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GM- Is it alright to use one of the PC races from Alien Archives 2?
Actually, looking back at the CRB I think I'll make a mystic.
I was kind of thinking of making a melee solarian if everyone would be cool with that, otherwise I could check out the mystic so we had a healer, I'm good either way.
This isn't looking too good for us is it.
Netharan crumples down to the ground at the feet of the zombie once again. "Not again....", Netharan thinks to himself as his world goes dark one more time.
Netharan, swaying due to the damage he has taken, tries to steady his aim and guess what the zombie is going to do next.
Netharan struggles to stand up, aims his pistol at the zombie, wavers for a moment, then squeezes off a shot. "Please hit, please hit, please hit!", Netharan thinks to himself.
Netharan feels the strength get pulled from him and falls to the ground at the zombies feet.
Netharan, knowing it's risky but not having much room to maneuver, lines up a second shot on the zombie. The shot goes wide!
I've got to take my time, rookie mistake!, Netharan thinks to himself.
On Miles' signal, Netharan squeezes his trigger and takes a shot at the closest zombie as Miles throws his Starknife.
Netharan motions to the rest of the group trying to indicate that he saw two more of the zombies up ahead. He readied his pistol and lined up a shot, waiting to see what the zombies did.
"After we have a breather we will explore some more. Hopefully we can figure out what is going on around here. I feel like someone knows more than they are letting us know.", Netharan muses to himself and the group as he starts reloading his pistols clip with spare ammo.
"I'm not sure, but I think we need some higher tech weapons than we may have right now to make it work.", Netharan muses to Miles. "I'm no expert at this though if someone else knows more about this kind of thing and wants to take a look at it."
Netharan readies another attack, hoping they finish the creature off soon.
"Thanks for the boost Atrios!", Netharan shouts as he looks around for the creature who had disappeared again. Readied Action:
Netharan also ducks into the room, moving a little to the south of Miles, keeping his head on a swivel. "It seems that our attacks aren't doing as much damage as they should be. Anyone have any ideas?" Readied Action:
Netharan has his pistol ready and is scanning the room with his flashlight, covering Miles. He is prepared to shoot this creature if it shows itself again. Readied Action:
With Miles taking a minute to catch his breath after the zombie attack, Netharan takes a few steps forward and runs his flashlight over the room, looking for anymore threats.
Seeing Miles move up, Netharan knows he might be a target for the creature, but holds his ground. He steadies himself as he still does not look 100% and focuses on the zombie, squeezing off a shot.
Netharan, seeing the zombie lunging toward Miles, lines up a shot as the creature moved toward the group.
Netharan, seeing Miles glance his way, nods his assent to move forward into the hallway.
Netharan, keeping his flashlight on as much as the room as possible, sees the body floating and says to the group, "Let's check out this body. I'll keep a look out."
Arriving at the front of the cave, Netharan pulls out his pistol and flashlight. He turns on the flashlight and sweeps it across the cave, looking around for anything out of the ordinary and keeping his pistol at the ready.
Netharan takes a second to scan the area hoping to notice a way to get off of this rock. "Well this isn't great is it. Is there a way for us to contact the Ambassador from here and let him know we are stranded?, Netharan asks the group.
"All right, this is a little unnerving, but at the moment we don't really have an option other than to trust you. Let's get moving to check out the rock and then get back to the station."
"This is a bit disconcerting. You look like Atrios but I'm guessing you are not exactly the Atrios we know. What exactly are your intentions here?", Netharan asks as he takes a step back from the tear, unconsciously raising his pistol a little before catching himself.
Jumping back from the laser blast, Netharan sticks his head into the doorway scanning the corners of the room for any more threats. "Atrois, are you all right?" ,Netharan asks, concerned for his teammates well being.
Netharan tosses Tetch a clip, containing 9 rounds. "I've got some extra rounds, best for us both to be ready."
Netharan walks up next to Miles, checking his pistols magazine. "I think that is a good idea Miles. We can finish checking the ship on the way to the rock. Does that work for you captain?"
"It is a bit larger than I thought it would be. We should probably get it back to the shuttle and we may as well stock up on any food we need while we are here." Netharan says to Miles.
"I think we should head toward the port cargo hold and collect the ambassadors package. I think we would also clear out the rest of the Akatas that way."
Netharan levels his pistol at the Akata that Miles just sprayed with saltwater, hoping to get a good shot in before it moves.
He doubles over as a wave of nausea comes over him, causing him to miss his target.
As they approach the door to engineering, Netharan pulls his pistol and takes the safety off, ready for the creatures on the other side of the door.
"Let's head to engineering and give Atrios a hand trying to rig something up for the cargo hold. Just everyone be on the lookout for more of those creatures!" Netharan says to the team while loading a clip with the salt water covered bullets. To Tetch, Netharan say, "I'm with you. I'm not to low on ammo but one can never have enough in a situation like this."
"Might as well head to the cargo hold, see if we can find the ambassadors package."
"Sounds good to me. Perhaps we could somehow rig one of my clips of bullets to be covered in salt water or we could coat your starknife, if you are still going to be upfront.", Netharan muses to Miles.
Netharan chuckles somewhat darkly and mutters, "I guess its good to know what could happen to me if I don't kick this disease. Wish I would have paid a little more attention to the medicine training during basic training."
While getting up from the chair, Netharan begins coughing in an uncontrollable manner and sits back down. "Maybe we should take a rest before moving on after all. Looks like we could seal the doors and be relatively safe."
"I agree with Miles. We may as well get going, sitting around here isn't getting the job done any faster." Netharan quickly reloads his pistol and moves with Miles.
"Have you two explored anywhere else on the ship?", Netharan asks the goblins. "We could use any information you have before we move on."
"Atrios, did you find anything in the logs?", Netharan asks from the chair he is resting in.
Netharan would love to help out, but is still seeing double. "I'm going to have to rest for a few minutes before I'm any help. I'm feeling a bit off." He finds a seat near Miles and takes a breather, trying not to show how ill he really feels.
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