Rendered into Hell

[Geoffacake]

"Hey, if i was causing problems for one side, its bound to happen, its fine. As long as there isn't another hole in my chest i'm cool with it." He raises his glass of orange juice and taking a few gulps. "But thanks for this, exactly what i needed, its also my regular drink." "Right, pack me up." 'Zeal' quickly returns to the compact card form and having Enfield pick it up and place it back in his cybernetic limb. "Right we better move." Geoff quickly drinks the rest of the Juice in quick succession. "Ahh~ better..." Giving jack a handshake. "We should move" He places two fingers onto the side of his head "Alert Tristar that we're coming aboard, we're moving out."

Walking towards the hanger, he notices its empty with the acceptation of a few automated service robots. Taking a quick look at the entrance to the mooring point, his attention is quickly taken by the Heavily armed Roc, recognizing it from a past encounter. "Better now then never." He runs up to the airlock of the Roc, having his hand contact the airlocks access terminal, its screen quickly glitches and the door suddenly unlocks. running to the cockpit area of the ship he takes out a chip from his pocket. "Deaddrop." Waving his hand cybernetic over it, the light suddenly glows on the chip before slowly fading away. "Come on, come on." Unscrewing a service panel of the cockpit he jams the chip between some pipes and cables, hoping for the best. He re-screws the panel back over the service compartment and rushes out of the ship, closing the airlock and re-locking the access terminal. Luckily no-one was still a round, he then quickly jogged off to mooring point where two guards were now standing and waving to him. "Lets move, back to HQ." Geoff tells them as he passes them. Both guards rush in behind him and close the airlock.