[center][b]-INTRUDER ALERT!-INTRUDER ALERT!-INTRUDER ALERT!-[/b][/center]

Alarms blared as Leo focused. The sound of hissing pipes, screaming and shooting lulled and in that moment, he heard a single set of boots stride into the room. These ones heavier than the last.

[b]“I said…”[/b], the voice began, distorted by some kind of mask or respirator. The footfalls seemed to be moving off to one side.

[i]Heavy armour…big gun likely…a few to head should do it…[/i]

[b]“…lay down your FUCKING weapons…and-“[/b]
[b]“Oi!”[/b], Leo shot up from behind cover and leveled the GR-7 squarely and steadily at the source of the voice. A large individual covered head to-toe in heavy metal armoring with tough synthetic fabrics showing through the gaps. G.I.A emblazoned across the back plate. The figure had barely began to turn their head before a series of rapid trigger pulls reduced much of the their skull to a mushy red paste.

[i]Well, took a few more to get through the helmet but…[/i]

Leo made a mental check of his ammo count.

[i]Time to get the fuck out of here.  [/i]

[h3]9:12pm[/h3]
Making sure to set the hanger doors open in an adjoining control room, Leo made a dash for his ship in the seconds until the room began to depressurize. Now inside the ship, he hit a button in the cockpit of his ship and the cabin began to close up just as a fresh wave of yelling flared up from where was moments ago and a fresh alarm sounded.

[center][b]-WARNING. ATMOSPHERIC LEAK DETECTED. BULKHEADS IN SECTOR 4 CLOSING IN 10 SECONDS-[/b][/center]

He quickly ran through the critical checks and began rapidly preparing the ship for launch. The ships thrusters fired up, incinerating a fresh wave of G.I.A soldiers attempting to flee the room. Leo shoved the throttle forwards and his ship surged towards the blackness of space and out through the open hanger doors.

And straight into a small flotilla of G.I.A star ships in the process of boarding and surrounding the station...