[@SilverDawn]

She was so tired... but she had to get out of here before the ship crash landed. So, with much effort, she pulls herself up and leans against a wall for support. There... a section of glass protecting a wall of buttons. She leaned over it, panting, her hands still blackened from the intense electrical burns she had just received. With a small whimper, she dove headfirst into the glass, lacking her usual amount of grace.

She fell without any sort of bravado into a different, random part of the ship. Marilyn lay there, panting and squinting, feeling weaker than ever. As she managed to take in her surroundings, she groaned and held herself up on her hands. Yelling was everywhere. It looked like there had been a fight. Just to the side of her, a great robotic form lay but it was clear that some part of him was human. Groggily, she crawled over to him, her slave skirts singed. 

"H-Hey..." Her voice was weaker than normal. She attempted to shake the sleeping giant awake, but to no avail. Time was running out. Who knows how long the ship would last in the air. She couldn't just... leave him behind though, could she? She stood, after much effort and attempted to lift him. No good. No matter how many grunts and power she exerted, he wouldn't budge. She knelt down to him once more and tried to wake him again. 

"Come on! We have to get out of here!!" She shook him a little harder, but still nothing. She pressed her cheek to his chest.

Heartbeat.

He would be okay, but not if he stayed here. She sat back on her legs, looked at him, and knew what she had to do. With a determined scowl, she began stripping the man of all of his robotic parts and clothing, aside from his underwear. It was a tedious task, but once all was said and done, she was able to prop him against her, using her own body weight to counter act his. Only problem was she was slower than ever now.

"Come on," She panted, holding him against her body. "We're gonna make it..."


[i]"We're gonna make it....!"

Her family ran for the shelter, her father holding her hand and taxi'ing her behind him as quickly as their slow bodies could manage. Her innocent grey gaze looked around, confused. Metallic blood was all around them. Some covered her face. She had never been so shocked. So confused. So scared. Her head turned as something caught the corner of her eye. A blaster gun, held by a stranger in a slick suit covering their face and bearing the mark of a caged rose on his torso, pointed right at her parents. The gun went off.[/i]

Her lip trembled. Then she gritted her teeth. With the small amount of strength left in her body, she hoisted the larger man over her petite shoulder, nearly stumbling under the weight. 

[b]"We WILL make it!"[/b]

She began to run as fast as her body could carry her down the halls of the alien space craft.