Fantasy Red sun brigade, Starlight Hunters [RP]

[NeonFlow]

A hologram of Captain Hurt Faser appeared on whatever device notable crew members of the S.S used. "Oi you flaming badasses, shits hit the air filter and someone turned up the heat! Get back to the ship so we can leave pronto!!"

"seriously I'm taking off real quick, the S.S isn't waiting for survival riots! Wear a mask or filter cause something's in the air! I don't care if you steal along the way but you only got forty minutes you hear me!"
Captain Hurt wore a helmet similar to Six's as he waited on the docking bay of humanity 2 shooting any who dare approach his ship.

Six was halfway through buying some essentials he needed when the shit happened. A explosion, some noise, another explosion... warning alerts started and fights broke out. Six having his combat gear on for the deal had no drama for the start, his air clean as his HUD he threw a wingstick that sliced every thug in the room before returning to the man's hand as if magnetic.
Six was then pocketing money and loot for a good ten minutes before leaving with that he was originally going to pay for...

With a small duffle bag tied to his front (his jump jet would melt it otherwise) Six proceeded to travel through humanity 2 stealing and killing whatever passed him in this troubled time.
A man with bite marks on his face tried clawing at the space cowboy's helmet, got shot twice in the head.
On the floor above two security guards tried to halt Six-four! They two were killed and looted, a revolver was taken from the scene.

Six has a bad concept time, it was pure luck he ran into other members of the Starlight crew who could keep him on track somewhat. A grey named Red--
(the four grey aliens onboard the S.S wear a coloured uniform to help identify them. Itnisnt racist as their actual names can't be pronounced by humanoid vocal chords)
Red was able to direct Six into heading towards the dock and hopefully helping other members of their crew escape.

A deadly virus was in the air mutating any living creature unfortunate enough to breathe it in, victims would show symptoms of looking gravely ill before attempting to bite or attack others in a mindless fit.
Needless to say in a space station with half the side blown away only being held together by a hard Light field? A bio hazard being loose is everyone's concern. Especially to those from the Starlight crew as they just delivered a suspicious package...

Six, I hear a friend close by
The grey aliens speak telepathically, a surefire way of being heard
"ah right, s'pose we fetch them fore hitting the ship"
Six replied with a bit of thought. The man may not be friends with all who work on that ship but he saw them as family... brothers sisters, removed distant cousins... Not all were friends but most deserved a helping hand or a shoulder to lean on. Things the unofficial first mate believes himself capable of.
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You are somewhere on this doomed space station, mostly humans but aliens of all sorts scurry towards the docks for safety. Security tries to evacuate civilians and halt those looting or in the middle of a riot
First Rose Vagabond Spectre Goonfire Yahhah

 

[Goonfire]

Aki immediately fastened his gas mask when he first heard shit was hitting the barbaric analog fan. His first order of business was to outright avoid the infected by tunneling into a ventilation duct in this shopping district. Several of them sprinted at him, but he simply slid between their legs and sprayed them in their backs with flechettes, killing them. He then resumed cutting the vent grate—a bit of a tedious process, even with his favorite laser cutter. It was clear sailing from there, though; no one else thought to crawl through the vents, it seemed.

The lightweight neko boy crawled through over one hundred of meters of ducts. He wasn’t entirely sure where he was going anymore, so he cut open the duct wall and then an adjacent pipe carrying electrical cables. He let the incisions cool for a moment, then grasped the wires. These seemed to travel directly from a source of power, their high voltage providing better insight for his wire sense. Aki could see the route towards the hangar; he could transfer to a maintenance shaft that ran the rest of the way, but did he want to do that? Something much more exciting was happening mere feet below him. He peeked through a vent cover to watch Six powering through several threats, Red following him.

Something caught Aki’s attention; an infected closed in on the two Chatty Cathies rapidly from behind, leaving him with little choice but to show himself if he valued their lives. So what did this shithead do? With the infected drawing near, one could hear the mechanic yell “TURN DOWN FOR WHAT,” before slamming down on the vent cover with all his weight, breaking it off and dropping down on top of the lunatic’s head. The impact toppled the nasty-looking shitlet, who then got stabbed several times with a screwdriver until he stopped moving. “Ew,” Aki groaned while spraying the tool and his hands with disinfectant, just to be safe. “So who’s fetching whomst?”

NeonFlow

 

[Yahhah]

Creed had been doing what he always did when the ship docked somewhere. Hitting the nearest bar, drinking his ass off and dancing around like the drunk he was. He was raising quite the bit of hell in the bar by starting an interlocked kickline atop the bar when he was suddenly aware of the captain sending him a hologram. The people around him who could see it gasped, or grabbed for weapons, or ran for the door. Creed just kind of grunted in disappointment before turning to the bartender. "That's the boss, I gotta go" he said before tossing the bartender a coin. He filled his hands with a pair of revolvers and rushed out the door. The bar he'd chosen was on an outlying part of the station, he saw a horde of infected grabbing at a good few of the patrons who'd run from the bar when he'd gotten the hologram. A good bit of them looked up and ran for the thrill seeker.

"Oi, fuck off" Creed shouted firing a good six shots at them. Most of them missed but Creed didn't wait to find out. He turned around and bolted. He looked around and noticed just how many infected there were. A lot of them were in between him and the ship. Creed could call in the juggernaut and power through them... But where was the fun in that. Creed pulled a grappling hook from his belt and fired it. He flew through the air of above the masses before he landed hard on his feet. He let out a whoop of exhilaration. He turned and aimed his revolver at what he thought would be infected, but nope it was just Six-gun and Aki. As well as a few alien. He lowered the revolver when he realized who they were.

"Oh hey there. Fancy meeting you boys here. So what's the plan"? Creed called over before holstering his weapon.
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[First Rose]

The hologram of the captain had caught the massive brute when he was eating. He had been right in the middle of stuffing his mouth with a handful of tacos; while not exactly expecting it, a sort of choke resonated from him in turn. He gave a small glare to the captain before getting to his feet and stuffing the last of his 2nd lunch into his mouth. The diner he was in wasn't too far away from the docks, in fact, it was only 20 minutes away, 15 if he ran on all fours. So it was settled, it was time to move. However, before he could get out the doors, one of the waiters had grabbed him by the shoulder. He expected them to just say he forgot to pay for his food of something alike; it was surprising when the waiter grabbed his arm with two hands and bit down upon his wrist.

Red's eyes widened as he grabbed the waiter by their throat, his huge claws easily wrapping around his neck, and threw them across the room with ease. Lucky for him, his gauntlets were harder than steel itself, and it didn't even seem as if the man had touched them. Though the rest of those infected didn't seem too amused, how long had that virus been just dwelling inside these people? This was bad, it had spread quickly; grabbing the table he was sitting at, he threw it at three infected people, a loud crash and a few groans came from them as he bolted out the doors.

Red growled in annoyance, why couldn't one pit stop be normal, and for once, filling. Before going off toward the dock he took a small nose breather out of his essentials, he didn't have time for this. Stuffing the small gadget up his nostrils, it already started filtering the air for him, though he hated using it; not to mention he could breathe most atmospheres. But Red wasn't about to take chances with mutations.

About to head out toward the docks, he found Six approaching him from not far behind, he knew the guy, crazy, funny, dumb, but who wasn't. It seemed he needed directions, Red was happy to oblige. With a short growl, his translation just told SIx to follow, and in a single blast of speed, the massive brute was off. His claws scraping against the floor, he ran as fast as a speedor, ripping his enemies to shreds with a single slash, or just simply biting their head off.

With not much time passing, he made his way to the docks, successfully leading Six there, along with meeting a few familiar faces. He was relatively close to his comrades, sure there were times he was made fun of for being the odd one out, but they did a lot for him. Whereas his own kind had failed to support. An array of clicking came from the back of his throat as the large brute gave a sarcastic smile, it was something his translater couldn't translate, but he did it so often that his fellow comrades knew he was jokingly implying. "Glad you're not dead, more or less." Getting up to his back legs, he hovered over each of them. Red took a small headcount, realizing they were missing someone, to answer Aki's question, he piped in. "RHEEEERERERERRRGgrgrgrgrgrgrgrgrgrgrg..." Which the small collar on his neck quickly transcribed to: "I'll go find Lily if she doesn't show up soon." Red offered.

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

Nurse Lily
Operation: Starlight​

The heat of tension and riot fills the air. A mutated sickness has filled the bodies of the unfortunate boarding passengers and Captain Hurt urges an evacuation off the ship, immediately. The ship's crew have already started their move as a chaotic battle of survival fills every part of the ship. Where is she?

Location: Ship Infirmary
Objective: Evacuate off the ship_

Enter Nurse Lily, an eerily aesthetic woman in white. She is located in the Ship's infirmary, sitting alone in an empty bed. Her emerald eyes looked down upon her healing apparatus device on her arm's tablet screen. Perhaps tweaking and customizing her device to suite her needs. In the middle of configuration, Captain Hurt's hologram figure appears before her, although she remains confused and slightly annoyed.

"Oi you flaming b********, s**** hit the air filter and someone turned up the heat! Get back to the ship so we can leave pronto!!"

"seriously I'm taking off real quick, the S.S isn't waiting for survival riots! Wear a mask or filter cause something's in the air! I don't care if you steal along the way but you only got forty minutes you hear me!"​

And just like that. She began to wonder what even is happening right now. She was unaware of this sudden emergency. An airborne malfunction? What' going on? Is there a gas leak? Hole on the ship? Hurt did not mention another enemy ship under attack. Is there a sickness on the air? Why is the heat rising? Unless...

Lily's thoughts chained one after another as she tries to pick up the situation. There was no time sit around and wait. She has to start moving, something is up and she has to figure it out. As one of the ship's medical personnel she needs to get down to the emergency. Her objectives are to evacuate but she has to figure out what is in the ship too. She started packing many medical items on her belts, pockets and backpack. Since she is in the infirmary, she can over prepare herself on the airborne hazards. Though, she is medically modified. Her habit of proper sanitation and hygiene is a hard to kill habit. She wore a N95 with filter mask added with another ship standard gas mask given into the ship. She had more medicine than guns as her only weapon of choice was a high powered revolver that she stole.

The maiden left the infirmary in silence as she makes her way into the rally point. She can already tell that something was up in the air. There's an airborne infection breeding every minute. Luckily, the path she followed had less infected targets. Although a few have by passed her, her defense mechanism was to hide in plain sight and disable targets. Her sanitized coat was odorless and plans to keep it that so that she can't be found easily.

"..."​

The young woman seems to be well calm despite the intense situation. She easily managed to get around the ship's halls as she cleverly bypass enemy infected by taking alternate routes and shooting them in their non vital limbs. Lily knows that she cannot kill a target in just one blow, so she spends her time more on utilizing her surroundings by hiding or using it. She eventually found the path where most infected was slaughtered mercilessly by a mysterious creature.

"Hmm...?"​

She decides to bend down and investigate a dead body of an infected. Carefully examining the corpse as she tries to identify what kind of infection this is. Can she find the vaccine for it? Unfortunately as much as she likes to figure out how to kill this new unknown infection. Clock was ticking, she has to go now. There is no time for research, she heads further into the trail of dead enemies. The more she encounters bodies the more she can distinguish who killed them. She knows exactly who killed these fellows base on the kill marks on the body. Minutes later, Lily came in late into the rally point.

"...Did Someone page me...?"​

Her monotonous soft spoken voice enters the room. Nurse Lily Treston was late to the party. Unlike her gun-toting, bar brawling, skull smashing, flesh tearing cohorts. She is not the one who's known to take a life by the dozen by direct combat. She did not rip and tear her way into ship's infested beasts. In fact she was trying to avoid and study them instead on her way. Compared to the boys. She was quite clean. There is no presence of infectious blood anywhere, her hands are gloved and her mask is tightly packed. She began to decontaminate herself with a high sanitizing formula from a small perfume spray bottle on her hip's belt. She is a nurse after. She is to be always be healthy and clean if the whole place needs her help.

"Is anyone injured? Is anyone infected or came in contact with the infection? There seems to be some kind of infection on the ship, captain... Almost everyone is infected. Are we still waiting for someone..?"​

Her rather haunting voice addressed everyone as she shakes the disinfectant sanitizing spray in her hand. There was enough spray to go around and she seems to curious on how this situation will be controlled. After all she is Starlight Hunter's Medic.

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[Goonfire]

Aki shrugged his shoulders when the muscle of the team started cutting the infected to ribbons with great efficiency. “He’ll need it,” he told Lily, pointing beyond the trail of bodies to indicate the other Red was caked in blood. Aki was flagrantly hiding the can of disinfectant he previously stole from her behind his back. It was a shoddy maneuver at best.

Aki wasted no time hauling ass; his smaller form meant shorter legs, meaning slower movement relative to the other giants. He referenced another ancient video, blurting out “We’re leaving in negative six minutes!” as he waved his gauss rifle in the air. Parts in his bag jingled and clattered together; it sounded like he bought or stole something new, likely android cerebrum parts for his passion project.

NeonFlow Yahhah First Rose Vagabond Spectre

 

[NeonFlow]

The crew had somehow managed to find each other in the massive space station rather quickly. One might think captain hurt was being paranoid and to worried about this so called emergency... He wasn't. Creed and Red (not the grey alien Red)
Are not wearing any sort of protection against a airborne zombie virus. And Red was covered in blood as well, not a clean look.

As Aki pointed out to Nurse Lily, red was in desperate need of decontamination. Probably Creed to but the group has already moved on. Meeting the captain outside the Starlight Ship they are met with praise and concern.
"good job, I'm happy you didn't get loot crazy an... dammit I said wear a filter!! I'm not sure what's going on but whatever it is it's affected everyone who breathes and I for one am not carrying disease on my ship that I can't burn off with a nano-laser!"

Six spoke up next "I'm clean can I get on cap'n?"
Hurt looked the man up and down "we are all bathing in the decontamination arch anyway."
"it takes to long to dry my suit boss!"
Hurt ignored six and continued with the others. "we are still missing Blue, Green, and Tafaya.. can I ask you all to find them? The greys took the Siren to help bring back some parts, the greys responded saying she was in a fight just before Red zipped past."
The captain gave a small grimace from behind his hard Light helmet. The greys keep this ship running smoothly, apparently they are Hurts closest friends... The first to join his crew. One of the reasons such a group of misfits and legends can work together is because they have one of the best teams for support. The smartest race in the universe the greys are usually able to fix or replicate any technology brought to them as well as create tools with the raw components.
Not good physically however. Weak and frail... Probably why Tafaya helps them so much

"blue is still out there?"
Six four gasped in worry. Blue is easily the friendliest of the greys. The only one to understand humour and the joys of brewing
"IM COMING FAM"
Six immediately ran a direction calling the Grey on his comms.
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You can get clean and wait on the ship, make small talk with the captain or you can go out into the tutorial area and spend the required amount of time before you can leave aha
Goonfire Yahhah First Rose Vagabond Spectre

 

[First Rose]

Out of nowhere, all three of Spike's eyes slowly rolled to the back of his head, he gave a few twitches as he seemed to growl aggressively and uncontrollably. What the hell? Though, just a few seconds later, he dropped the act, letting his eyes roll back in place as he failed to hide his amused expression. Spike let out a small laugh, sounding more like an orangutang struggling to breathe, all the while very well if he had pretended to be a zombie any longer, he would have been shot in the head. Though he wasn't at all infected with the virus, or that's what he would claim at least. Spike had been slashing his way through the waves of infected people like there was no tomorrow. Spike hadn't injested anything, so he was fine despite his display.

Spike just shrugged, he didn't feel sick or anything alike, and as far as he knew, he didn't have anything. Spike gave a flick of his black forked tongue, "Krkrkrkrkrkr..." The familiar sound of clicking again resounded from his throat.

"I'm not infected, just..bloody...Let me wash this stuff off real quick...that little market right there might have a bathroom." His translator deciphered. It seemed the Saegin didn't exactly know what "infected" meant. Or perhaps, he was too entitled to believe so. Though even if he did, he didn't like the thought of being quarantined, so he decided he'd go about cleaning himself up his own way. With that, he headed toward the small market with steady caution in his steps.

 

[NeonFlow]

Captain Hurt looked towards Six run off in a mad dash, then to Spike who looked like a biohazard. More so then usual... "how has this crew stayed alive for so long?"
He mumbled as chaos sounded out around them.
The medic and the mustache mech wielder stood with the grey presumably wondering if their alien friend could wash off a virus of such unknowns. Hurt didn't want to order Lily into worrying over others especially since she asked everyone already if her assistance was needed. It's 3087 and Hurt is to PC to tell a strong independent woman how to do her job.

"So..."
The captain shoots a man staggering with his guts spilling to the floor. He didn't fall.
"...steal anything nice on the way up here?"
He shoots again but aims for the head,
It fell.
Vagabond Spectre Yahhah First Rose

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

Nurse Lily

Location: Starship Rally Point
Objective: Exploit Virus on ship

"...Just wash, please..."

She said in a concerned tone as she watches her beastly cohort to decontaminate themselves. Although not fond ofchaotic ebvironments but a jobs a job. She looked around to find what is going on. The cat boy seems to be holding a familiar item but she cant make it out since he is hiding from her. She is a nurse after all. Details are crucial to her proffesion she has to have a good eye.

While all are gathered to be. Lily stood around and did not bother anyone yet. It seems that she is waiting for something. Turns out, new mission has been briefed. Find a few alien lifeforms that are essential to the ship's crew and a siren...

Lily's loitering silence had broke as she approaches Capt. Hurt who was in the middle of shooting someone. She did got curious however if the target was infected.

"Captain, what is going in here? Where are all these infected patients are coming from? The virus is Air borne and all patients whom inhales this invisible virus causes their physiology to change and displays very aggressive irrational behaviour. Almost something in a form of a 'Zombie'..."

With touch on Capt Hurt's burly shoulder. She wanted to address a concern of the well being of the ship. Unlike her male mates. Lily exploits knowledge and collect data of certain things. If not for her then for everyone. She completely ignored Hurt's question as it was obvoius that she came up to the main point with hardly anything except for her usual equipment.

"...Captain, Are we being under attack with some kind of bioweapon? There is no way that virus travelled in space and into our airlocks that easily. I want to know, Captain. If were going to get our crew out of this infested ship, i gotta know atleast what i'm dealing here. Masks are good but i can't afford to let those ill creautres get any scratch on our crew."

Lily's voice was always so stoic and monotone but at some point, the sincerity of her voice shows. Her emerald eyes locked on to the tall man.

"Is there a way to get rid of it? Cure it atleast? If there still a lab i can use, maybe i can make a alternative 45% antidote or so."

NeonFlow

 

[Yahhah]

Creed looked around as the other crew members showed up one by one. His question of what the plan was was largely ignored but he simply shrugged. The captain seemed a bit pissed that Creed hadn't obeyed his order to wear a filter but the thrill seeker hadn't really stopped to think about it. Creed never really stopped to think about anything in all honesty.
"Sorry boss, it didn't really come up" Creed said with a quick shrug. Creed watched as the big alien blighter made his way over to some market stalls to clean up, then he listened with about half an ear as the medic worried about something or another. Creed liked his crew mates, they were a bunch of badasses who knew how to handle themselves.

He also slightly debated calling out the juggernaut and helping Six go get Blue but he decided against it. Creed was the king of dumb luck but even his dumbass knew when not to push things. Creed took stock of his weapons making sure he still had ammo before whistling and giving a two fingered salute. "Best of luck to ya, I'm gonna clean meself up. Be right back" he said moving towards the ship.
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[First Rose]

With a wave of dismissal, the large Saegin gave Lily's usual concerned warning a careless growl as he stomped off. Any being that came into his radius, were either deliberately sliced in half, or pounded to the ground. He only got more bloody as he made his way to the nearest market, and the smell of rotten flesh only worsened. He hated the smell, but not as much as he hated the filter on his snout. It was like he was breathing through a tube; the benefits of having a mouth that's bigger than most heads.

Finally managing to make his way to the bathroom, he pretty much ripped the door off. The city was being destroyed anyway, no hurt in ripping off a measly 'ol door. Not to mention it was useful, because when two poor infected souls came out of the stalls, he rammed it into the two and pretty much boarded the stall with the wooden door.

With that, Spike proceeded to the faucet, the beastly mass of fur seemed to not even be able to stick a hand fully under the sink. But fortunately for Spike, he had some sort of brains and pulled the faucet right off. Letting the water spill out like a fountain. Then, as easily as it seemed, Spike cleaned himself off, and pretty well too. He usually didn't wash very well, he wasn't a fan of water, but he knew that if he got all of this blood and infected crap off now, then he wouldn't have to get shot by higher pressured water later.

After about seven or so quality minutes of getting everything off of him, he deemed himself clean enough and started to head back to the ship. Making sure to avoid any more infected beings.

 

[Goonfire]

Aki placed his hands on his hips as he watched the others prepare to move out. “Eh, I grabbed more android parts. Think my project’s almost done,” he beamed, tossing his bag to Creed. “Everything in there’s waterproof, Creed. Now, Imma go find the grays and then we’ll get outta this residence of evil, Cap.” After making a quick finger-guns gesture to Captain Hurt, he charged after the others, brandishing the automatic weapon he always toted.

On his way after Six, Aki called after the others over comms, “Secure those respirators! While you’re at it, wear a hat made outta tin foil. That’ll be the next fiasco.” He leapt onto higher tiers—balconies, tables, and counters, mostly—to keep himself above the pools of blood.

NeonFlow Yahhah First Rose Vagabond Spectre

 

[NeonFlow]

Nurse Lily

Location: Starship Rally Point
Objective: Exploit Virus on ship

"...Just wash, please..."

She said in a concerned tone as she watches her beastly cohort to decontaminate themselves. Although not fond ofchaotic ebvironments but a jobs a job. She looked around to find what is going on. The cat boy seems to be holding a familiar item but she cant make it out since he is hiding from her. She is a nurse after all. Details are crucial to her proffesion she has to have a good eye.

While all are gathered to be. Lily stood around and did not bother anyone yet. It seems that she is waiting for something. Turns out, new mission has been briefed. Find a few alien lifeforms that are essential to the ship's crew and a siren...

Lily's loitering silence had broke as she approaches Capt. Hurt who was in the middle of shooting someone. She did got curious however if the target was infected.

"Captain, what is going in here? Where are all these infected patients are coming from? The virus is Air borne and all patients whom inhales this invisible virus causes their physiology to change and displays very aggressive irrational behaviour. Almost something in a form of a 'Zombie'..."

With touch on Capt Hurt's burly shoulder. She wanted to address a concern of the well being of the ship. Unlike her male mates. Lily exploits knowledge and collect data of certain things. If not for her then for everyone. She completely ignored Hurt's question as it was obvoius that she came up to the main point with hardly anything except for her usual equipment.

"...Captain, Are we being under attack with some kind of bioweapon? There is no way that virus travelled in space and into our airlocks that easily. I want to know, Captain. If were going to get our crew out of this infested ship, i gotta know atleast what i'm dealing here. Masks are good but i can't afford to let those ill creautres get any scratch on our crew."

Lily's voice was always so stoic and monotone but at some point, the sincerity of her voice shows. Her emerald eyes locked on to the tall man.

"Is there a way to get rid of it? Cure it atleast? If there still a lab i can use, maybe i can make a alternative 45% antidote or so."

NeonFlow

Hurt nodded in agreement before he continued "I'm not to sure to be honest, but I'm worried it was what we delivered yesterday breaking from its container. I'm guessing it's a virus from a living bioweapon. It infects any who breathe it in and as you concluded the victims pass along the virus from scratching and biting others. That man I just shot had to be infected as he had bite marks and organs spilling out... I may have murdered someone. Let's move on though"
The labs in S.S while being alot smaller then a space stations are essentially just as high tech and impressive
"I believe the greys have the best chance of making a antidote, I'm hoping Tafaya is keeping Blue and green safe."
Hurt was about to continue when the court jester of dumb luck made a no-no

Creed looked around as the other crew members showed up one by one. His question of what the plan was was largely ignored but he simply shrugged. The captain seemed a bit pissed that Creed hadn't obeyed his order to wear a filter but the thrill seeker hadn't really stopped to think about it. Creed never really stopped to think about anything in all honesty.

He also slightly debated calling out the juggernaut and helping Six go get Blue but he decided against it. Creed was the king of dumb luck but even his dumbass knew when not to push things. Creed took stock of his weapons making sure he still had ammo before whistling and giving a two fingered salute. "Best of luck to ya, I'm gonna clean meself up. Be right back" he said moving towards the ship.
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"If you step on my ship to clean up you'll be telling whatever God you believe in the funny story of how you died to a aging man with temper who'd rather shoot one dumbass then risk the safety of a entire crew.
so follow the bloody foot prints of spike and clean up OUTSIDE the ship and wait OUTSIDE the ship with me as you could still turn. And I'm not having a zombie on board my ship."
Hurt spoke the simple truth. Creed would have laser holes bigger then his mouth could stretch if he risked the safety of the Starlight crew because of a order he ignored or stupidly forgot. If Six-four can manage even with his learning problems then Creed must be the dumbest drunk on the space station.

With a wave of dismissal, the large Saegin gave Lily's usual concerned warning a careless growl as he stomped off. Any being that came into his radius, were either deliberately sliced in half, or pounded to the ground. He only got more bloody as he made his way to the nearest market, and the smell of rotten flesh only worsened. He hated the smell, but not as much as he hated the filter on his snout. It was like he was breathing through a tube; the benefits of having a mouth that's bigger than most heads.

Finally managing to make his way to the bathroom, he pretty much ripped the door off. The city was being destroyed anyway, no hurt in ripping off a measly 'ol door. Not to mention it was useful, because when two poor infected souls came out of the stalls, he rammed it into the two and pretty much boarded the stall with the wooden door.

With that, Spike proceeded to the faucet, the beastly mass of fur seemed to not even be able to stick a hand fully under the sink. But fortunately for Spike, he had some sort of brains and pulled the faucet right off. Letting the water spill out like a fountain. Then, as easily as it seemed, Spike cleaned himself off, and pretty well too. He usually didn't wash very well, he wasn't a fan of water, but he knew that if he got all of this blood and infected crap off now, then he wouldn't have to get shot by higher pressured water later.

After about seven or so quality minutes of getting everything off of him, he deemed himself clean enough and started to head back to the ship. Making sure to avoid any more infected beings.

He could not avoid any more infected beings. This virus was affecting everyone not fast enough to wear protection. With the space station being held together by a hard light barrier oxygen was being pumped to all areas and the virus was taking a trip heading towards nostrils eyes and skin.

Aki placed his hands on his hips as he watched the others prepare to move out. “Eh, I grabbed more android parts. Think my project’s almost done,” he beamed, tossing his bag to Creed. “Everything in there’s waterproof, Creed. Now, Imma go find the grays and then we’ll get outta this residence of evil, Cap.” After making a quick finger-guns gesture to Captain Hurt, he charged after the others, brandishing the automatic weapon he always toted.

On his way after Six, Aki called after the others over comms, “Secure those respirators! While you’re at it, wear a hat made outta tin foil. That’ll be the next fiasco.” He leapt onto higher tiers—balconies, tables, and counters, mostly—to keep himself above the pools of blood.

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Spike would probably remain clean if he followed Aki's lead. Of course the cat boy weighed very little and was much more agile. The point being if security wasn't trying to restrain or kill you, a zombie or five was trying to hurt you. It is a immediate threat or it should appear that way to all unlucky enough to be on the doomed space station.

 

[Yahhah]

Hurt nodded in agreement before he continued "I'm not to sure to be honest, but I'm worried it was what we delivered yesterday breaking from its container. I'm guessing it's a virus from a living bioweapon. It infects any who breathe it in and as you concluded the victims pass along the virus from scratching and biting others. That man I just shot had to be infected as he had bite marks and organs spilling out... I may have murdered someone. Let's move on though"
The labs in S.S while being alot smaller then a space stations are essentially just as high tech and impressive
"I believe the greys have the best chance of making a antidote, I'm hoping Tafaya is keeping Blue and green safe."
Hurt was about to continue when the court jester of dumb luck made a no-no

"If you step on my ship to clean up you'll be telling whatever God you believe in the funny story of how you died to a aging man with temper who'd rather shoot one dumbass then risk the safety of a entire crew.
so follow the bloody foot prints of spike and clean up OUTSIDE the ship and wait OUTSIDE the ship with me as you could still turn. And I'm not having a zombie on board my ship."
Hurt spoke the simple truth. Creed would have laser holes bigger then his mouth could stretch if he risked the safety of the Starlight crew because of a order he ignored or stupidly forgot. If Six-four can manage even with his learning problems then Creed must be the dumbest drunk on the space station.


He could not avoid any more infected beings. This virus was affecting everyone not fast enough to wear protection. With the space station being held together by a hard light barrier oxygen was being pumped to all areas and the virus was taking a trip heading towards nostrils eyes and skin.

Spike would probably remain clean if he followed Aki's lead. Of course the cat boy weighed very little and was much more agile. The point being if security wasn't trying to restrain or kill you, a zombie or five was trying to hurt you. It is a immediate threat or it should appear that way to all unlucky enough to be on the doomed space station.

Creed was in the middle of a step when he heard the captain's ultamatum. Creed seemed unfazed by the threat, though he did do a 180 in a single step and turned right back around. "Gotcha cappin, I'll go that'a'way and be right back" Creed said setting down the package Aki had thrown so as not to lose it before going in the same direction as the big spiked fellow had gone and finding a bathroom to clean himself up in.

 

[First Rose]

On his way back to the ship, Spike heard Aki's message through the comms attached to his ear; one of the four attached to his head. In response, he tapped the piece of metal on his nose, it seemed to be in working order. He had managed to wash the blood off him as well. It was only really his fist, claws, and tail, that had blood all over them. Though his clay-colored waistcoat had been stained just a smidge, deciding against keeping it on, he held it aside as he made his way back. Determined to keep himself clean. Then what else did Aki say? A tin foil hat? Odd, but he knew his crew member was much more knowledgeable of this kind of thing than he could ever be. There was trash everywhere, something had to be made out of tinfoil. Then, in the corner of his third eye, he spotted a bit of shriveled up silver. With haste, he went over and dug up what seemed to be a tin foil tray, and what tickled his nose, was the smell of brisket. RRRReereegrgrgrg...he muttered to himself. "Great, now I'm hungry." Despite him having just ate.

Putting the dots together, he deemed it smart to get back to the ship in a hurry; holding his two items close, he moved toward the ship. He would've bolted to the ship, but it seemed a few infected individuals thought otherwise. Spike let out a territorial growl, a sound that had a sort of hiss at the end of it, and merely dug his feet into the ground. A few were coming straight towards him, but as he launched himself forward, he soon found himself 6 feet above them him, and just a quickly following, behind him. Though the fun didn't seem to end there, more came out of their hiding places to make siege, but of course, Spike had no intention of getting too close. All he did was jump over a good number of them, or grab them by their leg and hurl them at another. Right before coming close to a ship, he saw a large group of infected following behind him. Spike let out an ear-splitting roar, obviously annoyed that he couldn't just crush them all, or split their skulls in a single bite. He grabbed a large green dumpster and pulled it over his head with ease. With another loud growl, he flung it at the pack of zombies and quickly returned to his route. The dumpster hit their mark perfectly, trapping the zombies underneath its large mass.

It wasn't long until he approached the ship. There was a good amount of dirt and musk on him, but there was not a single patch of blood on him in sight. RAAAAHKrrgrggrgrgrgr...Rehkkrekrkrk... Spike gnarled from the back of his throat, seeming quite annoyed. "ALRight, I'm clean. I got tin foil, whatever it was needed for. Can I go in now?" Planning to raid the fridge once inside.