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[center][quote]"𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑. 𝚄𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑." -𝙳𝚛. 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙿𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝.[/quote]

[color=92278f]♫~𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐞, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭
𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭?"
𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧' 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞, 𝐑-𝐀-𝐓, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐲, 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤~♪[/color]

Kleo sat down like the benevolent jackass she was, flying in space was totally fucked and the book was right you don't ever enter through the obvious hole - you make your fucking own. Though the team of alien jackasses would not accept the fact Kleo wanted to dive through the station like she was on a search and destroy mission she kept her yapper shut. She thumbed through the pages of her favorite survival book, never trust an alien, shoot occultic shit dead and live for liberty, freedom, and love. Kleo jammed through her reading sesh listening to some space garble slop as she mentally prepared to kick alien ass and more, maybe even the asshole worm squid dude who tried to kill her too.

When they reached the space station in question she was geared up, tekked out in the latest chique that money could buy. She had an SMG that could shred mother truckers into space heaven but she was meaning to send these dewds to space hell. "Aight.. I'm ready." Kleo said reporting that maybe they all muted her, the aliens around here carried around a veil of low-key hate to the young enslaved mercenary. She entered close to her squid-hugging pal not Kleo (Alice) as they moved like a team and were ready to die like one.

Well, Kleo didn't want to die but death comes quick in this hello space station.


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