"Sentient?!" Aurelia states, tone slightly unclear. She's still out on one of the temporaries, and one of the whales had got close enough for the MID to pick up on its language. Aurelia had stared in disbelief at what had popped up for a good few seconds.
She breaks into very dainty giggles. "Oh my goodness they were trying to--" she's not even particularly talking to anyone, more voicing her thoughts out loud. Maybe directed at someone if they happen to be close to her. She's clearly having a lot of trouble stopping the laughter. "--destroy the-- bloody hell! Oh, good lord. That's good. That's very good."
She wipes a tear.
"Ah," shakes her head. "Fuc-- oh, excuse me. Silly whales! Very silly."
b. feeding frenzy
Aurelia, of course, is probably the only one having fun. As usual, when killing things is involved.
She keeps only her sniper on her after cluing up to the scraplets enjoying metal - keeping as little of it on her as possible, and where there's a gathering of them...
"Incoming, darlings!" she shouts, cackling as she fires off her ice diadem. It seeks out and freezes a good amount of the scraplets before returning and Aurelia starts to pick them off from a distance. Not as elegant as she would like - Aurelia hates quickscoping, but it takes them out quickly and has a bonus of using up the disgusting autographed ammo she'd received in the mail.
One she misses, she casually kicks into the wall. She'd be having more fun if she weren't vaguely worried about the damage these things are doing to the ship.
aurelia hammerlock / ota
"Sentient?!" Aurelia states, tone slightly unclear. She's still out on one of the temporaries, and one of the whales had got close enough for the MID to pick up on its language. Aurelia had stared in disbelief at what had popped up for a good few seconds.
She breaks into very dainty giggles. "Oh my goodness they were trying to--" she's not even particularly talking to anyone, more voicing her thoughts out loud. Maybe directed at someone if they happen to be close to her. She's clearly having a lot of trouble stopping the laughter. "--destroy the-- bloody hell! Oh, good lord. That's good. That's very good."
She wipes a tear.
"Ah," shakes her head. "Fuc-- oh, excuse me. Silly whales! Very silly."
b. feeding frenzy
Aurelia, of course, is probably the only one having fun. As usual, when killing things is involved.
She keeps only her sniper on her after cluing up to the scraplets enjoying metal - keeping as little of it on her as possible, and where there's a gathering of them...
"Incoming, darlings!" she shouts, cackling as she fires off her ice diadem. It seeks out and freezes a good amount of the scraplets before returning and Aurelia starts to pick them off from a distance. Not as elegant as she would like - Aurelia hates quickscoping, but it takes them out quickly and has a bonus of using up the disgusting autographed ammo she'd received in the mail.
One she misses, she casually kicks into the wall. She'd be having more fun if she weren't vaguely worried about the damage these things are doing to the ship.
That's a new feeling.
c. wildcard
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