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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-08-31 12:50 am

Queen to Bishop [Part 3]

They had sneaked into the facility and out of the nest. They had gathered whatever equipment they could use as weapons. Now it was time for the rescuers to fight their way in, and the rescuees to fight their way free.

There was only a whole horde of xenomorphs in the way, after all.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-09-04 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't shoot! It's us! It's us!"

The flamethrower was lowered.

[identity profile] yubyublieutnant.livejournal.com 2010-09-04 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Hearing Hiccup's voice, Kettch half turned away from covering the hallway behind them and glanced between Kang's legs to get a look at the inside of the lift up ahead. Then he threw up his hands and did a little dance, shaking his blaster rifle above his head.

"Yubnub! You're zeekee! Yupyup! The Light Spirit protects us from the demons of the Dark!"


[ooc: yubnub = hooray, zeekee = safe, yupyup = rejoice]
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[personal profile] governorkang 2010-09-04 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Kang breathed a sigh of relief, lowering his gun, and grinned, "It's good to see you. Now let's get the hell out of here before those things show up again and the power core blows us all up."

[identity profile] stoickthevast.livejournal.com 2010-09-04 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thor be praised," Stoick murmured to himself upon hearing Hiccup's voice. A small knot loosened behind his shoulders in relief.

Now that they were back together as a group they could focus on the real issue of getting out of this gods-forsaken place. And if he sidled a bit closer to Hiccup, it was only to make sure that his son was more or less in one piece--and not because he wanted to prevent a repeat situation by acting as his son's bodyguard.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-09-04 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dad!"

Hello, Stoick, have a somewhat slimy hug, and then he was following Kang's orders and trotting along. The talking came out of him in a low, quiet, but wordy burst.

"I knew you guys would come for us, but we lucked out and Jamie was able to free himself and the rest of us. Then we found weapons. I have a thingy that throws flames."

Yes, he found this flameflinger thing exciting.

Check that babbling, Stoick. Your boy was okay.
Edited 2010-09-04 18:44 (UTC)