Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150716171702/@comment-26104528-20150812184200

Fritz and Stella finished up with disarming all of the bomb vests; several disconnected batteries lay all over the ground. No electrocity, no spark to set off the charges.

"They welding us in?" Fritz asked as he leaned into the room where Cormac and Laelia were hacking away at one of the hatches.

"That also means they probably rigged the exits as well." Stella returned to the bridge to work on cracking open the hatch in there, that way they could attack whatever was up stairs from multiple places at once.

She left Fritz her pistol with the acid hook fully deployed before she herself phased through the hull.

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The Order had just finished loading the last of the warheads and were in the process of securing them below deck. Already, that vessel was setting sail for the Order's base. No need to risk it during the immenent firefight. They left behind an imporvised gunboat to assist Myra.

"Crusader, we've been found." one of the grunts reported.

"Plant a D.F.C. and get ready." Myra replied as she took aim at the hatch in question. DFC: an acronym for Directionally Focused Charge. The design was very similiar to a regular IED, but it used a steel pipe to focus the entire blast and shrapnel in one direction. In this case, both of the gym bag sized charges were rigged to blow with a tripwire; as soon as anyone came out of that hatch, ka-boom!

Without a moment's hesitation, Stella re-materialized above the sub and put a four-round burst into two of the cultists right as they finished with one of the charges. "Watch it! They rigged the hatches!" Immediatly, she dropped behind the conning tower to avoid Myra, the remaining cultists, and HMG fire from the gunboat.