The group had formed a sort of misshapen circled outside of the entrance of the pod, the situation forcing them together and survival instincts of the pack mentality already forming. Aleli looked up from her position looking down at the unmoving metall floor beneath her feet to gaze upon those around her looking for anything a sense of hope, a sense of anything but all she got back was vacant and the occasional worried looks. Her eyes finally looked with Kome who looked about as sure as everybody else and in just as good shape, which on a way just didn't make sense in Aleli mind. Ever since she had first met him in the academy he was always the confident one, he was always the one with the plan, he was the valiant knight to Silas calculating tactician. Silas... last time she saw him was when she had dragged Kome away from the cockpit... he was pinned against a fallen piece of metal to his chair, he didn't seem to be awake. She hoped he hadn’t suffered too much.

Kome looked around at the small group of people that he was know seemed to be stuck with at the time being. Most of them were talking almost going down in a fiery wreck as well as one could hope and they were not all about to die or anything, that was a plus in his book if any existed. Running a hand through his scraggly head of hair he listened as the others voiced their opinions upon their current situation. The general consensus seemed that they needed to move and move quickly. Whatever or whoever had taken control of the Providence apparently did not appreciate them that much and so sitting around in the hangar like fresh bait was probably not the best way to go about their current situation. Stuck in hostile territory with little information on the current situation and no way to contact anyone for help, it was like the damn war with the Secessionists all over again. But it was not going to end up the same way, he was not going to have another Kryes on his hands.

“So... I guess it is decided then. We move further into the labyrinthine complex before us and into the waiting jaws of death.” Kome declared getting to his feet as best as he could his body still alight with pain.

“Yeah. Well we still have a mission to complete, so our first objective has not changed just the circumstances of our arrival. We need to get to the  Alliance outpost within the station, if anything has happened they should of have followed lockdown procedures and should still be alive.” Aleli explained to the others in her usual standard fashion when push came to shove the communications officer would always fall back on her orders, thats why the upper brass liked her so much her predictability. Though Aleli was concerned Providence was bigger than most cities and was filled with narrow winding paths filled with hundreds of hobbles, dwellings and assortment of the lowest scum in the galaxy, It was like trying to find a piece of hay in a pile of used heroin needles, or as the simple minded would say not a very fun time.

“Well, back when I had just graduated from the academy they put me on some low priority supply runs because I managed to piss off my CO in ways that I’m still proud of this day. I’ve made drops to the station before, none of them were as exciting as this mind you but that is beside the point. I’m saying, I think I may remember the way to get their in relatively quick time without us getting totally lost.” Kome explained as he wandered over to the main door leading out of the hanger, the activation panel in the center glowing a muted green. Pressing a few buttons, a small honk was heard in response. [I]That’s interesting[/I] the honk was the door announcing that a lockdown procedure had been put into effect, meaning someone in security had decided it was best to not let anyone in or out of the interior of the station. This combined with the general lack of human existence that had shown when they had crashed into the hanger was bothering Kome greatly. Luckily though alliance soldiers are given override codes that work on most standard issue locks such as the one in the hanger with manufacturers having to comply to such codes or face great penalties in the face of the law. [I](Though these codes only really worked with major access points, with home modules and most company and private organizations having their own locking system.)[/I]  Problem was Kome was really not the type to remember long sequences of numbers.

“Hey, Aleli can you come here for a second, I need your goody two shoes brain that tooks notes on everything our instructors ever said.” Kome called over his shoulder as quietly as he could. Aleli was still with the group who were slowly dishing out what little medical aide they could afford at the moment as well as getting any minor introductions out of the way. She pardoned herself from the group before walking over to where their pilot was and slapped him across the back of the head for good measure before looking at the panel as Kome explained the situation. Sighing she typed in a moderately long sequences of numbers and a soft hum was heard and the panel flashed green once before becoming a gentle sky blue signaling it was unlocked.

Aleli looked over at Kome who nodded as she pressed the button and the door opened with little more than a hiss. What the communications officer saw wanted to make her vomit even more as Kome let out a signal profanity and took a step backwards. The hallway connecting the hanger to the rest of the station was filled with bodies. Corpses of men, women and children families, most of them looking like everyday people all processed against the door. It seemed as if they had all come to try and get out of the station, but found the door had been locked. And it seemed they know had a clue of why the station had gone dark. Blood was smeared against the viewports, tinting the blackness of space a crimson red, whatever had happened in this room was not good. 

The worst thing was the smell, Kome never liked the smell of flesh in the first place but rotting flesh was even worse. Kome had been in some less then desirable positions in his lifetime but nothing compared to the smell he was experiencing right now. It made him want to crawl into his own body and hide away, it made him want to rip off his infernal nose and curse it for ever trusting it again, more importantly it made him want to vomit. But he did no such thing but instead brought his hand up and placed it upon Aleli shoulder steadying her for the look upon her face was as if the poor girl had seen a ghost. Though a ghost would of been more preferable, the hollowed out faces, the gaunt and soulless eyes of a dead child looking back at him, it brought back memories he would of rather left long dead and gone.

“Commander Wynters, you are going to want to come here and everyone else.... make sure your firearms are loaded.” Aleli managed to call out taking another step backwards, legs shaking.