Mel, Ro and the boys had shot out of Director Ogilvie's office as soon as the man had uttered his order. There was some sort of rioting at the unloading bay. They'd glimpsed fire and heard gun shots.

	"Group up!" Mel ordered once they exited the administration building and ran towards the space port. "Identify hostiles, subdue and restrain. No lethal force!" The boys and Ro nodded. Jack and BB separated and the two groups approached the landing bay in a flanking motion. The boys on the right and Mel and Vokeera on the left.

	People were rioting alright. A mob had formed. People were pushing and pulling, fighting, shouting and screaming. Parts of the landing bay were burning. A Veroxian was shouldering his way within the crowd trying to get to someone. The hostiles?

	"BB, try to get injured people to cover, tend to their wounds." Mel instructed the Lance Corporal.

	"Roger that, Searg." BB acknowledged and set about to follow the order.

	"I shall do the same." Vokeera stated near Mel as the other one in the group with medic training. The Noxaara crouched low and was about the leave cover when Mel pulled her forcefully back.

	"Don't push!" She stated simply, her eyes burning hot, her hand clutching Vokeera's wrist.

	"Roger." Ro acknowledged curtly and crawled away. 

	"Jack, try to reach Chief Nero and see about a plan of action. We're sitting ducks with that sniper!"

	Ro heard Mel instruct over the comms while advancing towards a woman who's legs appeared shredded by the exploding Molotov. The Noxaara reached the woman who appeared to be unconscious. The Protector checked her vital sighs. The pulse was weak and thready, but present. Vokeera clasped her gently beneath the armpits and started pulling her carefully towards cover. 

	"There's not much I can do for her. " Ro stated, positioning the injured woman behind their crate.

	On the other side of the landing bay Jack crawled low on the ground to where Chief Miranda Nero was also crouching, she appeared to be reporting the situation. [i]To Ogilvie probably.[/i] Jack thought. 

	The Chief than rushed over to the marine closest to her.

	Jack followed carefully.

	“We have backup on its way, but I don’t think they can get here before they...” the chief motioned toward the human mass in front of them, “...tear us apart. If we lock ourselves inside the ship, it would give the rapid response more time to react, maybe the riot would even lose its momentum.”

	Jack recoiled as a glass object landed about a meter behind them, shattering on impact. Fortunately, there was no fireball. “Unless you have a better idea. In that case, speak quickly.” The Chief was telling the marine.

	Jach decided this was the moment to interject and quickly introduced himself to the Chief as well as their group, mentioning they had the Director's blessing to help.

	"So what's the plan, Chief?" He'd left his comms open for Ro, BB and Mel to hear the conversation.

[@Starlance]