"Sure!" In the midst of Griffin firing, he searches for distraction-causing things, finding two firecrackers, a noise-maker, and a flare in an emergency kit. He sets both firecrackers off and flings them to either side of the room. then ends up chucking the noisemaker in an empty cell. He waves the lit flare in the air.
"HEY! Listen up assholes! To those of you who aren't dead, congrats! I give you my sincerest of applause! Now, if you'll excuse us, it seems we've caused quite the distraction! Have fun!" Griffin walks through the exit, shooting guards as they came. "They were late to the party, sucks for them," He noted going up the way they came.
Kepler knocked a guard out that was nearby before rushing to the exit. "What do we do now?"
"We get the hell outta here and wait for them! I mean, unless you want to make more of a distraction risking yourself getting caught, which, in that case, be my guest, but I'm not following you." Griffin had a smirk still on his face as he dashed up the stairs, a gun in his right hand.
Kepler followed griffin up the stairs and took her second gun out of the holster aiming to get ready for whatever guard was around the corner.
Brella, now relaxed, got to her feet and strode up to the command console. Slipping a data chip from her jacket into the console, she started a broad-frequency transmission, playing the data and footage over and over. She made sure the name and location of the planet were clear in the message, along with a little something something she added in for Kepler's sake (you can decide what the war rally is).
(About fighting against the Dominants and justice for the lost planets????? Just throwing out ideas)
(Yeah, but specific wording.)
