Gunfire, shouting, chaos...a scene all too familiar for Carlotta throughout the years. She simply watched as David kept dropping bodies with each pull of the trigger, but that didn't mean she was only an spectator for she had her sidearm drawn and at the ready to assist if the situation called for it. Although given their advantage of being on the offensive, they didn't need to worry.

[I]"Room's clear."[/I]

Carlotta pressed forward with haste, holstering her pistol before reaching for some wire cutters. She made her way to one of the first terminals, taking a moment to look over the diagram attached on one side. 

"Hmm..."

A few moments passed, and she went on to the adjacent terminal. Knocking the latched door open with a quick, hard hit of her elbow, Carlotta followed one of the cables from the cluster with her finger from top to bottom, seeing where it ended up. She brought the wire cutters up to the cable, as carefully and gently as a technician about to defuse a bomb, and she cut the cable right at the center. But instead of the power going off, a red overhead red light began to blink. Carlotta then scrambled, her adrenaline kicking in as she followed the same steps with the adjacent cable. This time though, she was successful. Luckily, whatever alarm she had triggered was silent. "That was close," she said, putting away her wire cutters and walking towards David.