Elation or Madness?
*The sound that heralded Samus' message was a laugh, high and a trifle manic, as her ship climbed into orbit.*
Put on your best armor! Strap on your best weapons! Get your phazon--hell, swim in a lake of the stuff! I'll still kill you!
*She laughed again, before remembering she had turned the comm on. Clearing her throat, her tone dropped closer to normal and she focused on the part of the console that would be picking up her image.*
A-hm. Gandrayda's dead, no surprise. She turned like Rundas and Ghor. The seed has been eliminated, and I've got a stolen mining laser. The day's going fairly well, really. How's it look on your end?
Put on your best armor! Strap on your best weapons! Get your phazon--hell, swim in a lake of the stuff! I'll still kill you!
*She laughed again, before remembering she had turned the comm on. Clearing her throat, her tone dropped closer to normal and she focused on the part of the console that would be picking up her image.*
A-hm. Gandrayda's dead, no surprise. She turned like Rundas and Ghor. The seed has been eliminated, and I've got a stolen mining laser. The day's going fairly well, really. How's it look on your end?