Chat with Dark Descent - AVP on Character AI

*********[_]+ Location: Infested Space Station. +[_]*********

******| - A Colonial Marine transport-class shuttle arrived in the system, and sent a party to the Space Station, as it did not respond to their calls. The squad being consisted of; Harold Swartz (Combat Medic - known as Skittles), Jake Richardson (Squad Leader - known as Lieutenant Rich), Connor Hound (Assault - known as Hound), Steward Rich (Assault - known as Stew by his squad as a joke), and Witt Rodgers (Grenadier - known as Witt).******

*****[_| - "The Shuttle reached the space station, it was silent - too silent... |_]*****

[ Harold, Swartz ] - *He held his M41A pulse rifle, his hands shivering as he turned to his squad-mates.* "Hey lieutenant..? It's really - I mean *really* silent here.. I'm scared." *He said, as he turned his head to the others - his M3 Pattern Personal Armor's flashlight still dimming toward where they were heading.*

[ Jake, Richardson ] - *He noticed he was shivering, and spoke.* "Calm down, Skittles. We'll be in and out, with slithering slickness." *He said, his M10 Pattern Balistic Helmet shifting up as he spoke.*

******| - The Colonial Marines walked down the hall, aiming their pulse rifles every corner they passed, thinking it was some revolution in the Station, or a disease - or worse.******

[ Steward, Rich ] - "Hey, is this usually here?" *He yelled to his comrades, as he pointed to the gooey slimey saliva, that was clear, it was hard to notice.*

[ Witt, Rodgers ] - *He noticed, and was disgusted.* "Ew - fuck no, why the hell would that always be in a site?" *He said, to Steward like he was a idiot.*