(( Geez this RP is moving fast<img alt="8O" src="./images/smilies/icon_eek.gif" title="Shocked"/>. Though I kind of like that. ))<br/><br/>Glaive did a quick glance into each room he passed by but so far had failed to find someone. He was starting to worry that the goo had gotten to the crew members already and he was the sole survivor. Though he wouldn't have minded that so much except for the fact of the deadly pool of blackness that was swirling above his head. Though that thought was soon erased from his mind as the pheromones that were drifting through the halls took hold of his mind. Glaive's willpower was strong, but he could only hold back from completely going hysteric over eating whatever it was that was making him so hungry. Each empty room he came across only made his heart sink deeper and the intoxicating pheromones grow stronger.<br/>When Glaive made it to the medlab he found himself salivating and his stomach growled in earnest for food. He opened the door and found several people inside. And there lying on a bed was Captain Amin and strangely enough he looked absolutely scrumptious.<br/><br/>"Food..." Glaive said monotonously as he approached Amin, licking his lips.