02-16-2017, 01:50 PM
Peter felt sick again, he grasped onto the arms of the chair after buckling himself up with what would fit around his middle and tilting his head back. His head throbbed when the engines started up, making the ship vibrate with energy, the tug of the alien mothers mind control made it painful to sit and wait for take off. He grit his teeth more, turning his head and looking out over the reddish-orange landscape of the planet, it was something he would miss... "Hurry."He said quickly to Chris, looking to him, the pregnant male looked sickly as the ship began take off, his skin was moist with sweat and his eyes were bloodshot. A drastic change from how he was inside of the base, he shifted in the seat with a grimace as he felt another tumbling movement from inside of himself.
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