Carthrat's journey into space - Round 3! Heaven or Hell!

[Anastasia]

Security agents, in armor jackets and stun rifles hastily donned, are indeed starting to approach at a run.

Rachel continues to plead with them...and to your suprise, one of the men just nods, taking off his weapon and pack, tossing them to the floor. White Glow continues to burn all this time...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat eyes the other man, moving back and across from the crowd in order to get a clear line of sight towards him.

[Anastasia]

The other man glares at his comrade, but continues listening to Rachel as you get a clear line of sight.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat hangs around and watches what happens.

[Anastasia]

As you continue to watch, White Glow virtually burns a hole in your shirt. So hot that it's actually painful, the artifact is glowing full tilt...

Still talking, Rachel seems to be getting through to him as the security forces really arrive, cutting through the crowd. On seeing them, the one remaining freaks, pointing his weapon out at them, through the windows, while security begins to react in kind...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat clutches the artefact in one hand, unable to concentrate on what's going on.

"Ah.. What is in store for us?" he spits out, almost thankful that everyones attention is on the scene in front of him..

[Anastasia]

As your hand is painfully seared by White Glow, the scene in front of you becomes one of chaos. As he is about to fire, the man is cut down by four blasts from security, falling down and back in crumpled heap from the stun rifles. At this, the other, dearmed gunner stares at his fallen comrade, moments later being stunned shotted as well.

After this, a rush of activity inside as security swarms in, beginning to deal with the matter. White Glow goes strangely cold and icy at this, the heat instantly gone.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat continues to clutch the artefact, breathing heavily.

"Rachel!" he shouts, feeling that he's missed something crucial. "Rachel!"

He rights himself and stalks towards the scene, intent on finding the woman..

[Anastasia]

Amid the rush of station security charging in, your shouts are lost. As the men secure the two downed problems and sort through the poor souls inside, Rachel's eyes happen on you. With a momentary, relieved smile, she turns away, dealing with questioning security.

After that, she kneels next to the burned victim, words spilling from her mouth.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat grabs a station guard; preferably an officer of some kind.

"Who are those people?" he asks, brusqley.

[Anastasia]

"A problem," the security agent holding perimeter guard says, glancing at you. "One that we've got under control. Please return to your previous activities, sir."

[Carthrat]

"That girl is a friend of mine," hisses Carthrat. "Make sure she's allright."

[Anastasia]

With a curt nod, "We are procuring the safety of all the hostages," he notes, as body armored men begin to sort through the mess in there, stopping and staring as Rachel's hands glow, healing magic springing to save the plasma victim...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat raises an eyebrow.

They better not think she's an accomplice..[/i]

[Anastasia]

The crowd inside and out takes sight of Rachel, the healing arts grabbing attention. "Holy shit," a man near you swears, stunned. "Is that some sort of new medica?"