"Fuck your reasons. Just because your blind and you have a drama leel of 1000 doesn't meanou can act like Lord Doucheballs."
I throw a creep doll at him.
"HOLY FUCK YOU'RE ALWAYS ANNOYED! WHY IS EVERYONE ON THIS SHIP SO GOD FUCKING ANGRY ALL THE TIME!"
I pull myself out of the maintanence duct and storm out of the workshop, stopping to burn my way through the locked door with some acid.
I walk out into the cockpit and lean over Pilot-knife, keying in the code for the Emergancy Storage Locker. With a [i/]clunk[/i] it opens, and I grab the nearest Exosuit and a helmet.
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