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Mike was only beginning to step out of the door when a large force shook his feet. He knew protocol It was a unschedualed jump. There must've been an emergency. He only had a split second to think before one of his pictures was thrown from the wall, unsecured no doubt. The glass hit the side of his head with a shatter. Her cursed and wheeled back. He hit the doorway, grunting as the wind was knocked out of him. He dropped Chris's things. a thin stream of blood flowed down from a cut on his jaw-line. He was uninjured, but others may not have been. He ran through the halls. A hand rubbed his ribcage. The cook was unaccounted for, he hoped she was ok, Mike would look for her once he made sure those in the cafeteria were alright.

He turned a corner, wishing everyone was alright. The sudden motion of running brought him back to the war. Runing across barren landscapes, through deserts, dancing along craters while unloading ammo into the direction of the fight. Mike tended to aim before doing so, but he found that shooting at an enemy shook their concentration anyways. He kept a cool head. He made his way through a series of halls, until he met a bulkhead. Emergency jumps needed these sometimes incase if they lost ship integrity. It could seal off entire sections. Mike heard Elenna talk over the communications network. He breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out a key-card and flashed t over a scanner. The bulkhead opened the door revealing Alex, Edgar, and Elenna.

"Is everyone alright?" Mike spoke quickly, he didn't have much time. He would need to head to the Doc, then to Chris, maybe searching for the cook along the way. Mike's ribs ached, his cheek stung, along with his temple. It was nothing, he had a job to do. A simple cut wasn't going to stop him. He had crossed vast distances with wounds much worse. He breathed in, and looked around the room. They each looked banged up in some way, adrenaline pumped through his system, he hardly showed it. He was completly still, not shaking in the slightest way. The only way one could tell was his eyes. Rapidly observing every detail that was important to his task.