NUCLEAR LAUNCH DETECTED
[1] Nuclear launch detected indeed! After focusing the laser for a few moments, you are quite certain the nuke in en route. As you stop pointing, a blinking red dot disappears from your forehead.
Wait what?
Burn everything
[4] You unleash your flamethrowers, suitably incinerating the interior. The uninhabited, irritatingly complex interior.
Take that, expensive hardware! Now where were those access codes again?
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[5] You burst through the wall of the ship, savaging the screaming crew. Hitting the commlink button, you let your squadmates know their getaway ride is secure.
Recharge energy
[2] You attempt to regain your psychic energies, but the hapless mooks spattering your clothing, possessions, face, and immediate surroundings make that difficult. Who'd have thought tearing their minds apart would burst them like ripe tomatoes?
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[1] You gnash your teeth silently, waiting for a juicy morsel to walk nearby so you can pop up and savage it. Just your luck, an SCV comes near! Closer, closer... wait, why's he laying down metal plates over you? You are now buried under a supply depot.
Get to the rendezvous
[3] You pilot the ship most of the way to the rendezvous point, when you get the ride located message over the comm: three blood-soaked clicks of mandible-teeth. When you find whoever let that goddamned bug drive, you're going to
kick his ass. At least now you don't have to worry about your friends being picked up.