Dead Space: USG Grozni-Grad (Ended)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Right, right..." Alik groaned, pushing herself away from Roland. He needed his hands to be free, just in case something bad were to happen...

"The Hell are you planning here anyway, солдат?"

(солдат: The soldier)  

[Zahzi]

"I'm planning to have you two stay here while I search through the ship."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Search for what? A way off?" Alik scoffed.

"Did that. And you can see how well it worked: I'M STILL ******** HERE."  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah? You don't know what to look for."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Controls for the ship. Escape pod. Ships boarded on this thing. All of it scratched out."  

[Zahzi]

"I'm looking for parts."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Parts for what? To build a new gun?"  

[Zahzi]

"For that pod I came in on."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"There's no way that pod can take the three of us away..." Alik said, shaking her head.
"It looked like it could barely fit you."  

[Zahzi]

"It can fit four. You only saw the tip."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Alright. So it's going to need a new door. Possibly a new engine. Something we carry abundantly on a cruiser." Alik grunted, giving Roland a dull stare.  

[Zahzi]

"You have no idea how much I have 'Mcguyver' things..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Mc...Guyver..?" Alik repeated, batting her eyes.

"...Is that Dutch or something..?"  

[Zahzi]

"...........It means I'm good enough with survival skills to make a bomb out of paper clips and happy thoughts."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...How the Hell does such a thing work!?"