Snippet #1120110

Thericia ducked and covered, and did seven other dodge manevers trying to save her hide from the blasters. Apperently, the order had been given to try and blaster everything! She had a lot of close calls, and even got skimmed a few times. But all in all, she navigated down the one vent that didn't lead to getting blasted to bits. It was one to a small room. She peered through the grate. A few...people were in the room, near the doorway. She didn't know what was going on, but this definitely wasn't a cell block. She bunched up, before placing a harsh boot to the grate, and caused it to fall to the ground, with a loud clatter. She too, dropped from the vent, behind all of the people in the room. With a casual brush of her hair out of face, she looked over them.

"If you've got weapons, I suggest you disarm yourself, now." She said calmly and seriously.