Futuristic Unlit IC

[Vudukudu]

Kepler's mood goes from purposeful to disappointed in a matter of moments. Had one of them barged into his work space to shoot someone in it, he'd have trusted their judgment fully. Clearly, he was not afforded that same trust. All the same, as the bones in Kepler's right forearm crack, his implants kick on, replacing the white-hot pain with the rush of painkillers and adrenaline he's become rather familiar with. The injury would slow him down, certainly, but he was rather very hard to put down short of lethal measures or suitable restraints. His muscles would shred themselves like tissue paper before he'd lose consciousness.

That said, he doesn't put up anything resembling a fight and even manages to retract his left arm-blade before Stratton rushes forward, perilously close to getting gutted while trying to wrestle him down. It occurs to him he's grinding his teeth together, and after a conscious effort to work his jaw he manages to blurt out words.

"Release me or I will be forced to resort to self-preservation measures. This unit means you no harm." He says firmly. "But I cannot guarantee your survival if you do not comply."

 

[Viper Actual]

"Release me or I will be forced to resort to self-preservation measures. This unit means you no harm."

Stratton gritted his teeth and glanced between Burman and Lydia. "Yeah? I think the good doctor here begs to differ." Shifting his weight Stratton reached for his earpiece. "Cap! Kepler just shot Burman. We could use some help down here."

When Kepler followed up his statement with a threat Stratton grunted angrily. "You're not really selling this whole idea to us, Kep. You're better off explaining yourself before someone grabs a stungun."

 

[Vudukudu]

Kepler's eyes would narrow if they were capable of it. "Burman is responsible for the death of Doctor Morren. You are actively inhibiting the trial process. Further non-compliance will be met with the use of force." Kepler says. "I believe you are inflicting lasting harm on my existing injuries. It is this unit's prerogative to act in self-preservation."

 

[Spazzycat101]

Lydia Camden
​

'What the fuck, then, is your definition of 'no harm?' Whatever it is it's definitely not the same as mine. Usually when someone says 'no harm' they don't fucking shoot someone!'
Lydia took several deep breaths, then walked carefully across the medbay for some gauze and her stun-gun. She handed the former to Burman, who did his best to endure the pain of applying pressure on a bullet wound.
'Kepler. You mother fucker. You're gonna have to explain more than just 'trial process,' first of all, because usually a trial does not jump straight to the execution. Second, you can't decide that anyway. Third of all, you just shot someone. In. My. Medical bay. If you don't explain this bullshit to everyone, I will gut you like a fucking fish. Okay? In the meantime it's nighty-fucking-night.' Two stun rounds to the face left Kepler unconscious. Lydia then finished up treating Alex--she almost been done anyway--before checking on Alysson again and then moving onto Burman's new wound. She looked both calm in her movements, but coiled like a spring at the same time, ready to snap. Again.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Silas had admittedly taken longer than he expected to get to the medbay. His side was bothering him more than it had earlier. However he did eventually make it down to the medbay, opening the set of doors to find chaos on the other side. His gun was in an alert position, unsure what was going on or who was causing the problems. "What's happening?" Silas asked, noting Burman howling and Kepler on the floor. "Please tell me Kep's not dead."

Burman responded through gritted teeth, "He shot me! He's clearly insane, the tech must be getting to him!" He attempted to sit up a bit. "Damn androids, you should've decommissioned him long ago!"

Silas noted Kepler earlier opting to give his weapon to Silas for an unknown reason. Was Kepler actually being affected this badly? Silas didn't think he was old enough or had enough robotics to cause rampancy. "Can someone explain what's going on?"

Alex was quick to respond. "Your friend shot Burman out of nowhere! My superiors will hear about this."

 

[Dragongal]

Adira had been forced to miss out on the violence, thanks to having to pilot the ship. It was all so sudden, one second she was talking with Silas, and the next, he was grabbing her gun and running out of there as fast as he could limp. Most people wouldn't have been allowed to even reach for her guns, but holy hell did it sound like Silas would need it. There were screams, and gunshots, and then Stratton saying her name. Something about Kepler shooting someone? Odd that the most even-tempered of their group would be the first to snap. What was that about Burman killing someone? Was that the doctor that they had found missing an arm...? Oh no. Adira gritted her teeth as her fingers flipped switches and turned dials, until the ship was safely on an auto-pilot system in FTLT.

Finally, Adira got out of her seat and sprinted to the medical bay, her gun drawn. She came to a halt next to Silas. First she looked upon the mess before her, then she looked to Burman, who has just finished speaking. "You. Shut up. We're not decommissioning someone when we don't know what happened. And you aren't freed of suspicion yet, either." She then looked to Alex and almost hissed, "I'll talk to your superiors myself if need be, don't worry yourself, just focus on your lack of legs. Doctor, please be so kind as to help him with that, I'll do my best to make sure you aren't intruded on further. We can't get Kepler out of here just yet, but we'll stay away from your medical supplies and all."

Adira then looked at Silas, a clear expression of Oh this is gonna suck on her face, then holstered her pistol and went over to where Stratton was by Kepler. "Can you tell me what happened?" Viper Actual

 

[Spazzycat101]

Lydia Camden​

While the rest of the shit continued to go down, Lydia resumed her work, stepping easily around the obstructions. To get him out-of-the-way enough so he’d be easier to treat, Lydia helped Burman up onto the last available bed and rolled it partway across the room so he would still be within Adira’s scolding range. Not that he necessarily needed to be. Because after each of their respective outbursts, and after handing Alysson a thick cloth she could use as a blindfold, the doctor took the two men’s attention and spoke quietly.

‘Alright. You both are going to shut the fuck up unless someone asks you something. When they do you’re gonna answer calmly. You’re in my medbay. And I don’t like it when things are out of order in my medbay. You’re my patients and you’re under my care, and you’ll follow the fucking rules of my medbay. Which means to not fucking talk unless Adira tells you to. Understand?’ She stood up from talking to the two of them just in time to reply to Adira.

‘You’re not gonna get him out of here soon anyway. I broke a rib and both bones in his forearm. He’s going to stay here. Sedated, depending on if he wants to be back on his bullshit or not. Uh, also, next time we can, we’re gonna need to stock back up on painkillers. Because, y’know, the aftermath of amputation hurts like a bitch.’

Lydia then turned back to Burman and retrieved a pair of tweezers from a tray and cleaned it with an alcohol wipe. ‘Alrighty, hold your breath!’ She went about her work while her crew mates then went about theirs.

 

[Viper Actual]

Stratton sighed with relief as the now-enraged doctor subdued Kepler. As much as he wanted to believe the android's words there were undoubtedly better ways to go about it rather than start a gunfight in the midst of the sick and wounded.
Feeling Kepler's body go (somewhat) limp Stratton shook his head and muttered a combination of curses and prayers just as Silas and Adira tumbled through the door.

Looking up, Stratton gestured towards Burman. "He entered the room with his gun drawn. Didn't say anything. He shot Burman and that's when Lydia and I started to subdue him."

Stratton stood up and pulled out Kepler's gun. He ejected the magazine and cleared the chamber before handing everything over to Adira.
"Kepler said that some Dr. Morren had died because of Burman. He also told us that, because of our attempts to stop him, we were interfering with the 'trial process.'"

 

[Dragongal]

Adira took the gun and looked it over, then put the ammo in her jacket pocket while she held the gun in her off hand. She nodded slowly as she listened to Stratton. Justice or not, shooting someone in a medbay wasn't exactly acceptable. But then again, they knew little about how much of this was programmed into him - literally. That also could be a problem, though. "Alright. I say we get Burman out of his line of sight, whether that means moving Burman or Kepler. Be aware, Kepler is armed to the teeth, and we can't exactly rip those blades out of his arms, so we have to avoid provoking him."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Silas sighed quietly at the sudden commotion. He didn't stop Alysson from leaving the medbay, there was too much going on here already. He had thought all their problems were, for the most part, left behind on that asteroid. However due to Kepler's sudden and swift justice, things were heated again. He didn't rule out what Kepler had done as being insane, he had more trust in the cyborg than that. Still, it was odd to see such a calm man abruptly decide to shoot someone they rescued. However, he did say something about Burman killing the other scientist - this was getting messy and he needed to figure out what happened. "Adira, Stratton, help me bring Kep out into the hall. We'll get answers from him when he wakes up. Doc, any idea when that'll be?" He wasn't physically up to help move Kepler, but he could stay in the medbay, weapon in hand in preparation for if Burman was as hostile as Kepler thought.

 

[Spazzycat101]

Lydia Camden
​

Lydia didn’t look up from the bullet she was prying out of flesh. She did still take note of Alysson taking her leave, but because she wasn’t dealing with severe wounds, just severe exhaustion, Lydia decided she’d catch up after she was done with Burman. The ship was only so big, there were only so many places to go.

‘Uuuh, I hit him twice, so—oh come one stop squirming—so I’d guess like, fifteen, twenty minutes. But he’s—would you stop whining it’s just one little bullet—but he’s got all the cyberization stuff, so uuuuuuuh…. I dunno. Should be down for another five minutes at least, but after that, be ready, I guess.’

A metallic tink punctuated her words.

 

[Viper Actual]

As Adira and Silas made the call to move Kepler, Stratton nodded. He kneeled down and grabbed Kepler's right arm. "He's too heavy for a fireman's carry, mind grabbing his other arm, Cap?"
While waiting for Adira to respond Stratton glanced over at Burman and grimaced. I've seen cripples with more balls than this guy. He should try taking a breath before Lydia takes a swing at him too.

Clearing his throat, Stratton spoke up. "Hey Burman, you might want to try and take a deep breath before the good doctor here gives you enough painkillers to give you a month's worth of headache and withdrawal."

 

[Dragongal]

Adira watched Alysson leave, and decided to deal with her later. The noises from Burman didn't bother her, either - it was just annoying that he wouldn't shut up. He could be dealt with later, too - and if he did really kill that scientist, he would be dealt with accordingly. In the meantime, she scowled down at Kepler and mumbled, "Fuck, been a while since I've carried anyone." She moved close and picked up Kepler's other arm, then looked to Stratton. "You'll be pulling most of the weight, I spend more time in the range than the gym." Given that Adira wasn't exactly a big person (to say the least), it was pretty clear that she wouldn't be able to lift even nearly as much as Stratton.

 

[Vudukudu]

Kepler proves easier to move than expected for two capable adults, and after some shuffling he's moved to the nearby maintenance bay. He remains limp for a minute or so, though the electronics embedded into his lymph nodes and adrenal glands are working overtime analyzing his blood make-up and brain activity to figure out what has occurred. Absent Kepler's intervention, they decide on a best course of action. He's been dosing heavily the last few hours, and any further use would drain the reserves or cause other problems. In what is probably a disturbing display, the pores on Kepler's hands open and disgorge small amounts of milky-looking blood onto the floor to clear his system before they seal back up, leaving no sign of injury behind.

The computers continue their rapid decision-making and find no cause for concern until the diagnostics on his eyes finish. Kepler awakens a short minute or two later, blind and with both of his arm-blades withdrawn. He remains still as he comes to, not keen on giving away his consciousness for the moment. Inhaling through his nose, he picks up the scent of oil and sweat and pieces together his location. He cycles through each of his available visual options, and finds all disabled for now. Evidently, he'd suffered high voltage or some sort of concussive blast to the head. He'd have to get that looked at.

"Adira-Captain." He finally says, turning his head towards her by sense of smell. "My visual capacity has been.. compromised. I will require the attention of a neuro-cyber-specialist if it does not self-correct soon." He says. "But that can wait until after Burman's trial and sentencing conclude." He moves one arm slowly and his hand slips into his robe, producing a data-pad. "You will find on this device a recording which attributes Doctor Morren's death to the actions of Burman. Having heard it, I chose to deceive the crew and Burman by stating I could not repair this device. This measure was intended to put Burman at ease. If he were a saboteur or otherwise dangerous, announcing that I had uncovered his treachery may have led to unacceptable consequences. Instead, I took action guaranteed to mitigate the threat at no threat to the crew, the ship, or myself. Even if Burman is not dangerous, he failed to uphold his duty to protect and assist his fellow man and is guilty of murder by negligence. A damaged knee is barely punishment for his failure to act appropriately." He explains quickly and calmly. He tenderly extends his hand holding the data-pad out, offering it for someone to take off his hands.

"You should also inform the Doctor and Master Stratton that if they ever assault me in such a manner again, I will reply with the use of force. They greatly endangered themselves by behaving in that manner and I wish them to understand, for their safety, that this unit wishes for their good health but cannot guarantee it if this unit is threatened by them."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Once the play button was pressed, there was a deafening static and loud pangs as someone prepared the recorder. The sound clicked and the static mostly disappeared, no doubt from the user plugging in the audio jack from her suit into the recorder. "This is Morren," Said the voice near instantly, her tone felt exhausted and sapped of strength. "I think I'm going to die. I got... my arm, I'm hurt bad. I'm just outside the Logistic, but Burman's not letting me in. I don't know what's going on. I don't know why he's leaving me out here to die." There was a long pause, and then she finished, "My key card isn't working. Burman shut me out entirely... Stars save me."

Silas was still inside the medbay, separated from Adira, Stratton and Kepler by the double set of airlock doors and unable to hear the conversation on the other side. He gripped his pistol in his hand, but was almost certain there wouldn't be any more trouble. He figured Kepler had his reasons - Silas just wasn't sure what caused it. But he was certain Kep would be able to clear his name.

As Lydia worked on Burman, he continued his obnoxious cries of pain while Alex looked uncertainly over at him. Although they were dying down, Burman was still ranting on about Haanson Labs making sure "the evil psychotic robot" couldn't get a job ever again.

Silas largely ignored Burman's threats. He seemed more like a lackey who weaseled his way into a field position. For the most part, Silas was more worried in general for Kepler's... justice? Was that what he could call it? Silas would need to inquire more about Kepler's form of justice. Silas would prefer to not have scientists get shot on his ship. But if Burman was as much of a threat as he thought, Silas wouldn't completely drop his guard. As he watched Lydia work, he casually said, "If he keeps wailing any longer I'm going to need something for a headache."

 

[Spazzycat101]

Lydia Camden​

Every continuous five minutes that Alex did not shut his fucking face hole, Lydia discreetly dialed down his anasthetic. Usually she would wait at least a couple hours longer before switching him to a less hardcore alternative designed more for recovery than surgery, but he was being a dipshit right now, and Lydia was already more than a little irritated.

‘Same,’ she grumbled in response to Silas’s comment while she finished stitching up Burman’s wound. Lydia then hooked him up to a light pain reliever. It would ease his suffering enough that he stopped squealing like a pig, but the pain would linger such that it would discourage any desire to walk around. Partially to keep him from worsening his wound so quickly, and secondly because however fucked up Kepler’s intrusion may have been, Lydia now held Burman in a slightly skeptical light and didn’t want him trotting around the ship at his leisure.

 

[Dragongal]

Adira was glad that they managed to drag Kepler into the room and not leave him in the hallway. That being said, Stratton had done most of the heavy lifting. When Kepler woke up, Adira held her pistol loosely in her hand, ready to fire, but not appearing actively threatening. Not that it mattered, since apparently Kepler was temporarily blind. She took the data pad from him and rather gently said, "Kepler. You should have contacted Silas or I privately. 'Trials' and 'judgement' on this ship are not to be determined by a single person, and not in the manner that you did. I understand the desire to bring quick justice and protect the crew - stars know I do. But, Burman was not an immediate threat to the crew. We will accept the small risk of keeping him alive for him to be punished later - unless his crimes become more egregious, such as any attempt on the lives of any of us. Then he may be executed. Stratton knows what you said, because he heard you, and i will relay the message to Lyida, though I am going to warn you that if you had hurt them back there, you would have made yourself an enemy of the crew."

Adira looked to the data pad in her hands and turned on the recording. As she listened to the terrified voice of the scientist, Adira looked to Stratton. Her jaw was clenched and her knuckles white as she handed him the recorder. Once it ended, she said to Stratton, "You hold this. Watch Kepler. Don't let him get hurt, but also don't let him out of your sight." She walked out of the room and over to the armory. A few moments later, she threw open the door to the medical bay, walked up to the screeching Burman, and handcuffed him to the rail of the hospital bed. "There we go! Not like you were gonna walk anyway, right?" she said with a grin as she made sure the cuff was painfully tight on his wrist before stepping back. "Doctor, I hope you don't mind, but we can't take him out of the medical bay anyway right now, with his destroyed leg that's still bleeding, and, well, it's this or leaving someone - besides you - to guard him." Adira looked down at Burman and scowled. "Shut your fucking mouth before I put a gag on you. You're lucky this nice doctor has been putting up with your noise at all, you worthless bastard."

Adira looked to SIlas and announced, with a wry smile on her face, "Kepler told the truth."

 

[Viper Actual]

Stratton wiped the sweat from his forehead as Kepler was finally outside the medbay and out of harm's way from Lydia. When Adira spoke he did nothing but remain silent and study Kepler's every move, breath and shifting gaze- even though he was blind. The former soldier tensed up and nearly yanked his sidearm out of its holster when Kepler reached for the datapad but quickly relaxed when he saw it for what it actually was.
As Kepler spoke and Adira replied Stratton continued to remain silent. Threat or not he wasn't some rookie grunt with a fragile ego- there was no point in a verbal or physical retaliation to something that might as well be a death threat coming from someone like Kepler.

On top of that he wasn't the boss. Hell, he was originally there to observe and report. Whatever headache this mess caused would be on Adira and, hopefully, Burman himself. Before Adira left Stratton nodded towards the datapad. "If you want me to pull some strings and let WS know I can make it happen. Just give me the word, Cap."

As the captain left Stratton grabbed hold of the datapad and tucked it in between his armored chest plate and the coveralls underneath, keeping it safely secured. Glancing at Kepler he sighed. "Don't know a lot of blind androids. Doc hit anything particular? Anything I can help you with?"

Vudukudu Dragongal

 

[Vudukudu]

Kepler lips curl downward ever so slightly. “This unit would prefer not to be called an android.” He says bluntly. “Androids are an affront to the Machine God, a sin of the sacred metal masquerading as the weak flesh. This one is merely impure and toiling for salvation. Human, like you.”

He clears his throat, then turns his head as if looking about the room. “Unless you are an accredited neuro-surgeon I suspect you will not be of any help. I also wish to make it known that I bear no personal animosity towards you. My warnings regarding your potential safety are a product of my martial arts training, which included no non-lethal techniques. If I am made to fight back in a melee scenario, I am ill-equipped for anything but efficient termination.”

“I am going to scratch an itch now, Sir Stratton. I would prefer not to be shot for it, so I will be sure to move very slowly.” He finishes, then raises his right hand agonizingly slowly, moving barely centimeters every second to eventually relieve the itch on his chin.

 

[Viper Actual]

"Gotcha'," replied Stratton. "I apologize."

When the andr-, sorry, impure Human being, began to talk about neuro-surgeons, non-lethal techniques and termination Stratton's initial reaction was to remain perfectly silent and listen to what Kepler said. Once he was finished, Stratton shrugged lightly which created the sound of metal plating rubbing against his synthweave coveralls. "Sorry, no surgeon in any way. For the record I don't hold any grudges against you but then again I wasn't the one who got shot."

Stratton paused and sighed, glancing over at the medbay doors before continuing; "It was quite the stunt you pulled and while I understand the purpose of your tactic I'm gonna have to agree with Cap on this one. You should be glad it ended the way it did."

"I do appreciate you not impaling me against the wall though," said Stratton, snickering.

In response to Kepler's obvious witty and sarcastic warning regarding the itch Stratton couldn't help but smile and shake his head slowly. "You're quite the character, Kep. Quite the character."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Silas relaxed against the wall as he overlooked the various injured being tended to by Lydia. He didn't look very interested, medicine was never his specialty. He always found comfort in metallic ship hulls and predictable energy fields. Sure, he was an engineer of many things, and simply a general mechanic, but Silas' real specialty was in his craftsmanship with spacecrafts. He had a tendency to start tracing lines in the hull plating and guessing where certain aspects were behind it - wiring, bracers, struts. He knew this ship inside and out, and found himself oftentimes daydreaming about improvements. Silas, not paying much attention to what was going on in the medbay, admitted to himself that he was a rather lousy guard. At least nothing was actually happening.

Then the door crashed open and Adira ran inside. He stood just slightly more at attention than before, still propped against the wall. He raised his eyebrow just slightly at her determined antics, cuffing Burman near instantly. "Are you the judge, jury and executioner now too?" He asked the captain. To anyone else he probably looked lazy, overly casual and unresponsive. However, Silas and Adira knew each other long enough - He trusted Adira with his life, and knew if she had a conviction, most of the time it was correct. Or, at least, aimed in the right direction. He was casual with her actions as opposed to Keplers entirely on the basis of how well he knew her comparitively.

When she finished her last words about Kepler being correct, Silas chuckled a bit. "Knew it. I'll get Kep a drink when we land. Assuming he drinks at all."

Silas looked over at Burman, who clearly understood he'd been caught. "Want to explain yourself?" Silas asked.

"I need to justify myself?" Burman scoffed. "Imagine being stuck on that asteroid with potentially hundreds of those alien fucks! Would you open the door to let some snobby officer back inside when it could mean the death of both you and her? I did it to survive! It's not like I shot her myself! It was a situation of survival of the fittest. And Morren wasn't fit to survive. If she booked it back to the ship like I did after that explosion, maybe she'd be alive right now."

"Burman..." Alex's raspy voice responded, lifting his head and staring over at his colleague with a pang of regret. "You really let Morren die?"

"Are you not listening to what I've been saying? She was a goner the second she decided to linger around the station."

Alex clearly didn't find any comfort in the words. "Morren was our friend, not just some officer! I wish that man shot you in the head now. I can't believe you'd be such an animal, given the chance."

 

[Spazzycat101]

Lydia Camden​

Burman’s wound was taken care of, so Lydia didn’t have much to do except clean up, which in and of itself didn’t take long either. So when Adira marched in and handcuffed Burman down, the doctor was ready with a snide ‘you don’t need to worry about that.’ She was just sitting down in a chair when Burman made his ‘survival of the fittest’ comment.

Her head snapped toward him. As they did with agitation, the cybernetics in her eyes glared yellow.

In calm movements, Lydia strode over to the freezer in the corner of the medbay, took the arm still in the plastic bag, walked back over and hit Burman in the head rather forcefully with Morren’s disembodied hand. Nothing too serious, not like a concussion, but it would definitely leave a heavy bruise on his face. She then returned the arm to the freezer and went back to her chair.

‘Survival of the fittest isn’t a thing anymore. Not with people. Because that’s what a goddam society is for. That’s the whole point of it, for people to take care of each other so that everyone survives.

‘You know, it would have been really easy for me not to take that bullet out of you, and let infection slowly eat you away. Would’ve been real easy for us to just fly on past the Nightmare Asteroid, leave you to suffocate and starve once your air ran out. Would’ve been real easy for us to take one look at you and walk away, leave you to the fate of whatever. Instead we went out of our way and put ourselves in danger to help you, because that’s what people do for each other. That’s human fucking compassion. Go ahead and talk survival of the fittest when you’re hunting for your food alone in the deep backwoods of some distant, uninhabited moon. Until then, you shut your fucking mouth or I will stitch it shut for you.’

 

[Vudukudu]

Kepler turns his head towards Stratton. “I believe there has been a new disturbance in the med-bay. I am obligated by my code of ethics to continue the trial process, regardless of Adira-Captain’s polite requests. I have worn chains for masters before, but I will not wear them again, even for a benevolent one.” He says, then slowly rises to his feet.

“In my present state I am of no clear or present danger. I humbly request you transfer me to the next room where I can hear the defendant.“ He finishes, folding his hands together in front of him.

 

[Viper Actual]

Glancing towards the medbay doors and then back at Kepler, Stratton frowned. "Well, I'd prefer if you didn't but then again I don't think I have any good odds trying to stop you from doing what you want." Crossing his arms, Stratton positioned himself in front of Keler. "No tricks, Kep. There won't be any hesitation on my end."

With a gentle hand Stratton guided Kepler towards the doors and, once opened, he nodded towards Silas and Adira with an annoyed expression. He guided Kepler towards the side and motioned for him to seat himself on a chair next to the door. "He's still blind, don't worry."

"He wanted to 'hear the defendant'. Wasn't much use in trying to stop him," said Stratton, shrugging. Once Kepler was seated Stratton stood next to him watching the cyborg like an eagle.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Silas watched silently from his spot at the door. There was a lot of traffic coming in and out of the medbay, so he made sure to keep an eye on who was exiting and who was entering. When Burman spoke up, it was clear he had realized he was currently on a ship with no escape from his captors. "I locked myself on the ship after Alex detonated the charge. I had no way of knowing Morren was out there, or even alive. What good would it do to get myself killed by leaving the door open for her? Alex and Morren were nowhere to be found. I thought I was the sole survivor. I was wrong, but that didn't stop me from trying to survive."

Silas, once again, rolled his eyes. At this point he was entirely sure Burman just wanted to weasel his way out of a judgement. Silas didn't speak up though, preferring to hear what their justice-bound cyborg had to say. Or their Waning Stars official.