"I'm sorry Ms. Viar we don't have any authorization for you." Tolviar had landed hours ago, but she had been trapped with customs. She knew this was the fragments work, her paperwork was fine, but it knew Hanlon had sent someone, and it was working to stop her.
"Check again." She had said this several times to several different clerks, her patience was running out. She could sense things were about to go wrong, something about the way the man at the desk was sweating didn't seem right.
"I'm sorry I just have no rec..." The door opened behind her and the man at the desk eye's went wide, she rolled right just as the shotgun ripped her chair apart and killed the man in front of her. Tolviar rolled from her position and grabbed the shotgun and flipped it around on its wielder pulling the trigger on him, splattering him on the man behind him. He looked surprised before Tolviar shot him too, she could hear additional boots coming. She quickly swiped some of the dead man's blood and uttered a ritual before throwing it down the hallway. The first man who came across it screamed in agony holding others back. She knew now the planet was against her. The creature had turned them, and there wasn't anything left to do, but what she had been trained to do, she checked the weapons among the two dead men she had and got ready to pick up the trash, it was going to be a long long day.
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