Avery Sky in The Facility

[Kyra Thrace (Avery Sky)]

The smell of the evaporated liquids was revolting. Avery choked back a gag as she peeked over the top of her table. The guard was still standing... barely. It was time to put him out of his misery and hope he had been too distracted to radio for help.

OOC: Attack, Blaster @ Z10: [dice=20]+6+1
Damage: [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]+1[rand=303902135696262190036940900608958423096896149228518850235268474]

[Kironome]

Scowling, the guard slumped over onto the broken jars. Shards of glass greeted his face as it hit the hard floor. Blood pooled around him, soaking his white uniform and staining the neutral colored floor. The room seemed eerily quiet for a moment. Then, as before, Avery sensed the subtle pulse that seemed to penetrate and reverberate around the room. Other than that, all was still.

[Kyra Thrace (Avery Sky)]

Avery walked over to the dead guard carefully, trying as hard as she could not to step on glass, foul liquid, or the creepy who-knows-whats scattered around the floor. She flipped him over with her foot and looked for his comm. Knowing what the enemy was planning would be helpful, but speed was the most important thing right now. If she couldn't find the comm quickly, she would just have to leave it.

OOC: Move to Y10
Search: [dice=20] +3[rand=6202127332799137648591150762513307682653586380184056215672520920634]

[Kironome]

The Facility Map

The tip of Avery's boot came off covered in blood. The wound had succeeded in saturating the front of the guard and the floor beneath him. Unfortunately it appeared as if he wasn't carrying a com-link, or anything else for that matter. His gun had fallen into the liquid and disappeared. Apparently this solution was corosive to at the very least metal, but not to whatever was within the jars. Avery couldn't be sure if it was simply safe for organic materials, or if the objects (limbs of various sizes) had to be treated with something first to make them safe.

[Kyra Thrace (Avery Sky)]

Avery silently cursed. Knowing what the enemy was planning would have been a major help, allowing her to anticipate and avoid. Now, she would be forced to rely on speed and blaster accuracy. Since chances were good her cover was blown and other guards were on the way, the faster she moved meant the less blood shed. She rapidly tiptoed her way to the door, avoiding the revolting liquid and eying the disturbing instrument of doom still pulsating in the corner with suspicion. The sooner she was far away from it, the happier she'd be. But she couldn't afford to think about that right now. There was a chance there could be a whole squadron on the other side of the hatch that she needed to be ready for.

Truth be told, she was scared. It was just sinking in how much trouble she was in. Took too many more hits like the ones on her shoulder and she might not make it out alive. Yes, she could handle herself in sticky situations, but she was painfully aware that no one was invincible. Even she had her limits. And she had already sustained injury against only two poorly trained guards. At this rate, a group of ten trained jawas could take her out. Not that anyone would really care - everyone who she had ever been close to was already dead - but without her, the End, her home, her everything, would be sold for scrap metal, and that was something she just couldn't allow.

So Avery decided to pause right before she reached the doorway, sacrificing precious seconds in order to mentally prepare for whatever laid beyond it. With a deep breath, she pushed all thoughts from her mind, leaving it blank and focused. Varnik had always called this state of mind "the zone". It was a technique that had gotten Avery out of more than one scrape. While in the zone, time seemed to slow to the point where she could almost anticipate people's next actions and react just as quickly. It had occurred to Avery that this might be a by-product of her latent Force abilities, but time after time, she animately told herself that it was just simple intuition and concentration. Besides, she had learned the trick from her non-Force sensitive surrogate father, so entering the zone was obviously a skill anyone could learn if they practiced enough. At least, that's what she told herself. She almost believed it.

As her mind quieted, the hum of the evil instrument to her right died away, as did the pain in her shoulder. The only thing that mattered was the familiar weight of the blaster pressing against her hand.

With the weapon at the ready, Avery silently slipped into the corridor hoping it wouldn't be needed.

OOC: Move to AA 7

[Kironome]

The Facility Map

Avery left the room behind, stepping into the brightly lit hallway. The fumes of the jars dissipated, and the underlying pulsing seemed to fade into the background. Looking around, the hallway appears to be empty, and as far as Avery can tell there is no noise. Not even the bright overhead lighting gives off any sound as it faithfully displays the white cleanliness of the Facility.

Hey, just so you're aware....as long as there are no enemies visible...I don't really care how far you decide to move...so you don't have to abide by the 10m per round thing. Also...in the future it would be a good idea to do a listening or spot check (or both) when looking around corners or exiting/ entering rooms. That way if you're caught off guard....its the dice's fault .