Lirath - Ship Survival

[cityship]

 As the battle raged outside, those remaining aboard Stacy had their hands full preparing for the incoming flood of refugees.

Positioned near the Bleed-Gate orbiting Lirath, Stacy stood ready to receive the refugees. Ship after ship ascended as quickly as they could, some of them making a break for the Bleed-Gate itself while the smaller ships were forced to dock at Stacy, unloading their cargo of refugees before setting off again for the planet's surface again to take on more passengers.

Several small units of GIA soldiers were also sent up to help the Transmigration crew take in the massive amount of refugees, many of whom were tired, wounded, and scared. It wouldn't take long for the ship to begin filling with people.

With the battle raging outside, and the Ohm clambering outside, trying to get in, it would be a tall order to keep all of the refugees safe and calm, but the crew didn't have much choice.

[ooc: Open!]

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[fattynoparents]

At his all-too-familiar exclamation, her finger squeezed down on the trigger as she mentally prepared herself to shut him down permanently, but the presence of the Ohm seemed to do the trick, reminding him that now was not the time to lose it.

In the next instant, however, she found herself hanging on for dear life as Wheatley attempted to manipulate the armor. Jerked backward, then forward and side-to-side, Chell struggled to keep a hold on her gun, though when she really thought about it, he was doing surprisingly well for a robot who, until now, had never possessed limbs.

By now, they'd regained the attention of quite a few Ohm, and when Wheatley manged to get moving in the right direction, she spurred him on and leaned forward, pointing at one of his (bloody massive) arm-mounted guns and then at the approaching aliens, indicating that he should probably try to use those next.

She shouldered her own rifle and began to fire.

[notamoron]

Wheatley didn't need to be told twice. The gun arms came up, and soon a hail of bullets was heading towards the insectoid aliens. "AHAHAHAHA!! TAKE THAT, YOU ALIEN TOSSERS!" he shouted, completely losing himself to the raw power the suit was giving him. Clearly this was going to end well.

[fattynoparents]

She hadn't forgotten how truly frightening Wheatley could be in a position of power, but watching him successfully mow down the Ohm and laugh maniacally about it was another thing entirely. It brought her right back to the Labs--too soon, too close for comfort.

Suddenly she found herself cease firing and trying to steady herself with a hand tight on his top handle.

[notamoron]

"AHAHAHA!! Oh are you SEEING this? I am MOWING THEM DOWN!" he shouted to Chell excitedly. "There's bug guts EVERYWHERE! Ah in hindsight I hope this ship has a janitor because they are going to be really busy when this fight is over I'll tell you that right now."