The tentacle retracted, whipping about as a spray if purplish blood and golden slime went everywhere. Ami used the time well dropping to her knees and rolling to the weaon, her fingets narly on it before a tentacled slapped it away as now being prone those tenacles reacted to restrain her first as the creature slapped the weapon away. It's grip tightened on her arms as she struggled to get free the othe cdrifting down to her crotch rubbing against it (are they full bodied suits?)

It was attempting to restrain her but this one wriggle to much to fully to immoblize he just yet ...

http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/ ... _Batsi.jpg

(I guess it looks somethang lik that minus the helmet)

Hope struggles hopelessly against the green slime that has her affixed to the wall eager to assist her captain but unable to do so.

She places both legs against the wall and tries to push offf of it with her legs to get added strength behind it.

Ami begins to feel a tingle between her thighs. She struggles against the arousing sensations that leavve her nipples hard and drive the ache of desire thourgh her even stronger now though she had only got a very small taste of the aphrodisac.

With little choice to do her best to fight this off she rolls since the thing is not able to restrain her full getting to the katana, she uses it to slash against a tentacled, raking it over one in hopes that these things felt pain and would thus let go.

Ami slashes the edge of the blade against the tentacle and the thing retracts as well as it's other tentacles as purp[le blood dances down a tentacle dripping upon the grates of the floor here.

It feels pain, backs off as much as it can at that range and elects to restraint her with green slime as well ...

She would have followed it but hesitates as it brings up a tentacle and points it at her. But she dodges to the left as her hand goes to her belt drawing her knife and whipping it end over end at the sphere seeing that she cannot get close to it now, not without the risk of being slimed.

She should hae dodged right, her rifle was in that diection!

She dodges, narrowly avoiding the green slime that the creature fires at her. It turns the tentacle to follow her movements though she is already wrenching her knife from her belt tossing it at the creature end over end at the sphere.

It is unable to dodge the attack as the knife embeds itself into the sphere and it drops from the sky after a spray of purple blood flows from the freh wound.

All goes quiet casting her in silence leaving Ami with a restrainted Hope ...

She staggered up to her feet, Ami fighting the tingle that already had her nipples hard. She dropped the katana moving to her rifle which she lost the second that thing grabbed her. She recovered it then looked to Hope.

Ami walks back and picks up the katana and turns it over to the lieutenant. “Sit tight. I'm out of flares I used them all back in the hanger. Heat seems to work on them so maybe if I get to the enviromental controls I can dial them up so so we don't have to worry about this goop her on out. Here, take this.”

She turns over a spare radio to Hope. “I'll contact you once I'm there to see if it works.”

With that done, Ami heads off doing her best to sneak down the halls and avoid patchis of green slime on the floor. Nearby and on are patches of blue slime though she does not know what the blue does. Making her way along she has to hide briefly behind abulk head as she sees more of these things.

A lot of them have gathered there for whatever reason but she is able to sneak by. The small amount of aphrodisiac she tasted diminishing her sense a little as she made her way along but she fights against the drugging effect as best as she can.

She makes it to the environmental controls of the ship near engineering. Cautiously moving inside there is no signs of the Xagi ...

Wit caution Ami moves into the room with the environmental controls. She glances around, worried that a stray Xagi or two happen to be in tha chamber seeing that it is close to engineering. Seeing none she picks her way to the controls qucikcly looking them over. Mia had the technical know how but it seemed easy enough to comprehend.

Ami dials up tha temperature.

The temperature gets warm but not warm enough to do anything wil the slime when she contacts Hope. The flare burned hotter than the meager temperatures that she can set the controls at.

She sets the temperature back to a more comfortable level before slipping out of there. Maybe she can find somethang in the armory on tha station.

She starts that way then gets hit with another idea. The armory isn't likely to have any flares on a space station at least so she changes her mind ane heads for a storage area hoping to find a blow torch.

The plasma rifles should work but were too dangerous in hitting the person entrapped to really be considered so she wants things with a bit more finesse … flares, blow torches and other such tools ...

She makes her way down the slime smeared halls having to back up once or twice and try other routes. While she stumbles upon the bodies of male scientists and a sea of both green and blue slime most of which looks brittle as if it where hear for some time she has to pick her way through seemingly empty corridors littled with debris and in some places dead Xagi that even the scientists managed to kill.

The chief reason she had to back track was due to a fire in the hall – either these things inadvertantly set it off or it was a result of something that the scientist here did to thwart these things perhaps …

In anycase the sprinklers were working to dose the flames but she had to take the long way around. Fortunately their were no living Xagi that she saw anyway all to aware that some of them had been using the air vents and could be in the ventalation shafts waiting to attack her when she least expected it ...

The fire was annoying. Smoke and the water running down from the sprinklers told her it was recent and she did not think these things set it. Even so she had to move down this alternative cooridor or that wil fightning of tha drug that was working against her as she went.

All the while she was dreading the attack of hoardes of these things but she made it to a storage locker. No doubt a blow torch would be in the engineering saction but she figures it would be pressing her luck to go there and gets her instead.

Thar's got to be spares elsewhere and she hopes she can fin sum or at least sumthang useful.

(sorry missed the notification)

Someone had been through the stores and there was not much of use left here. There were supplies that she had no immediate use for though amonst it all someone either over looked or forgotten a plasma cutter that could fcut away bulk heads given enough time. Similar to a blow torch though it burned much hotter she found that it had a near full tank of fuel. Though the opened store room door captured the attention of a Xagi that silenly drifted in the direction as it heard noises from her movements within.

Through pheremones it attracted another Xagi and another as it drifted closer with a drgree of caution, not out of fear but in hopes of gaining the drop on Ami.

(k, been busy as it wer)

Ami looks around and finds what she needs settling on the plasma torch. She collects it then looks around quickly to see if there is anything else that she can use. Sh don't find anythang else so she turnes to leave only seeing the shadow of one of these things on the flor outsade of the storage room, She hides behid a crate and unhooks a grenade from her belt. She waits.

Several of the Xagi begin to gather though the first wait as they float their just outside of the storeroom door. They are still unaware that they have been made as several of them rush into the room ready to spray her down with that insidious green slime that she knew so well at this stage.



It had been some time since Ami had left Hope pinned by the waist to the wall. She grips the katana, lucks over at the dead Xagi then back at the door but there is no sign of the captain just yet, no has she contacted her by radio yet. She hears a tinking sound resonating in the halls of the station which intrude on the silence there.