Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-26104528-20160630202900

Loretta smilied wryly to herself as she overheard bits and pieces of Osiris's shpiel to Nickelae. Good work, maybe this Mole will work out after all.

Her thoughts were interupted by a sudden text from Rainier that consisted only of a Purple Fish emoticon. Purple Halibut...Without a word, Loretta left for the elevator to see what Rainier needed, leaving Osiris to handle the situation herself.

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"Hola Rainy!" the crocodile chimed as she walked through the door to the bridge, ignoring the carnage and aftermath from the previous few moments.

"Loretta, let's find ourselves some privacy shall we?" Rainier emerged from the CIC and led his partner down a different corridor. One hand held his Magnum and the other held his scroll with a map of the ship's layout.

"Ooh hoo hoo...whatcha thinkin?" the croc sauntered behind him, waggling her fingers while token dust reactions came off of them.

"An 'esteemed friend' of ours has been using a computer. We are going to do him a favor and 'wipe his browser history'. This corridor leads to an elevator where we can get to the comms relay. I want you to 'trim some bushes'." Arriving at the afformentioned elevators, Rainier pressed the call button and the door obediantly opened for Loretta to get going.

"And what will you be doing in the meantime?" she asked as she stepped inside and clicked off the safety for Plaguerunner.

"Making sure this ship 'lands safely'." The archer gave a half-smile and the door closed.

Everything was set. Rainier had logged in Gunsmoke as the next target for the ship's weapon systems and set the navigation console on a crash-course with a nearby mountain. CATSAI had just injected a large number of its own viruses into the system to as a distraction for both the Codex worm and the Atlesian Antivirus. Using the captain's authorization one more time, Rainier watched as the vessel changed its bearing.

ETA...15 minutes...

"Everyone, let's move on to ship number 2."

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Loretta was just about to exit onto the top of the ship until she had a thought...They can see out there and if this thing's missing an antennae, they'll know something's not right.

Instead, she switched plaguerunner to Jaws-of-Life and pried open the hatch of a maintenance passageway. Being small, she fit inside quite nicely and found herself in a mass of wires and other crucial looking electronics.

She started grinning. Bundle after bundle found itself in Plaguerunner's ferro-hydrualic grip. The sheer amount of kinetic force tore each bundle's protectice coverings and snapped through the metal like dry twigs. No comms, no way for the enemy crews to find out what was going on, no way for Codex's worm to transmit any intel.

With her handiwork done, Loretta sprinted off to meet the others in thier ride.