"Oui, understood," Gerard said as he began to make for the hangars, only to have Maki and the Hellcat burst through moments later. "Ahh, bonjour madamoiselle, a pleasure for you to join us," he subvocalised into the comms as he stowed his ravager and racked the scattergun, "but where is Alice? And Trapp?" Without waiting for a reply, he pumped a spray through the  hangar doors, leaving a gaping slag hole as the superheated iridium slugs chewed through it and a significant portion of the ground. Shoulder barging the door down, he stepped in and pumped another shot through a stunned Ferir, completely vapourising its left half and letting it stumble back before discharging another round into its cockpit. The Frenchman grimaced. That was one thing he hated about this armament. There was really very little chance of pilots surviving this gun, but he shrugged. He had to do what must be done, and he'll drink to their memory later in the dorm.

"Gallant, entering facilities to search for Odin," Gerard said into the comms as he slagged a wall with another steaming hot dump of...shot, "it sounded like he could use the help." Stepping into a corridor barely wide enough for him to fit, the Marauder was instantly assaulted with the sound of alarms blaring and panicked people. "Be advised, civilians are within the premises," he said as he watched a few white labcoats clear away from his breach. He didn't have to say more. The others knew about his views. Apart form that, he stopped for a second to wonder. How the hell was he going to find Trapp anyway. "Maki, Alice, any idea of direction?" he asked as he started towards the inner compound.