Minerva Ripley

Hey Bird? You know what would be a real "Highlight"? If you stopped turning them back on. Is there a "Hell no, I don't want this" button?

-- You stay safe out there, okay @Brandamc? {arching a brow} Damn bugs are everywhere.

Hey, thanks! {grinning mischievously @Brandamc} I try and be awesome as often as possible. {sticking out her hand} I'm Minerva. --

What's up with Captain Crazy? // @BugHunter_USCM @ShatteredNerve @PixieInferno_ @Xeno_Paranoia @Allied_Command @SubmersedIre @SmartSynthetic

-- chair out from under your ass, and beat you to death with it. {smiling} So. Now that we understand each other? --

-- the contact.} But here's the thing... If you put my brother's life in danger with one more second of whimpering, I'm going to yank the --

-- They /get/ it. You're not nuts. {Dropping to her knees in front of #Lyme, she reached to take his wrist, blinking as he flinched at --

-- I'm sorry. I know this is hard. {Struggling to keep her tone even, she let out a breath, grasping to find a smile.} These people here? --

-- that if the weak assed sailor in the chair didn't start giving up intel, and /fast/, she was going to start shaking it out of him.} --

-- {quietly} We are running out of time. {Jaw working, flaring temper plain in her gaze, she fought for control, knowing all too well --

-- her or her brother in the eye.} --

-- and pats on the back. Company assurances that #Ripley had died a hero, while not one of the suits, not /one/, had the balls to look --

-- the sham that had been #Ripley's funeral. Empty boxes for their grandmother, @BugHunter_USCM and @PixieInferno_. Sympathetic smiles, --

-- Gaze flickering to @ShatteredNerve as the submarine swayed, she curled her fingers into a fist; unable to keep her thoughts from --

-- Knocked to the bottom of the food chain by an unstoppable parasite... How terrified had she been? --