A quiet night

[chozo_girl]

 [Late night in the Chalice. Most of the personnel is already asleep hours ago, the place is calm and silent, and the lights are a bit more dim. It's quite peaceful compared to the hustle and bustle and noise coming from the hangars that are the norm during the day.

For whatever reason, however, you are going around the corridors, be it because you have business somewhere, needed to go to the bathroom, simply to enjoy the quiet, or any of a myriad other reasons... 

...but despite the apparent peace, if you're in any way observant you'll probably soon feel stalked. Something is observing around the empty, long corridors this particular night. Every now and then there's very quiet, metallic pitter-patter sounds that stop whenever anyone looks around. And sometimes, a low, quiet creak like that of an ungreased old door hinges' opening can be heard, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. And overall, a definite feeling of observation. 

Definitely unnerving stuff.

How do you react?]

Comments

[2hell_weride]

Fuuuuuuuuuuck...

[[MarKus > Throw Wrench > Bail out. IN that order!]]

[chozo_girl]

[The wrench conks against the creature with an audible *thud* sound as MarKus turns and runs. He can hear the creature emit a curious glurging sound for a few moments...

...and then the thing grabs the wrench and throws it back at MarKus the same way he did!]

[2hell_weride]

[[Not knowing it would be coming at him, he takes it to the arm, making him yell out in pain. Mighta broken something there... maybe not...]]

[chozo_girl]

[Probably not. It didn't even throw particularly hard. But it still probably stung a fair amount, since "not particularly hard" doesn't mean quite the same thing to alien monsters!

He'll hear the click click click of the claws right behind him as he runs, as the creature skitters behind MarKus, keeping up but not actually grabbing him.

Which probably isn't going to help the panic, overall, since it still means giant alien monster in pursuit, but hey.]

[2hell_weride]

[[Hopefully this doesn't turn out to be somebody's pet or something, because MarKus is heading for his room.

He has equipment there. But then again, why doesn't he just sound the damn alarm? Maybe someone else will as he keeps on toward his room, determined to get his belt]]