[color=#008080;]OOC[/color]Wow it's darn near impossible to prevent typos when doing this on a phone. Hope I got them.
[color=#008080;]IC (400)[/color][font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(105,105,105);]Eventually he realized that these strange creatures, Toa, Matoran, and beasts alike, were generally friendly. They had apparently banded together, and he guessed that the broken body on the floor had been a common enemy. They were powerful, no doubt. It might be prudent to stay with them, though, from the sound if they were planning a little exploration expedition that he wished to take no part in. He wondered if he would ever become a common enemy.Eventually it breached the thick barriers in his mind that they all had some sort of identification number. It wasn't a name, but apparently some of them had adopted it a such. Still unsure what 400 actually meant, he was a bit reticent to let it represent his identity. He guessed it wasn't up to him, at any rate. He did not want to just become another number: easily forgotten, vulnerable, like an exposed vein.The current talk about leadership and directions was worrying him. He didn't think any of them should be nominated to lead a bunch of panicked crew members around in this nightmarish place. We are all going to die soon here anyway, why go seek out a quicker means to an end? The darkened hall looked just as dangerous as the one with a few lights. If there are more common enemies like the one this lot already dispatched, possibly they would be alright, however. As long as that's the only other thing out there, he told himself, though he knew otherwise. His suit kept a running tally of the votes for the lit hallway, and calculated the percent of how likely it was that they would end up on that course of doomed pursuit.His suit chirped faintly in his ear. He realized that a newcomer had approached the group, walking quickly into his fields of vision with a hand outstretched. Lest this one add to the archaic votes that promised them certain death down that abandoned hall, he spoke up."I'm staying in here, in case more of the crew wakes up, and because I have no desire to seek out destruction. It would be nice if someone else stayed as well, but I am not going down any hallways unless it leads to a pleasant garden, or a way out of this trap."[/color][/font]
Edited by Funcle K., Jul 04 2013 - 08:38 PM.