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Finn looked across to answer the question with a warm smile when the sudden crashing sound echoed from the lobby - his eyes narrowed as one final pcb was slid into place and the weapon's maintenance panel was closed once more, finally saying "About two seconds ago, miss." He was already rising...

Main Hall To say Finnegan had been quiet since they entered the place was an understatement, the armoured man had been silent - dead silent, but sitting down by a campfire sounded like a good plan to him. The faceless, armoured merc trudged toward the group with that starship cannon of his...

Xorn had no idea why the young lad would be denying the existence of his companion, was it not best to count heads before they got into even more dire circumstances? The celestial's gaseous form continued to glow through the holes in his helmet as he stared at the boy inquisitively with eyes...

The commotion had started as quickly as it ended yet Xorn had stood stoic through it all, he considered pulling the rifle from his shoulder before the familiar sensation of a nearby singularity coursed through his "body" - the weaponized ball of energy had done its job and no further action was...

Main Room Finn's armour had been resting against a wall in the main for quite some time, his... "rifle" if you could call it that had been resting barrel-up by his side and it would have been a safe assumption for people to assume he had keeping watch or somehow contributing - and that was the...

"That whole place was FUBAR to begin with, so let us hope we won't be going back before we know how to combat its... ill effects" Wyatt spoke before nodding to the man as he went off to find clothes, never did the marksman expect to come across such things as a hell-beast or a vampire let alone...

The suit hissed open and out spilled the horrific, acrid stench that Wyatt could only describe as a mixture of brimstone, rotten flesh and tar - Certainly not a healthy combination, not on any day and definitely not with that arm, horribly twisted and mutilated, resembling a gnarled tree that...

Xorn had been absentmindedly checking his assault rifle over when he suddenly lifted his head as the word 'gaseous' but his own gaseous form dulled a little underneath the metal shell when he realized it wasn't one of his own people, it had been... too long since he had come across another Ab...

Wyatt had just finished pulling an old pair of sneakers onto his tracksuit-clad legs before he pulled his exercise hoody up to cover the minor wounds he had sustained, wincing a tiny bit as fabric came into contact with raw flesh. Then the screams of something unholy graced his pointed ears and...

Wyatt stood up from the station and gave the Chusa another salute. "Unless there are any objections, I'm going to go find myself a pair of clothes to wear and then see who requires assistance" he spoke, his voice was unwavering and as cold as ice, and as nobody argued with him, he walked out of...

"Its ready when you are, Chusa." the orange haired, olive skinned minkan informed Hoshi. The marksman thought for a second about how bizarre the whole situation was. Half the crew was probably butt naked right now as they prepared to fly away from a ball of death and destruction that resembled a...

"Engineering, this is Alder-hei, the Chusa requires the TTD to be up and operational" he spoke into an intercom that fed to the ship's engineering deck. Shortly after, a bar on his display began to steadily fill "It's charging ma'am, give it a second" he informed hoshi his eyes not leaving the...

"We're still on the clock, I'll let her know, over and out" Wyatt replied before spinning his chair around slightly so that he was facing the pink-skinned Neko at the helm of this organism of a team. "Hoshi-chusa, Emiko-hei informed me that herself and Eden-shosa are planning on re-suiting to...

"Affirmative ma'am, sorry for the lack of uniform, ma'am" Wyatt said before finishing his salute and moving over to the seat with a surprising level of calmness being displayed as he strapped his butt in, the memories of what exactly he was suppose to be doing began to flood back as he studied...

Slap, slap, slap Those were the noises that came from Wyatt as he ran, his bare feet slapping against the cold, industrial flooring that made up the halls of the Kaiyo-ii. The Minkan Marksman burst into the bridge of the ship and brought his right hand up to his forehead to salute, choosing to...