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Either way, she heads out, and down the corridor toward Dera's room. She owed him an apology, as well as his sweatshirt]
[This evening probably could not be going any worse right about now. Whilst the NPC crew members had been dealing with the lifeboats and generally panicking, Tali had been going the opposite direction to the crowds. She had headed down into the ship in an effort to help anyone that needed it, though that was proving difficult, what with the NPC stewards locking all the doors and the gradually rising ice cold water causing the sensors in her suit to go haywire. Already finding it difficult to move through the waters, she had to make do with banging the butt of her shotgun against the wall to make noise as she called down the hallways]
Hello! Is anyone down here?
[When all that followed was a deathly silence and the lights flickering out, she curses under her breath, before heading back up to try again. On another corridor.]