[ It’s quiet, besides the store’s music and the chatter between Marine and Fishee. ]
[ Everything is calm. ]
[ They were scavenging, grabbing food to restock the base. They were just heading back. ]
[ Marine had believed they had time… ]
[ tic, tic, tic. ]
[ BCHK. ]
[ Marine freezes. The lights. The lights had shut off. ]
[ They were in the middle of the store. ]
[ Marine immediately pulled out the crowbar from his backpack, keeping it at his side. ]
“ Fuck. Fuck, fuck, shit! “
-don’t even have to use the tag
// Fishee stayed still for a bit longer then Marine. It turned it's head to him, fingers squirming and twitching with restrained instincts. //
" .. Marine.. yoa said we had time.."
// the words came out quiet. //
// he REALLY wanted to attack, but he'd seen what Marine had done to others of his kind before. Especially with that crowbar.. //


















