Attempt breaching and entering, with a position ready for incoming traps. If not attacked back, examine room from my position.
Feyri watched behind her as the others came, except for Jim. She nodded and radio'd the rest.
"Alright, the Military Observer's Quarters. This place may have inherent defenses set up, judging by the name. Everyone on my mark? Ready?"
((Come to think of it, how do we transmit to Steve? Radio waves?))
(Well, your radios transmit to the transmitter you activated which then transmits to steve)
You attempt to breech the room by slamming your shoulder into the door. [strength:5] [end:5] The door holds tough despite a nice new dent in the metal. You guess that it must be locked.
(Yep, following Jim. The bit about watching the rest of the team applies when we're in the same room as them, but following Jim is my priority. For now.)
"Hey Feyri, shouldn't you be buddying up with Jim? I'm not going to be much use in a fight, and if Jim gets injured, it's not like I can apply my medical expertise to his robot body. I'll be more use if we switch places and I go with Bishop and Charro, I think."
You follow Feyri down the hall and are about to continue deeper when Jim rounds the corner, coming back from wherever he was. You wave to him. He seems a bit...off.
>Follow Feyri, shuffle my feet in a clumsy little jig when Jim is near, just to show I'm alive and not a zombie.
Charro frowns a bit in his helmet, peering uncertainly at the door. "Defences? They had an open button for the big, armoured door out front, I wouldn't be so sure. Best to be careful, though, I guess. Let's all take a look before anyone touches it."
>CHECK THE DOOR FOR TRAPS. Then stand back whilst Feyri opens it.
You follow after Feyri and take a moment to check that the door isn't trapped. Your years of intense D&D training have served you well, but you find no traps and let Feyri have at it whilst leaning against a wall.
Jim left the room and passed the group. "Files on the computer in there. Watch out for a corpse, fucking thing disappeared the second I took my eyes off of it, it may still be hanging around." Warning delivered, he went to the scientist's barracks to take a look around.
You leave the room and head back down the hall, cleaver at the ready, and spot Feyri trying to force open a door.
"Files on the computer in there. Watch out for a corpse, fucking thing disappeared the second I took my eyes..."
Oh, there it is, mouth agape, standing behind Feyri, dried hands reaching for her helmet. It turns to look at you and then begins to advance, hollow eyes and mouth hissing with white noise.