||[Sep. 13th, 2006|12:58 am]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay
There's a hiss as the airlock opens, depositing a towering space-suited figure onto the ship in a flurry of clunking footsteps and raised fists.
His head whips from side to side in stuttering slow motion, hindered by his helmet, until he raises big, glove-clumsy hands to remove it, revealing a suspicious, crudely handsome face, lips curled into a sneer.
The rest of his suit gets shoved off in an instant, leaving him in scruffy combat pants and t-shirt, his fingers closing over the shape of a Really Big Gun holstered at his hip.
"This ain't Serenity."