Kidd,
Human,
15 years ago
The marine drags himself back against a rock near the hive entrance. Attending to his wounds to the best of his ability, he radios for assistance and gives the cordinates to one of the hive's many entrances into the world. Leaning himself against the boulder, he looks over at the slow dying monster only to make a statement to the poor creature, "You've just cost your entire spieces a war here, and for that I am grateful... Soon, there will be nothing left of your kind on this planet." Smiling, the young man takes a cigarette box from his right pocket and pulls a square out. Placing the cigarette in his mouth, he once again reaches into his pocket for a lighter but didn't find one. Knowing he had put one on his person, his only assumption is that during the battle, he must have lost it. Turning to the creature, he groans, "God, I wish I had a light." With those words, the marine sits alone with a cigarette in his mouth and a pistol in hand, he watches the monster slowly die.
(Good fight Outcast. Would love to fight you some other time. My evaluation of you, is that you are a decent roleplayer. I am glad to have the chance to fight you.)