Alright.
Activate riot-control-mode.
Specifically, hit Kate with a crowbar until she stops teamkilling, one way or another.
Spin the electro stick like this while screaming "TRAITOR!" then stab Kate with elctro stick, if she reacts violently then stab her with the crystal bayonet. Then snatch up the goop grenade she dropped and throw it into the crowd.
Kate jumps out of the gunship to make her acquaintance with the crowd. She also drops a goop grenade in the ship for her 'comrades'.
Do a barrel roll to mess up any attempts to leave the ship. Let gravity sort everything out.
Shut the shuttle doors using any controls in the cockpit.
Start muttering into the intercoms, conveniently left broadcasting to all bands:
"diebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitchdiebitch"
Throw that goop grenade out of the ship as quickly as possible, while screaming frantic obscenities.
Lets just fucking roll dex for the entire ship.
1, 1, 3, 6, 5
0, 0,+1,+1,-1
5+1
Rames yells something about "Press Z or R twice!" and then does an
Aileron roll with the shuttle. However, I'll point out that the action to do this came BEFORE shutting the outer doors so...HOWS ABOUT ANOTHER FUCKING DEX ROLL!
3,2,1,2
0,0,+1,-1
Congrats, everyone except Mr. Freeman is hurled straight out of the fucking shuttle without any chance to get hold of anything. Gordon at least gets a chance.
[5]
And catches hold of one of an unused cargo strap in the passenger section, clinging onto it as the shuttle corkscrews.
The rest of you...well now I get to look at your inventory and see if you have things that prevent death by falling.
Lysander: Nope. Have an End roll: 5 (-1) Oh you lucky duck. You fall several hundred feet but manage to somehow hit a tiny open square of water in an otherwise inhospitable sea of floating tin and wood. Also, you don't get horribly maimed by water pressure somehow. Good for you.
Kate: Nope! Have an End Roll: 2 (-1). You land flat on your big stupid team killing head and your helmet crushes in like a fucking tin can. Several hours from now a few filthy urchin children will find your body where gravity pile drived it straight into a heavy section of floating shanty town. And your twisted limbs and crushed head, all splayed in a horrible cartoonish mockery of normal anatomy, sil scar them for life!
Trier: NOPE! Have an end Roll: 6 (+1) You do a kickass superhero landing on Kate's body, turning it from a smashed head and undamaged body into previously mentioned mutilated mess! You then jump up and do a backflip, just because you can.
ARTY AND EMILO GAIN A DOOM COUNTER. OH NO THE QUANTUM VOID HAS BECOME MALEVOLENT!