Lucas Rothwell

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- sorry you know...

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- Hicks were strong enough to take it. I'm guessing that's the version you never heard. {lifting a brow} I'm sorry for it. But I'm not --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- It would have happened to you eventually. That was the big game. USCM fighters given over to the Bugs because people like you and --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- squad and any survivors were meant to be incubators. Bodies for Bugs so that Weyland Yutani could sell them to the highest bidder. --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- files. Hell, in the facility, there wasn't much else to do. You wouldn't /believe/ some of the shit they had planned. LV-426? Hicks' --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- the Marine, his hand to her arm, he nodded, searching her face.} You know the Company revels in shoveling crap, right? I've read the --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- missing completely, sending pasta past his ear and his fork to the floor.} Let's pretend that didn't happen. James... {Leaning in to --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- The most incredible woman in the universe is glad /I'm/ here. I think I've officially peaked. {Moving to take a bite of pasta, --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command {A grin that could only be described as ridiculous on his face, he gazed back at #James, scooping up a forkful of noodles.} --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- loud part quiet. But I'm not taking it back.

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- words slipped out, he closed his mouth with a snap, giving #James a rueful smile.} Yeah, I know. I said the quiet part loud and the --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- magic words. Tell you the truth, the only thing that really freaked me out was the thought of not seeing you again. {Blinking as the --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- That or making the mistake of thinking they can be controlled. Like they'll make some kind of army, if only they could figure out the --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- I've just seen it before, you know? That fascination with the Bugs. Higher ups viewing the creatures as something exalted. --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- {Running his tongue over his teeth, he looked up at #James and exhaled.} Not going to lie, I was scared. {hurriedly} In a manly way! --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- of some painter's horizontal brush strokes versus some other painter's vertical is a recipe for insanity. {huffing} I'm okay. --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- noodles, he turned the utensil clockwise, shaking his head.} I just think spending your days in dusty museums debating the importance --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- systems when her son didn't want to pursue the liberal arts. Don't get me wrong. I /like/ art. {Stabbing his fork into a heap of --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command {snorting} The Hippie Dippy Queen of Draconious Five? No. {lifting a brow} Only mother I know who's disappointment resonated across four --

@BugHunter_USCM @PixieInferno_ @Allied_Command -- fork, he twirled noodles around his fork, brow lifting.} How are you doing? I mean, after all the... You know. Excitement.