OOC: Dm, dont go randomly killing Mercs now, they are alot tougher than you think
and like alien? Well... a bit different if you ask me. For one a giant arachnid is going to have a tough time hideing in the ship and in alien they werent armed with guns and armour
The Arrow continued on towards an earth like planet some distance away. It looked like a good place to set down and trade. The hull breech alarm sounded over the P.A. Each of the mercs all looked up and then put on their helmets, still suited up from the mission. One of them cocked his shotgun and said "
Damned monks..." From the bridge, another merc responded "
Breech is over by the laundary area... Cabin pressure is mantained, they're trying to board us!" The mercs all stood up, dropping what ever they had and unslung their weapons. The sounds of shotguns being cocked and rifles being reloaded filled the room for a moment. Alex looked up, his green visor line pulseing. He said "
Beams on and get the hell out there you *** panseys!" 8 thin red beams cut through the air from the tips their weapons. One man in dark orange armour chuckled deeply while holding up his rifle, slotting a grenade into the underslug launcher and saying "
Dibs on blowing them to peices" Alex started walking towards the door saying roughly "
Shut up Blake" A woman from a brown suit said "
Whoa, my room is down near the laundary section. Im serious Blake if that grenade even SCARS my room i'm gona ram that rifle up your as*" The man chuckled and said again "
That sounds exciteing...." Laughter rumbled over the mercs comms and Alex grunted "
Shut it! Comon..." The door slid away and they began to walk through the cramped corridor. The laser rays continued to float around, searching for targets.