The plan as much as it could be called a plan was pretty simple. Get to the power plant of the ship, damage it in a way so as to cause catastrophic failure, wait to die. Rolando didn't exactly like the plan, he felt it lacked that certain "And then we lived" aspect that plans should have, but seeing the inevitable death at the hands of a robot creature was also not a great idea either. It was the best choice of bad choices available to him and Therod. The issue was a logistic one. The power room was locked down and had been since the incident that released the monsters. Therod had tried in vain over six months to get in, the door was impossible to cut through and the monsters swiftly found her when she attempted other methods to get in. Rolando knew he could shift through it, but he could feel the corruption surging in his veins so it would likely be one of his last ones, which seeing as he was going in there to blow up the ship, made sense.
They made good time, only a few hours of crawling down various corridors and slimey places getting to the power core. It was the standard fusion type used on most larger ships, Rolando remembered having to study its function as part of his officers exam, even though he barely passed that portion. He hoped Therod had an idea on how to disable the ship, because he sure didn't.
"Does it hurt?" He had Therod's huge hand in his own and was looking to see if he could find a way to see through to the other side of the door.
"It doesn't hurt me, I guess it could hurt you? I wouldn't be worried about it." Rolando realized telling her it might hurt her, but not to worry about it wasn't the best thing to say, but its not like he had a lot of options she had to shift with him there was no way he could blow up the ship without her. She was about to say something else when he spotted a way in and shifted.
"That didn't hurt at all!" She was happy, Rolando was in pain, he could feel the corruption coursing through his vains, his mind was starting to get wracked with murderous thoughts. Therod didn't even extend a hand down to help him, she knew she only had so much time, she didn't know a way through the door, but she didn't doubt the creatures would, and Rolando and her would be dead soon enough anyway. She had started to cut the power to one of the failsafes when the screen in the room lit up.
"Rolando Lorentino, I suspect that is you, this is Administrator Wix." Rolando stirred from his misery to look at the screen, the man in the suit with the bad hair cut looking back at him smiled.
"Wix, I hate to tell you but by the Imperial authority we're going to have to blow your ship up." Rolando's voice was ragged, Therod could see his vains through his light dark skin, they were all strained like he was flexing really hard.
"Well isn't that a coincidence, that's exactly what we were here to do as well."
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