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[color=lightcoral][Match][/color] get it get it get out

Match decided to rest for a moment and catch his breath since he had been running from [s]nova security[/s]. He previously hijacked a trasport ship by ramming his old ship into a transport ship. The contents Match was hunting for would satifiy his longing sugar tooth, but he wouldn't get his fill. Shortly after Match had took possession of the transport ship and moved his possessions onto it, the NS(novasercurity*) had pulled in his new ship with a pressure field, pinning it to theirs.

 Now Match was on their ship after a small fire fight. They were about a two minute jog away, they had his ship on the other end of the NS cruiser* from.where he was and he needed a way to get around them. 

Match was in their living quarters and from the looks of how the ship was shaped he would have to find a roundabout way to get around them. Before being abducted he got a good look at the exterior of the cruiser and took note of the rear end of the ship. Its mass was quite larger than the front end and Match knew he was on that end. He would have to get to the front end of the NS cruiser to find his ship. There was the problem being the middle of the ship was tight and narrow, that most likely, he would be caught trying to traverse through. 

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[s][i]Earlier he managed a miracle when the NS invaved his smaller ship. They sent in four personnel to subdue him, but Match managed. They tore off his main hatch to his ship that was the first wall between the inards of the ship and space. There they began taking down the airlock door. Match knew he would have to let them in before they ruined that door if he was going to leave in his own ship. So he opened that hatch. Match had positioned himself along side a mobile suit that when worn would make him about four inches taller. The security's feet could be heard as they clanged against the loose metal panels of Match's ship as they were closing in. Match waited near the

There stood two mobile suits in front of them. They pointed guns at the suits silently. [Hide attack/flee] [/i]

[Search cabins/ living quarters]

[Potentially get away with own ship/take their ship]


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 Serra. Cbd pen[/s] [/hider]
Taking in three breathes Match continued his escape by quickly searching the bed rooms, taking no longer than 10seconds looking through each. Match found a vent in one of the rooms and found humor when thinking about the poor sucker who had to get it. His room would be the first to have a alien invade and lay its eggs in the host. The vent was just going to get more accessible. Match used a sticky explosive that shot out from his mobile suit's arm at the vent above the room owners bed. Match dashed into the hallway, beind a wall for cover. The explosive made a eardrum shattering sound, like white static along with making a blinding flash that would've had Match blinded long enough for the NS to get to him for sure. Match ran back into the room, sprung up onto the debris that was called a bed and up into the vent being careful of the the sharp ripped metal.

The owner of the ruined room started yelling out profanities after arriving in the room. Two other NS members piled in the room, immediatly taking note of the hole in the ceiling, one of them climb into the vent after Match. Communicating through a head peace spoke a NS member warning the others to defend the cockpit.

[Hider]We'll start taking inventory before adventures... Writing in between ten minute breaks and 30minute breaks... Hell woop woop[/hider]

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