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[h1][color=0054a6]Typhon Leverenz[/color][/h1]
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With all the commotion outside his room it was really hard for Typhon to relax. Not that he ever really got much relaxation here but he still preferred not having his solemn contemplation interrupted like this. He stood up and turned to complain to the guards, maintenance man, pretty much anyone being annoying who would even acknowledge his presence. But what he ended up overhearing instead was… distressing to say the least. Screaming, gun shots, the unmistakable sound of fire, and he could see a very distressed looking man staring at the cameras that watched it all. If it scared an employee this much then it had to have been something that threatened him as well as every other person in this cell block.

There were a few ways this whole situation could turn out, and almost every one of them was able to shake him to his core. The first and most likely option was they all get slaughtered without a chance to fight back while this man runs and probably inevitably dies anyway. The second was they convince this guy to let them out and they die fighting, since it was unlikely they could beat what he could only assume was the highly trained Draught Guards slaughtering people. The final option was get the spooked maintenance guy to free them and use the chaos to try and escape until they can form a better plan. That final plan probably would sacrifice a lot of people but at least Typhon would survive. And hopefully he could at least get this dude’s keys, if not make a deal with him since a guy like that probably has access to a lot of places on this ship and knowledge to get them around undetected. He knew which one he was going for.

He leaned against his cell walls and looked at Felix. The smirk on his face was betrayed by the panic in his eyes that he wasn’t able to properly hide. He gave a slight nod to the Tulak girl that the guy had spoken to to try and indicate to follow his lead if she saw. [color=0054a6]“Sounds like we’re really in deep shit now, yeah?”[/color] The fear on Felix’s face was incredibly evident as he looked around. Hopefully this one had more of a conscience and brainpower than an overwhelming majority of the guards on this ship. [color=0054a6]“I don’t know exactly what you saw there but it really didn’t sound good. I think you have a few options though. You could always run and hide, let us all die and try to live. Or you could help us out too, at least give us a fighting chance against whatever is causing all that mayhem. Probably gives you much more of a chance cause I know someone like me would want to keep someone as useful as you alive.”[/color] Typhon hoped that playing off of Felix’s current fear and offering to help him would be enough to convince him to free at least some of them. Hopefully more to add fodder to keep them safe.