Just a silly bit of text RP fun (since none of my RL friends are into that…well and we don’t have a proper GM). Pretty much we each create our own part of a (hopefully coherent) story, we each have our own characters, they each have their own background and vaguely defined part to play in the story, and we pretty much just write more as we go (feel free to ask myself or others less lame than I to clarify that later if you need it). Anyway:
“We can’t just leave them here!” Xil’s projection changed to more effectively display outrage.
“I know how you feel, but our lives are more important than the cargo. Remember what happened to Ferl?” Pol re-transmitted the memory to Xil.
“YOU SICK BASTARD! How can you think of that and still not feel the least bit sympathetic to them?”
“Xil! You aren’t thinking rationally. Ferl was just as much a friend of mine as yours, and if I could do anything to help those poor people back in the hold I WOULD. But we aren’t even equipped with weapons, what can we hope to do to stop an Oln patrol ship?”
“…”
“Exactly, now come on, if we don’t jet out of here soon…”
“I know” Xil’s projection flickered off “Ferl and the rest of the humans wont be the only ones ‘converted’ by the Oln”