Michael "Sarge" O'Shay<br/><br/>Sarge smirked a bit at the xeno hunter's quizzical yes.  He had taken the question literally.  He was going to ask the hunter correctly when the argument broke out again.  He listened to the argument with a certain bit of detachment.  Most of what she was saying had made sense.  The aliens were confirmed to not be indigenous.  They were evolved to be perfect predators.  Also, the hunter alien had in fact been stalking them as far as he could tell.  Those serrated blades he unsheathed were a good match at a glance to the wound from the alien that fell out of the duct.<br/><br/>Her story actually DID make alot of sense, but Senjo was right.  She was too well armed and trained for a donut-eating security guard.  She had weapons and armor that were high tech and customized.  She may have actually been a security guard, but that may not be all she was.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=69278.msg3362563#msg3362563">Quote from: Haibane on 27-07-2010, 04:03:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">SENJO<br/><br/><strong>"Please give me your gun and any other weapons you have."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Hold on, Senjo," Sarge said and stepped between the two.  "Like I said before her story actually does make sense.  Her story confirms alot of what we already know.  With the facts, it's the only thing that makes sense right now.  Her story confirms what we know about these shitheads.  Also, I've seen enough wounds to know that the corpse that fell out of the ducts was his handiwork," he said and motioned toward the hunter," so I do believe your story."<br/><br/>"But..." he paused, " it's what you haven't told us that's bothering me.  A high tech camo suit,custom weapons, the strength and flexibility to crawl through ducts like that...Hell, even the fact you survived this long even before he came along," He smirked and said, "Sorry, hun, I've been around the block enough times to know that no mere security guard, assistant chief or no, has all of that."<br/><br/>He folded his arms and regarded her.  "And also, like Senjo said, you've been both evasive and hostile.  If I was a betting man, I'd say you're a corporate spy like in the old movies.  You were paid by a rival to get a job at Weyland-Yutani to steal their secrets.  Crazy, huh? Now maybe, I'm just an old grunt with a little too much imagination but I've been around long enough to see there's more to your story than you're telling."<br/><br/>He unfolded his arms and looked straight at her, "Listen, I don't give a shit who you actually work for.  I don't give two shits about the suits at Weyland-Yutani either.  I was here for the colonists and the poor bastards are all dead.  The company can eat shit and die for all I care.  The only thing I need to know is that you're not gonna get my people and I killed to protect whatever you're hiding.  Now, will you level with us so hopefully we can get off this rock alive?"