and occasionally bring a wire up to let it briefly touch a part of the PDA.

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"Seriously Flynn, you gotta stop making me run all over the ship. Why can't 3Y3 check the computer? I'm sure it would be better than me trying to do anything. Last time I tried to check the map I jumped us into a random warp." Williams shrugs at the thought of having to experience that once again. "I'll check on the girl and tell 3Y3 to scan the computer for you." Williams picks up a large piece of broken plating from the life support that was laying on the ground, and examines it before throwing it into a heap with the other parts. "And once this is all over, I'm gonna need those plates, so don't throw them out." With that, Williams leaves the room to let Flynn work his magic.

As he is walking towards the cabin of their guest, with the spare rebreather in his hand, Williams checks into his intercomms to find the signal of 3Y3 on the ship. Now that he thinks about it, he hasn't seen the little guy ever since they left the planet. He tunes into the right frequency and greets the robot "3Y3, you listening?". A worried line of chirps comes in as a response as 3Y3 dashes out of Flynn's quarters, almost running into Williams. "Woah fella, calm down. I'm sure you're worried, but I think Flynn has it under control. Either way, you should go check on the computer instead of me and help out Flynn." 3Y3 bepped several times as a response, and Williams couldn't transalte their meaning fully, be he suspected that a snarky remark about his computer skills. Williams watches 3Y3 make it's way into the cockpit, with erratic chirps and beeps.

Entering the room where the girl was sleeping, Williams makes his way to the bed. He checks her rebreather, and sighs in relief as the counter still shows an hour. Still, it is better to replace it now than to be late when it matters. Williams slightly lifts the head of the girl to make it easier to switch the rebreather. Williams holds the new rebreather right next to the other one, mentally preparing to do the switch as quickly as possible. He counts down in his head until he reaches 0, and then pulls of the old rebreather and attaches the new one. The self sealing of the rebreather sizzles as it ejects any air that might've been captured inside it before releasing the fresh air into the device. "Flynn, I've switched the girl's rebreather, so thats one less thing to worry about. Anything you and 3Y3 came up with regarding our situation?"
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3Y3 makes his way towards the bridge on Williams command. The voice of Flynn can be heard from down the corridor. "Alright 3Y3! Signal me the colors the console makes in 3... 2... 1..." The red warning message dissipates and is replaced with a green 'all clear' message. 3Y3 chirps happily and sends a signal of confirmation towards Flynn. A loud cheer can be heard as response.

Flynn comes rushing into the bridge and drops himself in the pilot chair. Immediately he starts turning switches and pulling levers in preparation for departure. They didn't have much time... "Alright Williams! I managed to fool the system into thinking the Life Support was active. We're out of lockdown mode and can make our way to the neare-... Oh fuck." He interrupts his efforts of preparing the Drive as a darkness falls over the cockpit. Slowly moving into view of the viewport is a large, cruiser class ship. A sigil could clearly been seen on the sides of it: The Bloody Marauders. Of course they had the luck that their beacon would attract the most blood thirsty pirates in the entire galaxy. "Williams... We have a problem."

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Williams didn't want to hear anything about problems. It finally seemed like things were going to be alright, and that this mission could be stamped as a semi-easy search and rescue mission. But no, Lady luck seemed to other plans for the duo. Williams frowned in anger as he punched the metal wall of the cabin and contacted Flynn on the intercomms. "I swear to all the gods that every primitive civilization has ever thought up, I'm gonna go in that cockpit, and if I still see a red signal then I'm gonna kick the crap out of that stupid machine!". With that Williams leaves the room and tosses teh used rebreather away in the hallways in his anger.

As he enters the cockpit, the sees the problem before he could even notice Flynn or 3Y3 who were also in the room. Truth be told, his legs were about to give out under him, but the exoskeleton of the suit kept him upright. "Oh yeah. That's one BIG problem right there." Williams walked to his chair and slumps down into it, for at least the dozenth time today. Hopefully, this won't be the last time. "But hey, they are at least not the same guys whose goons we murdered on that planet. I call this a minor victory for our party." Williams let out a giggle as he prepared himself mentally for what was to come.

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A blue light begins to blink. They were being hailed... Flynn casts a glance at Williams before pressing the button. A grizzled face with many scars appears before them on the screen. "Why hello there! This must be your lucky day fellahs! We stumbled upon your signal by pure luck. But allow me to introduce myself. Captain Scargh Ferix, at your service." The man grins, revealing some blinking tooth.

Flynn types something into the console, just out of sight of the captain. A dossier of the man before them rolls up on one of the other screens. Coercion, extortion, extinctions, distortion, desertions, perversions, illegal insertions, invasion of nations, space act invasions, commotions, explosions and loitering. Reward: 500.000 He is distracted by the amount of cash and let's out a silent whistle. He quickly realizes he isn't looking at Scargh anymore, shakes his head and turns his attention back to the man on the screen, who is looking quite displeased.

"Come now! We're here to save ya' fellahs and you don't even have the decency to look me in the face during a conversation? Tsk tsk tsk... I hate impoliteness. Ya' better not show that kind of impoliteness when we come aboard." The man his face darkens and the screen turns off.

The silence in the cockpit lasts a while, but after some time Flynn finally breaks it. "So... We're definitely going to try and capture him, right?"
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"Bah! Is that even a question?" Williams threw a smile at Flynn, a result of the contagiously optimistic nature of his friend. He was almost sure that he'd be sitting in this damn chair for longer this time, as they were waiting for their inevitable doom at the hands of pirates. But no, not thim time. He jumped out of the chair, patted the old fella and then left the cockpit waving for Flynn to follow.

As he was running down the hall, he turned on the intercomms just to be sure Flynn hears what he has to say. "You know, things are already bad as they are. What do you say to turning things up a notch." He stopped by the second storeroom, and opened the door hastfully. The purple haze filled containers were still lying in an orderly fashion in their crate, with a single one missing. "I know you weren't a fan of my previous idea to fill the ship with toxic gas, so I'm sure you won't like this." He picked up the container, he servos of his suit screaming as they lifted the heavy load. For canisters of gas, they sure were heavy.

Williams busted out of the storerom like a charging rhino, and made his way to atmosphere control. The last gas canister was still there on the floor by the machine. He put down the heavy box, and began to speak into the intercomm as he lifted out one of the canisters. "I'm gonna make these pirates regret coming here." He inserted the canister into the right port and waited for the purple haze to disappear. "The air is already toxic, but I'm sure that they're used to similar tactics. Every goddamn scoundrel in this side of the galaxy has some sort of filter or rebreather." He removed the empty canister and put another one into the machine. It gave out a sharp beep and showed a red error message, but Williams ignored it, and began pouring the gas into the machine anyways. "Now, thats good and all, until you're walking into a room so filled with neurotoxic gas, that you can no longer filter out anything. As soon as they open those doors their airlock, or hopefully ship, will be filled with toxic gas. That's when we are going to strike them and hopefully capture their leader." He removed the empty canister and observed the toxicity levels of the air: 10x lethal dosage. Just for good measures, he lifted another canister from the crate and inserted it into the machine.
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Flynn listens intently as Williams explains his plan and nods slowly. "Okay, I see what you're getting at... But how do we make certain that it doesn't kill us in the meantime? Unless we seal ourselves in one of the rooms and make sure the gas doesn't reach there of course." Flynn turns away from Williams and taps his chin as he thinks about the whole idea. As he turns back to him, he sees Williams already pouring in the toxins. "Ah... Well, better think of something fast then I guess." He takes his leave and makes his way to the cockpit.

Once he arrives he takes a quick look around and finds what he's looking for: Lockdown With this, they'd be able to close themselves in the cockpit and stem the flow of air into it. He signals Williams: "When you're ready, bring the girl to the cockpit. We wouldn't want to leave her out in the toxin infested air. I'm going to the armory and gather as much guns, explosives and other useful stuff as I can prop into the cockpit.

Once in the cockpit it doesn't take long for Flynn to gather everything necessary. Plenty of guns, some sonic grenades as to not blow themselves into space by accident and a lot of security spikes. They were going to need those on board of the pirate ship if they wanted to come anywhere. There was a big chance they would have to fight their way to the tractor beam or something like that. Well, they were just going to have to wait and see.
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After about seven canisters of the toxic gas, William moved his arms to get the next one but they only grasped air. He looked over at the side, and saw that the crate was empty. Coincidentally, his HUD was telling him to get away from the dangerous envireoment, which wasn't exactly a helpful tip given their circumstances. Now, what did Flynn want him to do? The girl, thats right, Flynn snapped his fingers as he straightened his back and picked up his rifle that was leaning on the empty crate.

Once out from the room, he saw the orange lights flashing all over the ship again, indicating proximity alert. He had no doubt that these were the pirates, and he didn't want to be here when they busted into the ship. He ran down the corridor and dashed into the girl's bedroom, for what he felt like was a comically large number for today. He was half-expecting the girl to be awake, knowing his own luck, but surprisingly she was sleeping like a bear. William sighed and walked up to her bed. He didn't want to do this but he had no other choice, or time to mess around.

He quickly reached under the girl's knees and arms and lifted her up without hesitation, already turning around as he did. The girl woke up from the sudden momentum and looked around confused, her eyes settling on Williams. Before she could speak up, Williams quickly turned on his speakers. "Shhhh, don't worry darling, I'm the merc who got you off the planet." Williams ran out the door, and headed for the cockpit. "There's a lot going on right now, but I advise against taking off the rebreather anytime soon."

There wasn't much space ebtween the bedroom and the cockpit, and as Williams ran in he saw Flynn slam on the lockdown. THe doors slammed down behind him, and the sound of the sirens died down. "Precious cargo incoming." Williams sat the confused girl down into his chair, and then he walked up to Flynn, checking the mag of his weapon. "So, what's next? I hope your brought enough rebreathers and grenades because there has to be an entire army on the other ship."
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Flynn gives Williams a nod as he runs into the cockpit. "Let's hope this plan of yours works." He turns towards the console and taps a few buttons. A screen that shows the corridor of the Argo lights up. "From here we should be able to watch the show unfold, one way or another." Flynn turns around as a metal clank followed by what appears to be the hissing of an airlock. They were docked. He turns back to the screen in anticipation.

The hatch opens up and four gruff looking man step into the Argo's corridor. They were wearing rebreathers, but if Williams his plan worked, that wouldn't make a difference. They slowly inch forward, checking the corners carefully. Flynn turns to Williams and raises an eyebrow. "How long would a normal rebreather last in this envi-..." A hacking cough interrupts him. Looking back at the screen, Flynn can see one of the pirates coughing violently. He doubles over and drops his weapon as he tries to grasp for air where there was none. The others look at him mortified, but can no longer contain their own coughing. One by one they drop dead on the cold metal floor of the Argo. "Never mind, that answers my question pretty well.", Flynn says with slight surprise. "Now to vent this stuff into their own ship."

He takes a step closer to the consoles and enters several commands. "Let's see... Where was it again? Ah, yes! Vent ship of all gasses. Destination? Aft docking port. Confirm. Yeah yeah, I'm aware of the dangers. Aaaaaand done." He looks up at the screen once more and sees the thick noxious clouds slowly disappear as they are sucked out of the ship. With a couple more clicks, Flynn closes the docking port. "Right, all that stuff is on their ship now. I will need to access a console on their ship if we want it to spread though. Get it in their air filtration system and such." He walks to the door and disengages the lockdown. The door slides open, one of the dead pirates falling inside as the door he slumped against opens up. He falls into Flynn his arms, who drops the body immediately. "Come on. Let's get going."
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Williams turns towards the gilr but then turns away. He had nothing to say to her that would improve the situation. He shouldered his gun, aiming down the hallway. A couple of dead pirates littered the hallway leading to the docking port. Poor fellows didn't stand a chance against the toxin. He stepped over the dead body of the pirate who slumped in as the door opened, and took the lead.

There was no resistance. The pirates with basic rebreathers all died, and their friends with better gear were either afraid of the being outnumbered, or by accidentally inhaling toxin. They were wise not to put down their boots on teh floor of the Argo. This was their ship and they wouldn't let it go without a fight. By the time they reached the docking port, Williams counted 8 dead pirates. That means that they have eliminated a whole squad. If they had any luck, the pirates only sent these guys.

The docking tube connecting the two ships was extremely narrow, but the solid steel walls didn't seem to budge. And after repeated attempts, Williams could confirm that neither did the airlocks on the pirate's ship. The thought of shooting some AP shells at their doors ran through his mind, but he turned to Flynn instead. There was no use in trashing a ship that could be their way out of this mess. "You're the tech guy here, so open up those doors or this plan will have died in the crib."
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