Video/Action

[kill_switch]

Who: Furiosa and Tyrion, Feris, Kaidan, Max, and maybe you?
Broadcast: Video
Action: First Breath hangar
When: April 17

[New system, new rules, new opportunities. Furiosa does her exploring and gets a lead to a mining job that pays a little more than some of the others - partly because it's on one of the farther asteroids and through some treacherous pirate territory.]

[Which Furiosa didn't think she'd have any trouble with, especially if she could flesh out a crew of like-minded individuals.]

Fleet. Furiosa here. I've got a bite on a mining job out past the main cluster. Needs a few more bodies; I'll be leaving [insert reasonable time here] so meet me in the First Breath hangar before hand and you're in. Good pay.

[She'll be in the hangar bay doing general maintenance on the shuttle for the extended trip.]

[[ooc: for this plot]]

Comments

[kill_switch]

"Hm. At least no one's dealing with anything they're not already familiar with."

She takes a careful look around and then turns back towards him and drops her voice,

"One guard stationed, two on patrol. Talk about waiting for 'Boss's approval of the new arrivals' before sending a shuttle to the work site."

Furiosa has also been trying to figure out where the keys are or who has them; she already knows if one of those guards gets too close, she's got them. It might be more a struggle until the effects of the tranquilizer fully wear off, but she's determined not to miss an opportunity if it presents itself before she's recovered.

[tallasaking]

Tyrion nodded, before turning his head to look at the others. Then he looked back out to the hallway. "Intelligence wise, how smart do you think our particular captors are? Outside of our capture, I mean."

[kill_switch]

"Smart. Maybe not genius, but they coordinated to take us out." On the other hand, they didn't separate them and therefore Tyrion and Furiosa are afforded this chance to conspire. "We should act before that shuttle comes and they have a chance to regroup."

[tallasaking]

"All right then - we're going to need a slightly more creative way to get them in here and distracted. Luckily, we have our own personal ... glow sticks." Tyrion murmured, before going to shake at Fenris and of course, Kaidan, keeping his voice at a soft murmur.

"Gentlemen - now would be an extremely good time for your powers to activate."

[bi_otic]

Another benefit to a biotic metabolism is that it also tends to process toxins faster than most, so other than a few bruises, Kaidan isn't feeling too badly. Of course, it had taken quite a bit for them to subdue him, so naturally they'd decided to handcuff him as well as separating him from his gear.

He looks up from his distracted fumbling with his restraints, and gives Tyrion a cautious frown. "Can I...ask why?"

[tallasaking]

Tyrion put one finger to his lips, then nodded over his shoulder to where the guards were. "We need ... a distraction. Just enough to get them to open the cell. I can handle the rest."

[bi_otic]

His eyes wander over to the guards then back to Tyrion. Frankly, he's not sure this is the best plan ever, especially if he's playing the bait but...it's better than waiting around to get shipped off with even less chance of escape. He chooses to trust his crewmate.

Kaidan nods, turns his gaze briefly to Fenris, then with a sudden soft crack of sound he starts to glow. A barrier should be more than enough to get their attention. With this hands literally tied behind his back, it's the most he can do without making a mess.

[wolfuncaged]

Fenris was pretty hardy, he had to be, Danarius designed him to be that way. He's still quite able to hold his own. He makes a soft sound, part amusement, part acknowledgement.

"Distractions, I can do."

With a hum, the lyrium brands come to life, glowing blue. Fenris himself becomes a little less...solid, like the ghost he was made to be. Just in time for the guards to turn up.

[kill_switch]

Between the two glowy people, it's not long before the guard notices and heads over with angry warnings about them not starting anything. His attention on them, he gets right up to the bars and starts to jab a finger in their direction.

Seizing the moment, Furiosa pushes up from her seat o the floor and grabs the guard's arm, yanking on it hard enough to bash his head against the cell. He's disoriented, but he's not out yet, and she can see a set of keys dangling from his belt.

"Tyrion!" She holds tight onto the guards arm, hoping that it's steady enough and close enough for Tyrion to grab the keys.