Alien: Predation [cryosabre]

[Albedo28]

(Dex roll: 10)

Despite having a few seconds to make your decision you come to your choice and bolt for the rooms nearby, finding some lockers standing at the far wall that could fit a person inside you rush past the metal crates that lined the room and move to open the door to slip inside and lay low. Sadly as you grab the handle, your fingers fumble with the mechanism while you hear the sounds of the alien hissing in the hall outside and when you open the door, more loudly than you intended you look over your shoulder to see the dark image of the beastly thing standing there, its thin black frame a stark contrast to the while walls. Hiding here wasn't going to work and the only way out that didn't require running past the alien was through the service hatch in the wall to your left, barely large enough to crawl through once the door was opened. Of course, that would require the alien giving you time to get there.

[cryosabre]

Becca's whole body was shaking with fear, the thought of having to go through having her body ravished again by whatever the fuck that thing was almost making burst into tears, no...fuck...please not again....please she mutters under her breath at she eyes the service hatch. There really wasn't a choice in it all, she had to try and escape and she would be damned if she was going to willingly submit to this thing. Taking a deep breath, Becca suddenly bolts for the service hatch to her left and attempts to dive into it, every fiber of her being hoping that she was going to be quick enough to evade another round of rape by the alien.

[Albedo28]

(Dex roll: 3)

Rushing toward the access hatch you jump over one of the boxes in the way impressed with how much air you manage to get and feeling like you just might have a chance at escaping with your brilliant start. Of course before you even touch the ground you feel a pair of large spidery hands grip your sides before the things tail wraps around your waist and brings you down hard upon the crate you'd cleared, pulling you back to the edge so your ass and legs hung off the side closest to the alien. Your already damaged clothes doing little to protect you as you feel the thing's hard slick body rubbing up against yours, its hands pushing you against the crate though your arms were free. A long drawn out hiss emanates from behind you as drops of warn spit plop against the back of your suit.