Dec 19, 2011 12:19
"Does anybody here want scorpion parts?" Ellen asks as she stomps through the door, power armor clanking. "I've got plenty. Stupid things come out in the dark."
Her armor's pretty splattered in gray-green arachnid blood and scored in places with the marks left by very tough chitin. This has not been the best day she has ever had, no.
At least she can get something to eat here and rest up a bit before going back to night watch duty. It's a long way to the Republic of Dave, and they've got to reach it sometime tomorrow.
karkat vantas,
t-minus,
ellen park