06-10-2010, 04:46 AM
OOC: It's Michael o: Not Micheal.
IC:
Michael jumped back to his feet, "I'm... sorry for that, it won't happen again!" he nodded, understanding that they needed to make sure they could fend for themselves first if they even wanted to rescue any possible survivor.
The young man looked at the dismembered creatures, agreeing with Drake about how these mindless killers had to be taken care of, "This is gross. But it looks like strategic dismembering is our only choice to fend these things off..." he then set off running with Drake, their tracks suggested they were going back to the cargo bay.
"Wait, where are we going, Drake? The Cargo Bay..." Michael softly spoke, starting to do the logic, "That's right! Our Cargo! There's Plasma Cutters there!" he smiled.
IC:
Michael jumped back to his feet, "I'm... sorry for that, it won't happen again!" he nodded, understanding that they needed to make sure they could fend for themselves first if they even wanted to rescue any possible survivor.
The young man looked at the dismembered creatures, agreeing with Drake about how these mindless killers had to be taken care of, "This is gross. But it looks like strategic dismembering is our only choice to fend these things off..." he then set off running with Drake, their tracks suggested they were going back to the cargo bay.
"Wait, where are we going, Drake? The Cargo Bay..." Michael softly spoke, starting to do the logic, "That's right! Our Cargo! There's Plasma Cutters there!" he smiled.
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