After Earth

[Blackrat]

Faris, Michael and Cnosos stand in the airlock as the outer doors close and a moment later the inner doors open. Immediatily you are met with grizzly sight. There is a man in lab-coat lying on the floor. He has been shot a few times in his chest and once to the head. As you step in, the communications console next to the airlock reacts. "You have... one new message"

 

[Rhun]

"So, Mel," says Damon, "You got a deck of cards?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Damn! A dead guy!" said Cnosos surprised. "What? a new message? what should we do captain?"

 

[Shayuri]

Melara yawns and stretches in her chair, reaching back up behind her head and lacing her fingers together. There's a few decent cracking noises, and she sighs happily. Then she spins in the seat to face Damon, eying him speculatively.

"Depends. What are we betting?" she asks.

 

[Raylis]

Michael pulls out his medical scanner and bends down near the corpse, "Twice in the stomach, once in the head. he vocalizes, closing the man's eyes if they weren't already.

 

[Blackrat]

Michael kneels next to the dead scientist and takes a better look. The minimal amount of bloodloss seems to suggest that the man was dead long before he was shot. But then again the wounds seem to have been inflicted in a way that suggests the man was standing when he was shot. Very puzzling. It's as if he was dead but still walking. Sounds like a bad Zombie-movie.

[sblock=OOC]I rolled you a nat 20 with treat injury. [/sblock]

 

[Raylis]

Michael's brows furrow as he looks over the readings and then at the man's wounds. He produces a syringe, "Would one of you please train a weapon on this man's cervical as I take a blood sample? his voice is even, like he asked someone to hold a bandage instead of train a weapon on a corpse.

"He wasn't shot to death, but he was standing when he was shot. So either his assailant stood him up and shot him to make one think that this man was indeed shot to death, or he became host to some kind of xenomorph that took his body for a ride before being subsequently shot.

He pulls the top off the syringe, "Either way, I'd like a sample."

 

[Rhun]

"Depends. What are we betting?" she asks.

Damon grins and shrugs. "Clothing?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Well I'll do it" Cnosos says a proceeds.

 

[Mithran]

"Hitchhiking xenomorphs. See... I don't like that. I hope your test results come back 'crazy guy that likes shooting dead people,' doc." Faris steps over to the message console and turns it on, then looks around a bit, shotgun in hand, at other exits and gear in the room while the message plays.