"Took you long enough! We're watchin' them, too, from... somewhere. Brom might know that direction crap better. Anyway, good point - does any of y'all actually know which of these aliens we're supposed to shoot, n' which not?" "I'd try to shoot those that shoot on Beta and us first. We can clean up...

"Killshot, Terminator, i know you're here, you watching that gang standoff around Beta as well? I'm somewhere to the right of you as far as i can tell, theres a bunch of Xenos at the end of the hall. Going to blast them good when they start shooting each other. What's your angle? Whisper into my mi...

Seeing that the situation is turning ugly on the other side, discreetly whip out my PDA(if no one but my team is nearby) Try and see if there is a way to hack the local gravity generator if such a thing is possible: -Try and turn it off/set the gravity to zero-G, hoping to confuse and distract ever...

Nudge Brom out of the way, whispering:

"Move your ass, I wanna watch this too. Damn... Should've brought the chips with me!"

Peek into the room where the drama is unfolding, analyze the situation

"I heard it too. This is really bad timing on their part! Unfortunately for them, we don't have much of a choice here. If we're called to fight, we're going to have to fight. Before we go in, I'll announce our presence. Pray to the FSM they know enough about your loadout to have the good sense to f...

Turn to Brom and whisper, clearly exasperated: "Was I smokin' somethin' strong, or did I just hear the fukcin' robo-lady ?" Whisper in something that is between a laugh and complete desperation "Fukcin' BETA is here, too. Why? How!? I hate this shithole! Now lemme guess, we need to figure out a way...

"And now he's building an army," Feb Keshor mutters, hoisting his weapon. "He's making friends across the station, tricking fools into believing his lies. He's been trying to win over the FMU. I have contacts there, though - they've never fallen for it. Well... until today, it seems. Now they're de...

Confused, shout after Feb Kishor: "Hey, the hell's y'all goin'!? Is the Meshaba thing back already ?" Feb pauses, and after a moment of thought, turns around. "My former second-in-command is trying to sell off our prisoner downstairs, posing as me. He's been trouble for a while." He eyes them sidel...

Confused, shout after Feb Kishor:

"Hey, the hell's y'all goin'!? Is the Meshaba thing back already?"

Whisper to Brom and Yuuji: "Looks like Vynk n' that new lady bit the dust... Them slates on the table are theirs. Damn aliens! 'Least I scrubbed them of any data - they're gonna get as much info from them as from a sidewalk tile now." Shake my head "How the hell did they get them? Unless those two ...

After wiping my stained fingers over a nearby chair/couch, discreetly take out my PDA, turning towards a wall so that other people in the room don't recognize it as being the same as the ones on the table Electronically try and figure out who the PDAs on the table belong to if I successfully find o...

Walk over to Brom and (presumably) Yuuji, set the bag of chips on the computer table (or any available surface) Taking a mouthful of chips and beer, ask the pair: "So - crunch - y'all doin' somethin' useful, or just - crunch - twiddlin' yer thumbs? Hey, don't get me wrong, not like there's much use...

The fysar smiles in faint approval at Buck's choice. "You done?" Nod, satisfied "Well, I ain't orderin' no dessert from this thing, so I'd say I am." Put the bag of chips under my arm, open the can of beer and start drinking on my way back "Rebirth... That's the squids from the planet below, right?...

Throw a meaningful glance at Brom and Yuuji, implying that they're supposed to use this opportunity, though not even sure myself to what end Grin at the fysar, and say "Thank fukc someone knows how to treat their guests proper here!" Follow along, mentally taking note of the layout of the building ...

Not having registered what Brom told me, turn to him and tell him quietly, possibly cutting him off mid-sentence: "This place looks like it was an office or somethin' before it became an alien shithole. Big corpo buildings like these always have an emergency exit. Look for one o' them fire signs, m...