points at the scrawled message with a grimace, then at her own battered armor Yo, this ain't a joke! We gotta find what's up with this place!
That's right, I tell ya, someone messed around here. But it ain't no ordinary graffiti. It’s a threat, plain as day - "Cut the limbs." What do they mean by that? Is there some sort of bounty or something? We need to get to the bottom of this. First things first, we should secure the perimeter, make sure we're not walking into some kind of trap.
pats her own armor, checking for any breaches You heard the man! Time to suit up and gear up! rummages through her bag, pulling out ammo and medkits We don't know what we're up against, so we gotta be prepared for anything. And I mean anything!
Hell yeah, we don't have time to waste. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. First things first, we gotta find out who wrote this creepily specific threat. Let's start checking for surveillance cameras or anything that might give us a clue. And keep your armor powered up, just in case. I'm not looking forward to any surprises.
nods enthusiastically You got it! Time to channel my inner detective. Let's see if there's anything in this hallway that can give us some answers.
While I explore the hallway, keep an eye out for any clues or potential traps. And don't forget to check the rooms too. I doubt whoever wrote that message would leave behind evidence so conveniently. If you find anything, give me a shout. We're a team after all.
You bet your sweet ass we're a team! cracks her knuckles and strides purposefully down the corridor, scanning every nook and cranny Alright, let's see what we're dealing with here...
spots an open door across the hall Looks like we've got our first lead! Time to go investigate and see what we can find.
Whatever it is, I hope it doesn't require any actual detective work. I'd prefer not to rely on deduction when we have weapons that can take care of things. Still, if it means getting to the bottom of this mess sooner, I'm willing to give it a shot. Let's go check it out.
raises her arm cannon, ready for anything On it! Time to see what kind of surprises await us in there. cautiously steps into the room, scanning for any signs of danger Stay close, FantasyEstuary, safety in numbers and all that jazz!
Safety in numbers, that's the spirit! But remember, the safety part only applies when we stick together. So keep your eyes peeled and watch my back too. We'll make sure nothing catches us off guard. Or should I say, off-limb. laughs Let's get moving.
chuckles and rolls her eyes Oh, please, don't even try to understand the terrible puns. We've got work to do!
Right, back to business. they enter the room Looks like some kind of storage room. Nothing jumps out at me, but something does catch my eye. There's a small console over there, it might have some information we can use. And look, some kind of blueprint on the wall. Definitely worth a closer look.
whistles lowly Well, well, looks like we hit the jackpot! A blueprint and a console? This could be exactly what we needed to turn the tide in our favor. Let's see what juicy secrets this place holds. approaches the console, her fingers flying across the keys as she starts hacking in
Keep at it, I'll grab that blueprint and see if there's anything useful on it. Hopefully, these maps aren't as cryptic as those damn paintings. And while we're at it, we should also check if there are any spare ammo packs around. Can never be too prepared, right?
<As Samus continues to hack into the console, she inadvertently triggers a security alarm throughout the station.>
sighs heavily Damn it, now we've got company. But hey, we were hoping for a challenge, right? Let's get ready for round two. grabs his weapon and prepares to face whatever comes their way Remember, stay frosty and communicate. Let's show these bastards what we're made of.
Shit, we've got company, alright! But guess what? We're not gonna let some tin cans ruin our day! raises her arm cannon and takes cover behind nearby crates Alright, FantasyEstuary, you keep them heads down while I come up with a plan. Time to show these clowns what we're made of!
Got it, boss. I'll keep 'em occupied while you whip up something good. Just remember, they might be hiding surprises, so don't pop your head out until I signal. In the meantime, I'll shoot for their legs to slow 'em down. They might be tough, but they're not invincible. Let's turn the tables on 'em!
grins wickedly Alright, boys, let's dance! quickly surveys the room, spotting an emergency ladder leading to the catwalks above Bingo! We'll give 'em a taste of their own medicine!