From behind cover Macklyn gave his twin guns a twirl before he stood and opened fire into the crowd of swarmers.  This was too small a room for this many targets and his fancy tricks weren't going to help much in this situation.  He placed simple shots where necessary and missed very few shots.  

The Raiders were effective at dispatching the Swarmers and avoiding the Slashers reach, for the most part. Macklyn assumed this was out of motivation inspired from their fallen comrades, but as the number of swarmers got smaller and smaller the presence of the Slasher became all the more evident. With the room to move the Slasher raged through the room with fury and more raiders fell. Silas and Macklyn fought back to back removing the remaining Swarmers until all that remained of their opponents were Myra, a few of her crew and the terrifying presence of the Slasher.  

It raveged through the room but as the cafeteria wasn't very large it was clear that the Slasher was too large to comfortably navigate the area. Macklyn and the others riddled the creature with holes while avoiding its reach as best they could.  At one point a small slip on a dinner tray caused Macklyn to fall to his back and just before the Slashers arm slammed down onto him Macklyn managed to roll away, narrowly dodging the claw. It was then when he had noticed the gas line supplying a furnace along the wall.  He quickly grabbed hold of it, cut off the supply lever, ripped the extended connection from the furnace, aimed at the Slasher as it rapidly approached Silas, opened the supply lever and ignited the gas line with the hammer spark of his gun. 

BOOM

A massive plume of fire gusted out onto the Slasher causing it to writhe in agony. Macklyn quickly shut the supply lever before the oxygen rich artificial atmosphere caused a bigger problem than the Slasher itself.

Weakend by its encompassing burns, everyone in the room reloaded and unloaded into the beast until it slowed to a stop and collapsed.  Everyone in the room took a deep burnt flesh smelling breath of relief.  In the moments after, there was a quiet in the room and everyone took a moment to recollect themselves.
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The silence was broken by a small click as Macklyn pressed the barrel of Ebony against the back of Silas's head.
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Standing before Silas, Myra presented a confident grin and raised her gun towards him. [color=662d91]"Almost all of my away crew fallen, and it was worth it to finally catch you with your pants down"[/color]

[color=ff8c00]"Poor big boss man, all them years and a 'rookie' got the jump on ya?"[/color] Macklyn said in a condescending tone. [color=ff8c00]"It aint personal, Myra's just got a lot more money then you and I've got coffers to fill back home. Shame I gotta kill ya though Cap'n.  I spose on some level I started to like ya.  Even when ya thought I blew up that asteroid on accident ya gave me a pep talk. 

See, Myra knew you'd be first to find this derelict. What did you call it Myra? A frustrating amount of luck? This ship was a flame and you're the moth.  so I joined your crew to help her find you, for a substantial fee of course.  Soon as that famous luck of yours came to, I'd send the signal"[/color]

[color=662d91]"A massive exploding asteroid is hard to miss"[/color] Myra added.

[color=ff8c00]"It's unfortunate you lack the funding for my loyalty, I don't imagine I'll enjoy spilling your blood on this garbage heap of a ship.  See ya in the next life Cap'n" [/color] Macklyn began to squeeze his trigger...