[color=01A9DB]"Samus was hit."[/color] Roland said as he pushed the scrap of the gekko off of himself and tried to get to his feet.
We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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Samus stood, chest piece of her armour blackened and crumbling and a long crack in her visor.
Seras finally took the towel away from her face, but looked away from Sophia still. "Sophia...do you know what a...vampire is?" she asked, hoping she wouldn't have to explain it.
Sophia had to think for a moment as to what vampire meant before eventually coming up with an answer. "Oh ya, well... [small]Dace[/small] did try to make that stew one time out of a vampire thing, you want me to make you some of that?" Sophia stood up and scratched her ear. "[small]I wouldn't have thought someone would wanna eat that myself, but different tastes I suppose.[/small] So then what should I do with it? Slice it, boil it, blanch it, salt it..?" She listed off some of the things that came to mind that she could do to the strange vegetable.
"I'm fine." Samus said, standing tall. "I can still fight. I might need some time to make repairs however."
"...What!? You...you can't be serious." Seras said, very surprised and unnerved that someone might actually eat vampires.
"Well ya? It was one of the weirdest looking things I've ever seen before!" Sophia continued, just thinking Seras was surprised people would eat that stuff. "EMily was chopping up all these veggies for the stew, and then we got to this gross looking, the vampire what's it?" Sophia said as she waved her hand like she was trying to remember something. "There was more to its name, but can't quite think of it now. Anyways, so EMily cuts into it and can you believe it?! The thing actually screamed!" Sophia gasped. "Never seen anything from the ground like that make more than a peep, needless to say we didn't end up eating it."
Seras was too confused and horrified for words. She knew that this was probably some sort of missunderstanding, but the implicaions were still terrible to think of.
"That sounds best." Samus agreed.
Therewas a corner at the end of the corridor, which if followed would lead to a more normal, 9-to-5-officespace-esque lobby. The walls were lined with large glass windows, allowing the group to see testing rooms strewn with weapons, robots, cyborg parts and targets. There was a heavy metal security door at he end of the lobby.
Therewas a corner at the end of the corridor, which if followed would lead to a more normal, 9-to-5-officespace-esque lobby. The walls were lined with large glass windows, allowing the group to see testing rooms strewn with weapons, robots, cyborg parts and targets. There was a heavy metal security door at he end of the lobby.
Hans' eyes stared in a daze, finding the ceiling a comfortable sight. blood dripped from him, crawling down his pale body to the floor, leaving crimson streaks on his skin. His mind was in a daze from the punches, stabs and shocks. the questions that had followed the hits were barely recalled.
he couldn't even begin to remember how long he had been there. days... weeks... had it been months? All Hans knew were beatings and forced feedings, one after the other. it had been so long he couldn't guess at the time that had passed. his hands ached from the tight manacles, and all hans could really hope for was release.
The door to his chamber opened, and the same man that had been his only source of interaction for so long entered again. "Come on Hans, time to start the questions again." he said in a calm, almost caring voice. his lack of emotions were well hidden. after so long, Hans almost wished he could answer the questions. Only his training, cruel as it had been, kept him silent.
The man looked down at Hans. "who do you work for?" he asked, letting the question be asked. he watched Hans expectantly, as if he actually hoped a different answer would come this time. Hans looked up at him, his eyes red and bloodshot, and whispered "Sergeant Victoria is my direct commanding officer. I am not allowed to inform you any more. please bring verification that you have her approval for any more questions."
The punch came, as it always did. and it hurt, as it always did. But Hans was Krieg. he would not falter in his actions. He took the pain, as stoically as he could.
he couldn't even begin to remember how long he had been there. days... weeks... had it been months? All Hans knew were beatings and forced feedings, one after the other. it had been so long he couldn't guess at the time that had passed. his hands ached from the tight manacles, and all hans could really hope for was release.
The door to his chamber opened, and the same man that had been his only source of interaction for so long entered again. "Come on Hans, time to start the questions again." he said in a calm, almost caring voice. his lack of emotions were well hidden. after so long, Hans almost wished he could answer the questions. Only his training, cruel as it had been, kept him silent.
The man looked down at Hans. "who do you work for?" he asked, letting the question be asked. he watched Hans expectantly, as if he actually hoped a different answer would come this time. Hans looked up at him, his eyes red and bloodshot, and whispered "Sergeant Victoria is my direct commanding officer. I am not allowed to inform you any more. please bring verification that you have her approval for any more questions."
The punch came, as it always did. and it hurt, as it always did. But Hans was Krieg. he would not falter in his actions. He took the pain, as stoically as he could.
You head down the corridor and when you reach the windows you look through them, making sure that no enemies hide within. You also take the opportunity to look for any gear that might be of use. As your blaster and the RPG on your back cover nearly all of your needs, you look instead for side gear, like helmets, grenades and knives.
Shara would see one room had a rack of heat knives similar to the ones used by Bladewolf, with a robot that looked almost exactly like Bladewolf sitting nearby. Another room had a large amount of grenades and tac vests. However, the doors to all the testing rooms were locked.
Not much could be heard on the ship for a short time, just a long awkward silence. "[small]So I guess that's a no on the vampire stuff...[/small]" Sophia hummed at Seras' silence, then stooped down a little for her. "Ok, look. If you are hungry, you gotta tell me what you're after, or something I can look for, because I'm also looking after Victoria for the moment." She stated, feeling like this was mostly a one sided conversation as she stood up again.
"So... what would you like me to get for you before I see if Victoria is hungry for anything too?"
"So... what would you like me to get for you before I see if Victoria is hungry for anything too?"
Gwen had deactivated Graviton Form, but the both of them held onto the energy they had built up from the previous fights. She closed her eyes again to feel the mass distribution around her. After a few sweeps with her mass sensory, the 3D map data was recorded onto Graviton.
"Wow, there's quite a lot in here."
"Wow, there's quite a lot in here."
It wasn't bad, as beatings go. They've been getting lighter to keep Hans from dying. It winds down, as it always does. It leaves him pained, but alive. His eyes take to looking at the floor, observing the patterns his blood had made.
The man seemed almost sad, if he could have had the emotion. "Remember Hans, you choose if the pain stops. Not us." he moved to the only exit, and opened the door.
Whether he was surprised by the 8 foot tall armor clad giant standing in the doorway would have been difficult to tell, from Hans perspective. The blade that monster shoved into Hans' interrogator suggested it was most definitely unexpected. A strangled gurgle escaped the man, followed by him being tossed back into the room. The wet thump of the interrogator hitting the floor was strangely subdued. It was also a less painful fate for the man then what Hans had wanted.
The armor clad giant approached Hans, and looked him over. "How long you been here?" he asked. The voice was old, but strangely robotic. It was like someones approximation of an old man's voice. Hans shrugged. He wasn't going to tell this new man anything either.
The man seemed almost sad, if he could have had the emotion. "Remember Hans, you choose if the pain stops. Not us." he moved to the only exit, and opened the door.
Whether he was surprised by the 8 foot tall armor clad giant standing in the doorway would have been difficult to tell, from Hans perspective. The blade that monster shoved into Hans' interrogator suggested it was most definitely unexpected. A strangled gurgle escaped the man, followed by him being tossed back into the room. The wet thump of the interrogator hitting the floor was strangely subdued. It was also a less painful fate for the man then what Hans had wanted.
The armor clad giant approached Hans, and looked him over. "How long you been here?" he asked. The voice was old, but strangely robotic. It was like someones approximation of an old man's voice. Hans shrugged. He wasn't going to tell this new man anything either.