[The ever-increasing presence of writhing maggots had, essentially, sent Ripley into a quiet panic as she tried desperately to make her way somewhere without organs strewn about the ground. It seemed as though the monsters would leave wandering humans well enough alone--as long as they kept their distance.
Of course, the sound of screaming causes her to flinch, looking wildly around for the source. She gauges the path before her, then sprints across the pavement, trying to avoid the pools of blood and maggots writhing and snapping at her feet as she passes by. When she skids to a halt at the entrance of the alleyway, she's greeted with three maggots encircling an unfortunate soul with some unfortunate facial hair.
Shit. Weapons. What the hell does she have in terms of weapons?]
Heads up!
[There's a dull thunk as a rusty can smacks against the maggot standing in front of Harry. The can then clatters to the ground and the maggot lets out a horrible spitting noise, reeling back and turning towards the entrance. Ripley stands there for a moment before snapping at the man--]
nor beast nor kin
Of course, the sound of screaming causes her to flinch, looking wildly around for the source. She gauges the path before her, then sprints across the pavement, trying to avoid the pools of blood and maggots writhing and snapping at her feet as she passes by. When she skids to a halt at the entrance of the alleyway, she's greeted with three maggots encircling an unfortunate soul with some unfortunate facial hair.
Shit. Weapons. What the hell does she have in terms of weapons?]
Heads up!
[There's a dull thunk as a rusty can smacks against the maggot standing in front of Harry. The can then clatters to the ground and the maggot lets out a horrible spitting noise, reeling back and turning towards the entrance. Ripley stands there for a moment before snapping at the man--]
Move, dammit!