[b][h2]Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr[/h2][/b]


Ren swore a rather crude insult in her native language that may have been broadcast as she ran a big grapplingly great wrench in her door shield ramming a ichor covered metal beam through its skull with a very crude technique that however did kill the metacar and leave her stomping a heavy metal suit foot to smash its carcass off her weapon as she breathed heavily. The door was solid. Now it had great slashes, she could see through it and they were holding small numbers at choke points and even then they were giving them a fight with only 1 marine, crew and a power loader to hold them back.

If they had made a big push it might have been swarmed.  With time, the defense was not great and most of them were just regular people doing their best. “Trying to Unlatch  whoever took out the damn power fraked the bloody systems, we are doing it the hard way… Miss corpo and the others doing their best, going to try and detonate the explosive bolts at the station side so the systems will allow us to lock down properly.” Another voice came though the sound of machinery, shouting, weapons fire and a muffled thud and sound of machinery being stressed beyond its material limits. 

A small warning alert at the bridge announced the use of emergency measures to try and break the docking link with the station at the cargo tunnel. The heavy outer door began to slowly start to close again, once the system recognised a potential manager but the outage station side had taken a while for everything on the crew's side to be able to take over from the sudden loss of power and computer cores aboard the space station. 

Several load crew were preparing a defense in depth at the next secure hatch way,  got past the first line they would try to bring it down. For a bunch of strangers and random groups they had out of desperation formed a fairly effective method of working. Desperate but everyone had a task, and long as they did theirs, it would help the others do their own. 

“We have back up power back, but its gonna take time to get closed and break the link. Unless anyone's got a better plan” Ren asked across the general circuit audibly breathing hard and a sound of tearing steel as a claw rammed into a makeshift barricade. The sound of weapons fire intensifying and warnings to mind the red zone for the doors powered track. 

“And whoever blew up the station with us attached must be crazy.” Ren added between the sounds of a heavy suit being pushed back grinding metal on metal and other noises.