Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20151029163551

Leaping back off the wall, Ingraham got back onto the reactor to engage the last control rod.

"Error: insufficient power. Diverting reserves to critical systeeemmss....." the AI voice started slowing down as it continued diverting energy away from the Nephele. Now, the room was lit only by red lights along the walkway.

Honara picked herself up, and pulled herself back into the control room using the guardrail. Examining the computer, all power had been sucessfully routed away from the nepheles and it sounded like the storm had gone from apocalyptic thunder to your average forest storm.

"Hey Ingraham, think it's safe to head up top?" she shouted to the other merc who had now dropped off the reactor.

"Maybe." he rocketed back up to the walkway and cracked open the door to the crew where the Ibaali was taking an impromptu nap. Seeing the rest of the beaconites cramped down in a corner, he let them be. It had been a very long day; they deserved a break, even if it was for a few minutes.

yep, just a lot of rain, about your average for this part of the countryside. Eventually, he should go up and make sure the nepheles were fully disconnected but he kinda wanted a breather too. With a sip from his flask, he kicked the Ibaali's HMG far away in case he woke up.