Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20151028162405

As the others worked, Ingraham charged the brass knuckles on his SMG with ice dust to make brittle what was holding the rod assebly in place. Charging it with fire dust, he gave a wicked right hook and let the thermal shock break the metal. Doing the same to the others, there was only one rod left. Ingraham was about to climb over to take care of it until the Lemruia finally lost traction on the mud and startd sliding sidways.

The craft was only kept from flipping upside down by the twisted mass of metal that was once its wing. It slid down the hill for a decent distance until enough mud and debries was caught by the wreck to slow it down again. Next time, they might not be so lucky. The sudden shift in movement caused Honara to lose her balance and plant right into Azzie. Ingraham had to jumpkit boost to and catch himself on the wall.

"Error: insufficient power..." the lights started flickering until only the dull emergency lights along the walkway were still active.

From the monitering room, the onboard computer had been diverting power from the nephele to other, more crucial subsystems. At the rate this was going, all they had to do was let the storm run its course.