[Bakan]

*Hearing the scream, Incom's thoughts flashed back to that horrific day onboard the cruiser Freestrike. Being only a drafted grunt for some war, he had not been the ideal soldier, however he did serve with only a moderate amount of doing that crazy thinking thing and talking-back to. Several higher-ups had commented that he had potential to be great soldier if only he would straighten up. But on that day on the cruiser, they had run afoul of pirates. The pirates, commanding smaller, older corvettes were desperate to escape, so desperate that one of their ships, critically damaged, attempted to ram into the Freestrike The Freestrike managed to destroy the corvette, as Incom saw as he assisted a damage control team near a outer-viewport, but due to the close range, debris was sent flying into the Freestrike. Incom only remember flashes afterwards, the screaming, the pain, the warm sticky feel of torn flesh as he clutched the stump of his arm. But hearing that scream from down below made Incom remember those minutes clearly. Looking over at the secretary, Incom nodded to her.*

"Stay here Miss, once I leave, secure the doors and wait for security personal."

*Leaving the small office, Incom sprinted towards the armory.*

[ooc] Horray for VERY slow days at work!! [/ooc]