The man with the cane picks it up and starts to examine the snake head well scanning the room with his eyes. One of the men guarding him moves to the door to the center area well the other man relaxes, lowering his gun. The man with the cane smiles, speaking loudly enough for his sniper friend to hear. "You know coming on board was a death sentence right? When this goes down and trust me it will, its going to happen fast. At which point we won't need doormen. Of course we cant do anything till we remove the thorn from our side." He hopes the sniper understood what he said and is ready to act. The guard near him, "What are you talking about? Would you ju..." The man with the cane draws his sword and in the same movement slashes the guard across the chest. On the return swing slashes the man's throat. As blood sprays everywhere the guard by the door to the center area turns around in time to be met with a sword through his throat. Grabbing the guard with his free hand the cane man gently sets the guard down out of sight of the door and removes his sword for the guards throat. He wiped his sword on the guard before sheathing it.
Before the fight broke out in the cargo hold, the two who had one to main engineering move across the way to the secondary engineering bay. The group heading towards the crew cabins deiced to split up to check the cabins. Well they do, the engineer quickly and quietly puts all but her S&W 5904 in one of the lockers. Then crouches beside the locker out of sight of the door.