Baxter dashed behind a small strut which was offering very little cover as it was, wedging himself even further. He thought it best not to come back with some kind of snappy come-back and debated on what he was going to do.

 "Hey do you guys wear all that armour all the time? That must be really bad for your skin." He said as he began to fiddle with a UV grenade in his hand. "I think you need to catch some more rays." Afterwards he threw the grenade out into the open. When it exploded, the light intensity was most like looking directly at the sun if it were only centimetres away. Using this he quickly attached his repelling cable to the stairwell frame and went down all the way to the bottom where he had originally encountered resistance.

As he pushed through the door on his way to the hangar there was one guard about to draw his weapon, but Baxter ran across the wall, pushing off it to the side kick him in the face. He then proceeded towards the hangar whilst getting his operator on the line.

"Start up the hangar elevator and doors." He demeaned.

"Sir, that's going to take some time."

"Just do it!" 

Meanwhile as he was running and attempted to hack into the hostile comms and begin to play: 'Why can't we be friends'