Sathik leaned against the side of the elevator lift, and turned to Arcuse, "So, we're just gonna wing it?"
Arcuse shrugged and continued to adjust the ion caster on his BlasTech, testing and getting used to the new weight.
"Nice." Sathik gave a wicked grin and cracked his knuckles with anticipation. The dark haired killer loved a challenge. Hated droids-but loved a challenge, and every fiber of lethal instinct in the two bounty hunters screamed about the danger that awaited them on the bridge.
Suddenly the lift jolted to a stop and the lights went out.
"Aw come on!" Sathik kicked the wall as Arcuse activated a glowrod.
Five seconds to life support shut down
"Gods damn it." Sathik sighed and grudgingly unhooked the breath mask hooked on his belt. The armored hunter next to the dark killer tried the control panel. When nothing happened he fired once at the small panel covering, which promptly cracked and fell to the ground.
Four seconds to life support shut down
Arcuse tested at the wiring and delicate apparatus with one hand. He pulled his hand back instintively when the device sparked once and then went dark.
"Fan-fricken-tastic." Sathik commented angrily, "I've always wanted to be stuck in an elevator."
Arcuse motioned toward the maintenance hatch on the ceiling, "Well then, let's remedy the situation."
Sathik pulled out his shotgun, fired once, and the hatch broke out of place with a satisfying Crack. He stuck it back into the holster on his shoulder, grabbed the edge of the opening and pulled himself up. Arcuse handed the glowrod up to his partner before he quickly followed after.
"There's a maintenance ladder over here, looks like it leads up to some mechanic repair and access platform." Sathik looked as far up as he could.
"Security Systems?" Arcuse asked.
"Everything's shut down." Sathik shook his head, stuck the glowrod in his belt and started climbing, and Arcuse followed shortly after.
life support shut down complete
"You know, the ship wouldn't have warned us about the life support." Sathik explained as he pulled dusty webbing out of his face and climbed up higher.
"No. That was a bounty hunter." Arcuse spoke with respect.
"Yeah, screw him. He's not getting our credits."
It was a long while before the two hunters finally reached the dusty, web covered access repair room. A repair droid stood lifeless next to a computer terminal. Sathik shoved the droid aside carelessly, crouched down to the computer's level, and tapped on a few control keys. Sathik whistled, "This is a pretty piece of work. Oh wow."
"Options?" Arcuse asked, analyzing his surroundings.
Sathik grinned and undid the latch on his boot, inside were three slicing ships. These pieces of contraband weren't for reprograming or hacking - Sathik didn't have either skill. One was meant to send a computer system into virtual cardiac arrest, the other was a highly infective virus, and the last was the one he was going to use.
"What's that?" Arcuse asked.
"This little trick," He stuck it in the data slot, "will force the entire system to reboot and start up again."
"Won't that turn the security systems back on?"
Sathik gave a sly grin, "We owe our bounty hunter friends downstairs the favor."