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*takes a step back from Queen and starts making way back to the room*

"Oh well one does what one can, can't say I didn't try" Inhales, then blows a blast into the vents, the caustic flames reaching the entire network of vent work and ducts.

*jumps through window to avoid flaming vents*

[Emerges from tank with uniform fairly dishevelled] Heh. Buh... [Grins] [Attempts to stagger over to armchair and trips over a coffee table]

[Lies on floor, giggling] ...I should definitely get kidnapped more often. Being kidnapped is awesome.

*Picks BC up and drags him over to a chair*

What happened?

No, you!

*grabs Unica 6*

... Awesome. [Raises hands and makes circular explosion motion] [Slowly slides sideways, laughing]

I mean, I've had political d-duties before, but I've never had fun.

[Composes self slightly] Heh. Why is there f-fire coming out of the ventilation system?

*tries walking past kroot body but hand grabs leg*

*is pulled to the ground and an axe is embedded in chest*

*fight between seemingly dead kroot and xenomorph ensues*

Wait. You've never had fun in your life before today?!

How is that even possible?!

*stabs tail into Kroot's stomach, and Kroot fires plasma round into chest*

 Verviedi wrote:
Wait. You've never had fun in your life before today?!

How is that even possible?!

[Coughs] Well, I've slept with nobility for political reasons, I've just never, you know, had fun myself...[Makes vague hand motion] It's not considered necessary.
[Stares at wall] Ch-chem gelding is one hell of a inhibitor, okay? They could market it instead of those little blue tablets. Except for, you know, the crippling repression.
[Regains senses] That really is enough d-detail about my internal affairs.

[Starts a betting pool on Blackjack's fight]

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*Looks at BC*

I bet a metric ton of carbon-14 on the Kroot.

*Sigh*

The epitome of my personal life was the time I was carrying a flower down a hallway for a senior Magos Biologis, and some random robot told me she wasn't interested.

OOC: Personal gak is personal, Badrukk.

*tries to head bite Kroot but inner mouth is bitten off in return*

*spits acid blood onto Kroot*

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*jumps out of the way of acid blood.*

*slashes at Kroot's throat*

*plasma round bursts through head*

*topples over, acid blood spewing out*

*crawls out from underneath acid soaked xenomorph corpse*

*brushes self off and fires another round into the body*

*sigh* Always make sure your kill is dead. I was starting to worry the plot armor I bought wasn't working.

*activates personal force field generator and phasers 2BJ1*

Hey! I just come back from practically death and I get shot at? No wonder why that xenomorph was going on a mass murdering spree.

Also, congrats on the winnings from that bet Verviedi.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*takes a step back from Queen and starts making way back to the room*

OOC: The Borg Queen, right?

 Verviedi wrote:
*Looks at BC*

I bet a metric ton of carbon-14 on the Kroot.

*Sigh*

The epitome of my personal life was the time I was carrying a flower down a hallway for a senior Magos Biologis, and some random robot told me she wasn't interested.

[Takes bet down] [Keeps tally]

There's a large d-difference between what I've had to do as a political officer, and romance... Commissar lifestyle is really... N-not something to aspire to.
Plus, you know, several decades of not being allowed to [scratches head] [Makes explosive arm gesture again] fire my artillery pieces?

...Can anyone else h-hear that whistling noise?

 KaptinBadrukk wrote:

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*takes a step back from Queen and starts making way back to the room*

OOC: The Borg Queen, right?

Spoiler:

OOC: No, xenomorph queen. Responsible for laying eggs for new face huggers to make more xenomorphs. Sorry, I'm not too familiar with Star Trek.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:

 KaptinBadrukk wrote:

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*takes a step back from Queen and starts making way back to the room*

OOC: The Borg Queen, right?

Spoiler:

OOC: No, xenomorph queen. Responsible for laying eggs for new face huggers to make more xenomorphs. Sorry, I'm not too familiar with Star Trek.

OOC: I see now.

BIC: you want some Coffee?

C-coffee would be fantastic.

That doesn't change the fact that I was rejected by a robot.

*Shivers slightly*

I guess I'm still traumatized by the event that caused me to disable that part of my personality entirely.

P-perhaps I should grow a spine and un-feth my emotional spectrum...

I might have a transplant-able human spine stored away somewhere in my workshop. Or was is eldar...? Either way, it's your's if you can find it.

I'd love some coffee. Thank you. Hey Verviedi, I used to be sweet on a pretty Kroot back on Pech. After a nasty krootox accident in the mountains I never saw her again. Not sure if it'll help at all, but I figured I should mention it.

[Looks over] Got any t-teeth? I'm starting to look like a p-pirate at this point, and it whistles when I pronounce certain things.

Speaking of which, you guys really c-can't hear that high pitched whistling sound?

OOC:


That... Sounds delightful.

*Shaking*

*Looks through Co'tor's workshop for a spine*

I...

*Dispatches dental servo-skull to take a look at BC*