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"Get away from Clemens. Right. Now." Ripley growled, taking a step towards the Runner, eyes narrowed and sounding like a mother scolding her child.
The Dragon snarled, looking between her and the trembling medic. It seemed to be confused whether to obey its instincts, or to obey its adopted Queen.
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The lieutenant let out a quiet whimper and rolled over onto her other side and latched onto the medic's arm. "Don't let me go..." Were the words fearfully whispered from the sleeping woman's lips.
He rolled over, wrapping an arm around her and kissing the top of her head. He had no intention of letting her go.
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"You know...I was married once. And I had a daughter," Ripley murmured softly, leaning her head against the medic's chest. "But neither of those have a happy end."
“It seems happy endings aren’t really your forte,” he stroked her back tenderly, trying to be comforting. “Given that your story has taken you to this place.”
"Clemens," Ripley growled, obviously half-awake as she tried pushing the medic away. "Stop hogging the blankets."
“They’re my blankets,” he mumbled sleepily. “Go get your own.”
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⋅ Though aware of the human subject’s presence, the cyborg remained unaffected by it, and stoically kept watch on the forward bow. Her body heat was read through the the tinted glasses of its sunglasses. When her gaze lasted too long for standard human interaction, the humanoid H-K slowly adjusted its neck to peer at her through its peripheral vision.
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Her head lifted in the complete and utter darkness of her current residence. As in many other cases, she had taken this vessel and claimed it for herself-- it was, for the most part, private and undisturbed.
Yes it wasn’t.
She could sense something. This was enough to push her into an investigation of the surrounding area, though not enough to completely force her from her future nest. The dark was comforting, for it acted as her cover.
Without caution or hesitation, she made her way forward-- the desire for blood was festering within her mind.
She was on the hunt.
