No rest for the weary [Open]

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Samus had been through hell and back. Several times by now, actually. That never seemed to slow the hunter down, though. There was always work to be done. When Samus got knocked down, she had to pick up and keep going.

It just so happened that the last thing to (literally) knock her down was an anti-tank rocket. Fortunately, she had a full suit of powered armor to protect (mostly) her. Unfortunately, it kind of did some serious damage. Nothing she wasn't able to fix, she just needed time do do so.

The hunter patched her injuries up well enough and hauled herself down to the engineering department, picking out a spot in special weapons to start on the tedious task of restoring her armor.

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[prettycoolguy]

The Chief actually does smile. Just a little. It's very slight and doesn't stay long.

"Yes, it is."

John's luck is debatable that way. On the one hand, he's insanely lucky to be alive. On the other, if he were truly lucky he would never have been drawn into the life that gave him these scars at all.

[dis-courageous.livejournal.com]

Komali thinks about that for a while, leaning his head on Samus' knee. After a bit, he scowls and lets go, going to poke his nose over the edge of the table and peer at the assembled mechanics of Samus' suit.

"My father wanted me to be warrior too..."

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Samus frowns for a moment at Komali's last statement. It's about as slight and gone as quickly as Chief's smile, but it was there. She can't help but mirror her own childhood experience and the ambitions of her "fathers" with Komali's. While she holds no issues with the Chozo and their choice of life for Samus, she can't help but feel a little anxious when the topic comes up around Komali.

"You're still very young, Komali," the words are heavy in her mouth. As much as she tries to hide it, she sounds as if she's suppressing some underlying feelings. "You have a lot of time to decide what you want to do."