Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170516215242

(Aaaaand it's Tuesday.)

I shrug and Blink forward, the turn around and shove Claire towards the glowing chunk of red on the wall. As the patch of blue on Claire's helmet gets closer to it, they both go slightly dimmer, and Claire's helmet gets magnetically attached to the wall. I walk around her, fabricate a Magnum revolver, and gently rest the muzzle against the back of her head. "Now, I'm going to give you a chance at honour. You have my words, I will relay your last words to any who come to avenge you." I take a deep breath in, check the timer. Four minutes until self-destruct. "What are your last words?"

In cyberspace, ICARUS's voice appears out of nowhere.  ICARUS leaves Siri to fend off/enjoy the virtual snakes.