As she backed through the doorway the turrets quickly seemed to lose interest in her, their simple machine logic ordering them to focus fire on the people outside the control room, rather than those already inside.

The control room itself seemed surprisingly well furnished, with several padded and comfortable looking chairs lining the side of the room and looking out through a heavily armoured viewport into the shuttle bay below. The control panel was shot, literally. The casing marred and pitted with multiple blaster holes, almost as if someone had opened fire on it on full-auto, but the display screens were flicking to life in response to Sevyn's entry, their screens smashed and broken but systems obviously still active, even after all this time.