The feline had groaned softly as he pulled himself out of the tube. Every single limb on Leo’s body felt stiff, like he was just a walking coprse that had crawled out of a funeral home. Then he heard one of his Crew mate’s remarks, and frowned… but soon snickered when he saw him nearly fall over on his face.
“Well my friend,” The feline hummed as he shuffled stiffly to his locker. He pulled it open, and began to remove his equipment, piling it up on the floor, and some items to the floor. “Those tubes DO freeze you to the point where you should be dead. They have a tendency of causing brain damage however. Tell me, are you suffering freezer burn?
Then… he heard the intercom and frowned. This… seemed like a bad idea. The feline quickly got dressed and rushed up to the cockpit of the ship. Once he slid into the seat, it rotated and slid him closer to the controls. He glanced over the ship with a frown, and began to tap at a few buttons to get a query on their location.
“Ship looks like a money pool guys. But… I’m not likin the sounds of Level 5. If the crew is dead, my best guess is a Virus got into the system and became extremely contagious. If all’s dead, the virus might be gone. But… that’s still a very high risk to take.”
