Anemoi

[only_one_m]

-1-

[There's a wasp's nest in some really inconvenient location! You're COVERED IN BEES WASPS and probably freaking out about it, if not necessarily Cage-style. Samus, meanwhile, casually knocks down the nest and gets utterly swarmed. By the way, she is in her Power Suit.]

Aren't you overreacting? The insects on this planet are absurdly small due to atmospheric thinning, so most of them aren't a threat unless they have access to bare skin. On top of that, this species doesn't seem to have even a basic projectile acid sac. How do insects this tame and defenseless even survive in an ecosystem?

[Yeeeeeaaaahhh, she's not helping.]


-2-



[You're at a bar! That's really all. Being like 6'3", Samus is, unsurprisingly, not a lightweight. Old (war?) stories are being swapped. All freshly remembered. As you recall an old buddy of some sort, Samus is gravitating towards a bittersweet mood.]

I think I knew someone a bit like that once...


-3-



[Hey, roomie? Samus sleeps like this. Well, without the armor, but the pose, definitely.

Maybe it's kind of weirding you out.]


-4- SECRET GAG BONUS PROMPT



WARNING: SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE ACTIVATED. FACILITY WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN 5:00:00
4:59:00
4:58:00

Samus grabs you wordlessly while dashing out at very superhuman speed.]

Why does this always happen?!?

Comments

[only_one_m]

Well, the similarities aren't what you'd call uncanny, but your stories are reminding me of my partners back when I worked for the federation.

[trustycrowbar]

Really?! [He says this with wobbly amazement.] Well... that actually makes sense now that I think about it. You throw a bunch of people--researchers, security, soldiers, whatever--on base for a long time and you're going to get some antics out of it. Especially if the only other thing they can really do besides their job, is drink.

[He hefts his beer to indicate and takes a drink. Huh. Well that sort of explains his alcohol tolerance.]