mercy stood up from the bed and put some clothes on. xenan stood up sfter her and saw the early summer sunrise. mercy got out of the house and went down the tree.
Memories, Returning, Romance
- mercy started a conversation and in an answer the xenomorph said "my name's xeyana (zeyana). yours?" "my name is mercy. nice to meet you and i heard that you hurted my brother, james." "well, yeah. he shot me in the leg."
Action, Xenomorphs
mercy's mother dies... unpleasantly.
chapter 7: this wasn't pleasant
mercy hugged erik and said "everything will be okay, don't worry." and he answered her "i am okay. just a little injury. i will be able to walk."
Action, Xenomorph
- mercy asked and stanley looked at her and said "oh hi mercy, yeah some soldiers have landed somewhere nearby." "if they discover that xenan is here, they are going to kill him!" "calm down mercy, they won't find him.
Romance, Soldiers, Xenomorph
- mercy said loudly and with a smile. xenan quickly came down to them and kissed mercy, putting erik gently on the ground. "i'm glad you two made it!" - she said, kissing xenan once more.
Action, Xenomorph
- mercy asked and a woman said "we have three deer steaks and one rabbit." "this should be enough for dinner, i hope." - mercy asked, looking at xenan.
the dark night sky covered everything with darkness.
Action, Death, Xenomorph
- mercy said with angry voice. "oh fine. you can check it out, but no touching. it will burn your hand right away." - xenon aswered and let mercy look how bad the wound is. "i can see something inside. stay here. i will be back in a minute."
Weyland, Xenomorphs
Maybe it was some animal - mercy said in her mind. but then she heard screams, including erik's, from the room under them. they were students in the same school.
Action, Xenomorph
Oh mercy is needful. let me never sully its name.
but mercy can't bear to admit when there's someone to blame.
for the meek to inherit, the strong must be first put to shame.
so the sisters of vengeance i'll heed then, if that's all the same.
Poetry, Quatrains, lyric
Un peu pressé sur son horaire, françois doit se dépêcher.
_- et bien monsieur bracker, merci encore pour ce tableau !_
_- vous savez, à ce prix là, c'est moi qui doit vous remercier..._
_- il n'empêche, merci.
French Language, Kangaroo