Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190614023643/@comment-27661770-20190616000139

"If we must, there are data cores for these, correct?"

The Imp is sitting quietly. Half of the words are flying above its head, but it grasps the basic core concepts.

Monster on ship. Can't be put to sleep. Need to kill fast or get out of ship if unable to.

Damn these rods. They were restricting fireballs, good for hurling at enemies.

Which currently consists of one "Xenomorph".