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"Ah, relax cap'n. You're just mad Tee had one o' his slow moments on you up there," he waved off Natasha's criticism of his plan, assuming it was nerves from the drop. Obviously he couldn't have just walked to the ship. One stray scanner sweep would have picked him up and they'd have been dodging heavy artillery every step of the way thereafter.

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Each stomping footstep echoed through the ship. There was no point in even trying to tiptoe in the Belial. The ships internals were a mess. Bodies and debris everywhere. It had definitely been a hard landing. He'd already had to make a detour. The most concerning part was that some of the bodies clearly weren't from the crash landing. 

At this point, unsurprisingly, he had his rifle in hand.

The strangest thing he saw was some hastily put together signs directing toward a high security area. Something called the "Vault". Something to check out later then, but right now he had more important things to do than facilitate a prison break. That could be done when the shooting was over with. That said, he had to wonder what could be considered [i]extra[/i] dangerous on a prison ship named "Circle of Hell."

In the end, his path led him to a cafeteria. He wasn't alone.

"Oh good, company..." He muttered to himself, muted to the outside world by his suit. Not that it mattered, no doubt they'd heard him coming for quite some time. The strange part was that two of them were mechanized being of some sort, or so they seemed. And the other one was human and... small. Young? "All right, gonna need you to identify yourself 'fore I get all trigger happy here." He finally said aloud to them.