Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Anastasia]

Rachel hops down, putting down a Plasma Rifle she was carrying over her now dirty clothes.

"Hold on, Carthrat." she says, gently touching your side. "Oh Selena..."

Light washes over you, your arm and body soothed...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat mumbles something, then starts speaking up.

"Tir.. what are *you* doing here?"

[Anastasia]

"I couldn't let you go completely to waste with that body," he jokes. "Rachel, can he get out of there?"

Rachel nods up, all business now. "I think he can. Any injuries he had looked to be minor."

[Carthrat]

"Of course I can get out of here," replies Carthrat. "I'm more worried about how you got in."

Nope, no problems here. Apart from the whole clothing thing.

"Tir, give me your shirt."

[Anastasia]

His shirt, a now sweat and dirt stained white dressy shirt, comes off with surprisingly little argument. He's in good shape, notably.

"I got in during the invasion by mistake," he grunts as he tosses it down. "I heard about you from a guard I had a special chat with, and figured I should liberate you and Rachel before busting out."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat quickly buttons up the shirt.

"Great. Let's go. What's the plan?"

[Anastasia]

"Get the hell out of here," Tir says as he bends down to give you a metal glove clad hand up and out. "And hopefully blow shit up on the way."

[Carthrat]

"I'm not going to be blowing anything up," observes Carthrat. "The bastards took my cloak."

[Anastasia]

He pulls you up, then points to the side. You're in a cargo bay, with a few crates and boxes scattered about, as well as a few downed soldiers. "Take a weapon or two from them, at least." Tir comments as he bends down to get Rachel out. "Just hurry. Round 2 is coming, I'm sure."

[Carthrat]

"Aye," replies Carthrat. "I'm tempted to take some pants, too."

Carthrat goes to scavange what he can..

[Anastasia]

One of the guards took a messy neck shot, leaving his pants and body armor mostly intact, if a bit stained. He also has a Plasma Rifle, a fairly decent weapop, and it's fully charged.

Black, loose pants in particular, but beggers can't be choosers.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat grabs the gear and puts on some freaking clothes.

"Y'know, I miss that cloak. All the junk in it was handy, but I really liked that cloak."

[Anastasia]

Rachel comes up besides you, nodding. "Maybe we can find it on the way out," she suggests, but Tir shakes his head. "Let's just haul out of here. The longer we stay, the more likely we never leave."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, that's right," replies Carthrat, shaking his head. "I don't know the layout of this vessel. You'll have to lead, Tir."

[Anastasia]

"It's a fairly short way to the shuttle bay - this place is loaded to bear," he comments, getting his weapon ready as you head over to the double metal doors that lead outward. "I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I'm fairly certain that this is someone's military being used."