The woman behind the Unique faceplate with the more mature voice motioned towards her group of Uniques with her hand. "Davis, you and I will stay at the door and suppress them. Nell, Lesley, Huxley, help that ID-SOL get those panels off the wall," the Unique gave her orders. Nell and the other two Uniques hurried over to where Stovaa was standing, but the one they all called Davis was still not in a very good mood. "You're not my captain, Swann," Davis spat back through her speaker system. In response, the older Unique rose up and stood her ground against Davis' remarks. "I may not be Gold Captain Bell, Private Davis, but I am still a Captain of the Vinross Yu-Cranker Uniques. You will do as I say until you reunite with your unit. Understood?" This Unique captain's tone was soft, yet commanded respect. Davis didn't have much to say to that; after her shoulders rose and fell along with her silent sigh, Davis took the other side of the door and fired a few random shots into the room, hot streaks of blue plasma lighting up the doorway in blinks of the eye. There was a burst of return fire in response, as well as another short scream from Administrator Popjoy.
The Unique Captain faced her emotionless visor over in Stovaa and Kokuten's direction. "Sergeant Badass, I do not know how your plan will turn out, but if you intend to save your VIP, you must hurry. My Uniques will help you as best as we can."
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Luckily for Claire and Tweak, the hallway continued to curve off slightly, the geometry of the facility following around the edges of the natural sinkhole itself giving them a small sliver of obscuring wall, which grew larger and larger as they progressed. "Good, you made it through," Kess replied to Tweak and Claire. "The server room for this accounting area is just ahead at the end of this hall." Sure enough, the end of the hallway was in sight, the duo no longer able to see the remnants of their squad or Nell and the Uniques. The hall ended in a single bulkhead door, which had apparently remained open during the shutdown.
The server room itself was large and circular, and most definitely still under construction. Nearly half of the room was nothing but open air, a thin skeleton framework of random girders sticking out from the unfinished edges of the area. A quick glance out of the unfinished construction zone revealed that the open side lead out into a fantastic view of the sink hole... which fell for a very long distance, a sheer rock cliff and vaguely distant bottom visible. The other side of the sinkhole's enormous side walls was visible across the great chasm the hole had created, and distant sounds of starship engines hummed in from the opening. The room itself was lit quite well, the natural evening light from the quickly-setting star above Fortuna casting a orange-red haze over the entire room.
Large metal crates occupied most of the room, most likely filled with construction materials. Tweak's natural sensing abilities couldn't perceive just what was in the crates, however... it would appear that Vinross Yu-Cranker storage crates were made with privacy in mind, which was not all that surprising, given that it was possible that there were delicate computer and server parts in these crates. The unidentified metal used to construct the crates barred Tweak's view, but both Tweak and Claire would notice more blatant, disturbing signs.
It would appear that this area had been a battleground earlier; there were shell casings from several different calibers of bullet rounds spread across the floor, mostly around the area where the hallway opened up into the server room. There were bloodstains as well, but no bodies could be seen. Most of the blood was in pools randomly spread along the ground, suggesting fallen foes given laying long enough to create them. There were other spatters as well, sweeping patterns of red fluid; it would be difficult to tell what made those. The incomplete area wasn't made so due to damage, and no signs of a vessel could be seen outside of the room into the chasm, so it was unclear as to what had occurred.
In the center of the room, slightly obscured by one of the large metal storage crates, stood a large cylindrical computer server, which also appeared to still be under construction. There was a soft hum emitting from the machine, however, and several lights blinking visibly, signifying that although apparently incomplete, the server itself was online, or at the very least functional.
