Bianca was thrown into one of the vent walls with a loud clang as the ship suddenly jostled. Loud, high-pitched alarms began shrieking as her shoulder connected with metal, muffling the sound of her body making contact with the vent paneling. The light filtering through the grates turned from soft purple glow to an angry red.
The alarms only go off if enemy combatants have broken into the ship, Bianca thought to herself, a frown forming on her face. Either they've somehow found out I'm here, or someone else has made it onboard. She stopped by a grate, cautiously peeking out to watch as groups of armed soldiers quickly marched past, heading towards the tail end of the ship. It gave her some confidence that they hadn't found her yet, but what were they headed towards?
Shaking her head, Bianca reminded herself of her mission. She was here to collect information and get out. Now was the perfect opportunity to do so; focus would be on whoever had boarded the ship and it was likely that no one would be patrolling.
She quickly made her way to the information storage, no longer having to worry about being slow and quiet now that the alarms masked her every footstep. She peeked into the room to see two guards stationed inside to watch over the information. There were usually at least six, but it was likely the rest had been pulled to combat the new threat.
She quietly removed the vent cover before throwing it to the other side of the room, knocking out the security camera and distracting the soldiers. Once their heads were turned, she jumped the first one, quickly taking him out. The second one swerved back around only to have his gun knocked out of his hands by a swift kick, and was soon knocked out and tied up with his companion.
She only had about ten doboshes if patrols were still up, but with only two guards at the information storage it was likely that patrols had been pulled too, meaning she had about half a varga before anyone would notice the security cameras had been disabled.
Bianca quickly set to work, plugging in the small device that was hidden in her pocket and hacking into the system. A couple quick searches later and she had any information regarding Haggar's possible alliance plans downloading to her device.
While she waited for it to fully download, her eyes wandered over to the tied up soldiers. She couldn't stop herself from questioning what would cause such a commotion, but there was no way to get close enough without getting caught. Even sneaking through the vents would be dangerous since the area would undoubtedly be on high alert. Unless… It was a stupid idea, but she couldn't shake it.
She dragged one of the soldiers over before removing his armor and shoving him into a mostly empty storage closet. Allura did it before and it worked pretty well, aside from the part when she got captured…
Soon Bianca was strolling down the dark hallways, heading straight towards the danger. She had shape-shifted to look Galra; purple, fluffy, and tall was definitely an intense look to pull off. She wasn't sure if she should thank her Altean genetics for making it possible to sneak closer to the commotion or if she should curse them for enabling her to do this. What could cause such a big panic amongst one of the universes fiercest fighting forces?
She re-adjusted her grip on the weapon she had snatched from one of the unconscious soldiers, feeling more and more nervous the closer she got. All she had was this questionably reliable gun to count on if things took a turn for the worse. A few Galra soldiers joined her in the hall, heading in the same direction she was. Well, you know what the paladins love to say, 'go big or go home', right? It was too late to turn back now. She forged ahead, hoping she wouldn't get caught.
