Dead Space: USG Grozni-Grad (Ended)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Alik pointed down to all four of her weapons, which she carried at all times.  

[Zahzi]

"And how do you know they'll prove to be effective against them?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"They're flesh of the dead. Just in different forms. My weapons has worked on the others. These ones are no different."  

[Zahzi]

"And that ******** tank I dealt with a few hours ago..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"It can be killed. That means these can be killed."  

[Zahzi]

"I had to use a tool capable of cutting through this damn SHIP to kill it..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Only further proving my point. None of these Necromorphs look tougher than it."  

[Zahzi]

"That we can SEE."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"So why not clear out some of the problem so we can see the rest?"  

[Zahzi]

"Because YOU'RE he-" Roland said before a beeping could be heard from his suit.
"...Seriously? They're NOW calling me!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Who's calling?" Alik asked, tilting her head. "The Special Olympics seeking a donation? They always harass me."  

[Zahzi]

"High Command." Roland sighed.
"I WISH it was the Special Olympics." he said, turning around to answer it.
"Roland here. Somethin' up?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You tell me, boyo." A man grunted, his voice heavy with a German accent, yet with a hint of Irish (including the Irish slang).
"Normally, you call us first to give a basic report, or in some cases, report that you have succeed in your mission."

"Hmm..?" Alik tilted her head more as the man continued to ramble and rant to Roland. It sounded... familiar.

"Daddy?" She called, her head suddenly popping over Roland's shoulder.

"So what's the--" He was beginning to ask, before Alik suddenly showed up. His jaw then dropped wide up, and his eye lightly twitched.  

[Zahzi]

"If I recall, you're the one who was biting my head off for calling...Before..." Roland said before noticing his expression.
"Oh...THIS is getting MUCH BETTER...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Alik! Was die Hölle machen Sie auf jenem Schiff?!"

"Работа. Хорошо, я работал, до гадят болельщик." Alik replied with a nervous laugh.

"Steigen Sie das Schiff JETZT ab!"

"Я не могу сделать этого, пока он не сделан." She sighed, pointing her thumb to Roland.

The two continued to argue for several more minutes, her father speaking German, Alik speaking Russian...