10-02-2016, 05:30 PM
Peter disappeared out of the door, stumbling along down the hall, if he hadn't known physically what happened here it looked like any other space station. He knew that was a wrong assumption, it felt like things were wrong, not just by sight, but how it felt. The human dragged his feet, holding himself up by the wall and making his way slowly towards the deck of the ship. If the man wouldn't help him, he would help himself. He grunted and groaned as he forced each foot in front of the other, feeling another batch of eggs brewing as they writhed around inside of him.
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