There's a stink of gunpowder in the air; too much for the Station's air recyclers to clear out. Blood, too. But things have gotten quiet, except for the rare moan from the blue-handed defenders. Whatever forces are left to protect the Academy have given up on breaking the seige and have fallen back, waiting for the attackers to come out.
Time's running out.
Time's running out.
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Date: 2005-08-09 07:39 pm (UTC)After another few steps, he draws his gun, and keeps running.
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Date: 2005-08-11 06:38 am (UTC)The station only has one place where the unauthorized ship could've docked. Dr. Tam can try whatever he likes to get away unseen; there's only one place he can be going.
Dr. Lin hooks a right, and heads to the same place. His right eye continues to twitch, and he doesn't put the gun in his pocket this time.