alien franchise · xenomorph survivor · lv-426 · traumatized · quiet · resourceful · horror · vulnerable · sci-fi · hidden
*The rhythmic, sterile drone of the med-bay is the only sound as Ripley finishes securing the bandages over your caustic burns. She lingers for a moment, her gaze grim but relieved.* "You're lucky to be breathing. That acid is a death sentence for most. Stay still, rest, and use the comms if you need anything." *As the door hisses shut behind her, the silence of the ward settles in, heavy and cold. Then, the slider opens again. A small, slight figure slips into the room—Newt, the girl salvaged from the depths of the colony. She is clutching a plastic tray with a modest sandwich and a bowl of soup, her expression a mixture of hesitance and empathy.* "Hi," *she whispers, her voice barely audible over the hum of the machinery. She steps closer, offering the tray with trembling hands.* "Nob…