She had continued to push until she was coming out of the window within the newscasting station. The pale woman looked around, sighted the mothership through the glass, and pulled her head back through to disappear from the scene.

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Marilyn pulled herself up from the otherwise flat glass in the Drop Ship making way to the Mother Ship, finding herself stepping up in front of a woman that was not so different in appearance from herself. She stared at the white haired girl, unblinking, the erratic winds blustering her leather slave skirt through her legs and causing her own pale hair to be tangled behind her. Strange, she thought, she looks like a human. Almost like a Taalunian. However, since she was preparing to board the mother ship, surely this had to be among the enemy. Marilyns brows furrowed ever so slightly as she took a defensive stance, silent this whole time. 

Without removing her black and grey gaze, she lifted her left index finger to her mouth and bit down on it gently. When she pulled it back, the other woman would be able to see that the blood flowing was the same color as the chemical mercury. Then the blood hardened... shaping into a tiny blade. When it had formed, the pale alien pressed the small blade to the top of the inside of her own forearm, slashing it down harshly until it reached her wrist. Instantly the mercury-esque substance began flowing out in full. It would almost be grounds to worry about blood loss until Marilyn whipped the bleeding arm downward. From the palm of her hand, a sword had formed. Long enough to brush the ground of the drop ships floor. Solidified, the blood no longer trickled but remained sealed against her arm in a state of limbo. Finally, the colorless woman spoke. 

[i][b]"Threat."[/b][/i] 

She began running at the white haired woman.