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Jul 04, 2010 16:48

[Ridley's arrival is marked by the sound of scraping and pounding on the walls of one of the Deck 4 rooms. The communicator never sounds. In fact it is altogether disregarded by the large creature that has found itself in a rather nicely furnished room. Furniture is torn apart and tossed to the side until the creature determines how to use the door ( Read more... )

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[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 00:20:26 UTC

[Kim's just sort of wandering around towards the buffet, footling with her comm, when an unusual sound stops her dead.]

hmm...

[What...was...?]

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 00:24:22 UTC

[Another human. Ridley does not even notice the cybernetic parts (and wouldn't care if he did), instead moving quickly in an attempt to seize her and pin her to the ground with his claws.]

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 00:27:02 UTC

[Kim tries to dodge, but her athletic coordination has never been particularly excellent. She goes down like a sack of flesh bolted to a slightly smaller sack of scrap-metal, pinned to the deck quite handily. Her comm goes skittering off to the side, beeping unhappily at some button pressed in the panic]

Augh Wha...

[OH shit. Let the freaking out begin, now.]

...Dragon.

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 00:33:43 UTC

[Ridley pins her between his claws, two of his fingers on either side of her neck and his thumb beneath her right arm, gripping her as thought she was a rag dog. He keeps her pinned to the ground, his hot breath steaming through his nose as he quietly studies her. There's a rumble inside of him that eventually takes the tone of snickering as his beak opens. And then he speaks.]

Human. Planet and sector.

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 00:37:18 UTC

[Talking dragon. Dragon what talks. Okay.]

Uh...what? I..We're...on the...Elegante?

[FOCUS, KIM.]

No wait! Earth!

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 00:43:21 UTC

[Ridley looks away from her as he looks at the ship around them, somewhat confused.]

I was brought to Earth?

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 00:47:23 UTC

No?

[It's...a little less freaked out now. She's not immediately being crushed]

I'm from Earth. The question wasn't very clear. This is the Elegante.

[And...now the kicker]

I don't know what planet we're on.

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 00:50:11 UTC

[Ridley immediately snaps his attention back to her, lifting her off the ground and proceeding to ram her into the wall instead.]

Lies! Do you think I would be so easily fooled? [He pulls her back and rams her again for good measure, tightening his grip.] Is it Daiban? Norion? Tell me!

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 01:02:18 UTC

( ... )

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 01:05:23 UTC

[Flames lick his lips as he speaks again, his frustration with this human growing.] Persistence will not save you, human. Nor will my [a snort] my mercy.

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 01:10:14 UTC

( ... )

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 01:13:59 UTC

[Ridley squeezes again, his claws finally digging in enough to pierce flesh as he continues his 'interrogation'.]

Who commands this vessel? Who do you serve?

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 01:17:07 UTC

I don't serve anyone! I am a Scientist!

[reach reeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaach! Oh god shoulder bleeding now. Pain is for the weak! Are her fingers touching it...YES! FINALLY!]

Some insane nutbag-- his name is Redd, he's in charge. I've never even met him!

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 01:21:42 UTC

[He scoffs.]

You are a fool to think Ridley could be captured by such a person. [Ridley folds his wings behind him and allows his tail to rise behind him. It poises itself at her, like a scorpion's tail would, the sharpened end aiming itself at her.] One last chance, human. What planet?

[commentlog] autodidacticone July 5 2010, 01:37:26 UTC

( ... )

[commentlog] lastzebesian July 5 2010, 01:41:56 UTC

[Ridley glares. That is no planet. The comm is caught in his teeth and tossed aside. He lowers his head, his beak descending next to her ears.]

Your death... will not be pleasant. [With that, his head jerks back and his tail races past him, plunging itself into Kimiko's torso. It misses the heart. An intentional move on Ridley's part. She'll certainly die. But it will not be instantly.]

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