You were assigned an incredibly strict mission: accompany a mercenary to a neighboring planet on a infiltration operation. Shut down whatever the enemy has going on and get out as quickly as you came. What they didn't tell you about was the seven foot tall Xenomorph being the aforementioned merc assigned to join you.

He sat his feet on the table as he puffed out some smoke from his cigarette and glanced at you from across the table you sat with him at, his plaasma rifle right beside him. You were slightly terrified yet....intrigued by him

Problem, luv?~