Fulgur perked, hearing the transmission over the radio. He immediate began to think "Por lo tanto, estos Bladewolf y Khamsin son más que distracciones, lo que significa que la refinería que van después debería tener prioridad So, these Bladewolf and Khamsin are nothing but distractions, which...
The rabbit managed to recover his senses, putting the revolver away. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that again...!" He said in a cold, angry tone then picked himself up. He looked to the engineer and the man from before glancing at him. He winked as he dusted himself off. "Come now, haven't...
Fulgur, still clutching his head pointed the revolver at the little... Sectoid as he sat up, unaware of the pistol being trained on him. "What in the fuck did you do to me?!" He demanded. The surges of electricity stopped, but the glow of his tattoo sustained.
Fulgur was about to answer when he felt a strange sensation, as if being grabbed by the jaw. His body began to surge with electrocity, a tattoo on his right hand glowing brightly in response. "?Que?" He looked around, drawing a revolver...
The rabbit sighed, shaking his head. At this point, he could only think that the only thing that could make sense that he wasn't in the same world he called home. He glanced back at Samus, smirking at a little at her. "And can I do for you, Seniorita? He asked with a wink.
Fulgur huffed as he seemed to be ignored again. He stood and walked around for a moment to clear his thoughts, or perhaps someone who would give him the time of day. He eventually encountered the engineer and Samus somewhere on the ship. "So, where's this headed anyway?" He asked.
His eyes nearly popped from his head. "Eso no tiene sentido, ¿cómo puede ser 2014 si esas cosas no están aquí?" He asked himself then looked at the girl again. "Tell me, what happened to that Musashi person and his recolors?"
Fulgur arched his brow at this, but quickly severed the thought, not wanting to forget his manners a second time. "The pleasure's mine. I am Gladius Fulgur-Sword of Lightning, of Honesty, Of Speed." He went back to his thoughts. From what he understood, this 'Chaos Control' (if that was what...
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