A Squad of four Marines, in black tactical gear, circled the hatch, which slid open with a hiss, The airlocks had cycled, and the en began to rappel down into the white interior of the CR90 Corvette. Their eyes took a moment to adjust, as the Reverence S was kept darkened to minimize emissions. Each Aschen soldier was heavily equipped, their boots hitting the floor with an audible thunk.
They surveyed their surroundings, and began to fan out, a moment later Commander Torres hit the floor down the rappeling rope. Elanna Torres was a young brunette, with strong features contrasted by her dark
Imperial uniform.
Flanked on either side by Marines, she waited for someone to greet them.