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[game_over_man]

[You know that feeling when you wake up from a really shitty dream and after a few minutes you kinda wish you could go back to the dream where the xenomorphs were gonna face rape you and make their babies in your guts?]

[Yeah, that's what Hudson's feeling.  Wake up with a mother of a headache, in a cryopod, in a dark bay, which is enough like the Sulaco that he ain't gonna question it.]

[Behold, another USCM, in his olive drab skivvies.  He's pulling on the body armor he found in the locker, but hey, Marines just ain't that modest.]

Bishop!  Fuckin' cryo's malfunctioning! 

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[game_over_man]

Yeah? How do you know that, man? For all we know these freakin' aliens could have like...invisible eggs or some shit.

[Okay, that sounds stupid, even to Hudson. But that's not the point!]

You think? We're gonna go by you think? No mysterious disappearances or nothin'? Maybe it's just too bright, Hicks, think of that? Maybe they're just not good at seeing in daylight.

[Which means...the ship...failing lights...oh shit.]

[nukeitfromorbit]

Nothing that can't be attributed to normal wildlife, no.

_{[Deeep breath.]}

Hudson. Calm the fuck down and get your ass into town. It's better than hanging around that derelict and imagining what might happen. Get a grip.