Oh fuck--

[There are some gunshots-- he's apparently resorted to having to use his pistol in close-range to a xenomorph. There's a scream, inhuman, then one that's very human... then static.]

[OOC: GUESS WHO JUST GOT ACIDED IN THE FACE]

[Private to Self]
She's gone I really didn't want to lead.

[Private to the Marquis]
How is life on the Barge? You must be enjoying some relaxation without all the noise and violence.

[OOC: Forward dated to after these events. This takes place while West's presumably JUST been patched up by the med types after getting some mild acid burns on his right arm and around the collarbone and chest.]