DrakeZero/DMX RP (Dead Space)

[DragonMasterX]

"That's a good plan. We don't have a lot of plasma energy clips to start with..." Michael agreed, following Drake in his tracks towards the security office, "Do you think there's anybody left alive in this section?" he asked, aiming to keep them talking. Michael wasn't able to imagine having to do this all by himself, alone, unable to talk to someone. He was glad Drake was around.