Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-24685738-20160108232914

Petra spied the clasp and used it, ripping the helmet away from Stocking's head. She tried not to look at his face, because if she knew that he was a human person, this would only get harder.

She dragged him out in full view of the doorway, her laser pistol pressed to the unconscious man's temple as she held him up, in front of her.

"You're heavy..." She muttered, in Russian, before her eyes locked onto Carter.

"Leave... or.... he dies!" Petra called, in halting English.