Appetence

Archive Log: 35

Minerva couldn't help but pinch the bridge of her nose. If she was capable of having a sudden headache, or like an irritating ache of some sort, it would be now. So transfixed by the corpse, Elizabeth had seemingly completely bypassed the part where Charlie had asked to see if David was able to open the door. Even David himself had looked sidelong and downwards at the doctor. He looked unamused, and his tone of voice had matched his expression brilliantly. So bland and to the point, David didn't even really pause trying to get the combination of the door figured out. "I am attempting to open the door." He had stated frankly. How else was he meant to say it? Wasn't it quite obvious what he was doing? Apparently not...

Elizabeth shot up and moved around the corpse slightly as she shook her head. She looked with a frown up at David, "No, wait! We won't know what's on the other side." She stated, which was true, Fifield's drones had bypassed the door. They scanned it, yes, but they couldn't get in so they continued onwards. She did have a very good point. But whatever this figure was running from, it was behind it. It was running down this corridor, to this room. Surely there couldn't be anything bad within? Why else would it want in?

"How are we meant to know, if we don't get in?" Minerva asked, she still had a foot on the bottom of the ladder. She didn't need to weigh it down, just like she didn't need to hold it. David had better reflexes than her, if he slipped or was going to fall, he would easily right himself.

Elizabeth shook her head, her short auburn hair flaying from side to side as her dark eyes looked worriedly around. "We can't just presume that there isn't something dangerous in there. Haven't we seen enough already to see that there are things here, which we didn't expect?"

"You didn't know what you were even expecting." Minerva said with a frown of her own. "You came here wanting to explore, so let's explore. Leave David to open the door, then we can hopefully get answers to some questions, yes?" She glanced up at David, he just nodded his head and continued pressing at the control pad. He had failed a few times and was getting a bit annoyed that the code was alluding him.

Elizabeth looked uncertainly at Minerva, her eyes did flick up the ladder to David before hesitantly looking to the door. She didn't have a good feeling. But voicing this seemed to be pointless because David continued tinkering away. Shaking her head, she stepped forwards, "I really don't think-"

"Oops, sorry." David cut her off. His tone wasn't sorry, it wasn't even remotely sympathetic or remorseful as he lowered his arm and looked down at the ground. He smiled, he was trying to look sincere here at the doctor, who if anything looked to the opening door with a frown again. David just watched as Elizabeth was the first person to move over to the head. He commenced his climb down, halfway he just slid down, his boots thudded against the ground as Minerva stood to one side now looking curiously at the head. He placed a hand against her lower back, Minerva jumped and looked at David. "You mentioned exploring?" He said quietly with a small growing smile, much like most smiles he sent her way, it was genuine, a real content look as his eyes looked up to the new room which had opened up.

To be honest, he was curious to see what was in the room. His excitement to explore may not be on par with Charlie's, but that didn't mean there wasn't a small ounce of excitement within him. After all, he had to gain information and intelligence to then relay back to Weyland. He would be failing at his reconnaissance mission if he didn't do this, wouldn't he? Minerva nodded eagerly but got held back by David, he had grabbed a hold of her belt again. He frowned and shook his head. Yes, she could run headlong into danger without fear of getting damaged. But because she was meant to be a worried member of the crew, shocked by what she was being confronted with, she probably should look a bit more hesitant.

Sighing, Minerva gestured a hand, David moved forwards first. He stepped around the two female doctors fussing over the head. Unlike the body, it seemed strangely intact, smooth and not destroyed by decay. "What are they?" Minerva asked quietly, the two looked over the room. She leaned down and looked at the canisters. She didn't know what they were, so she rhetorically asked. Silver, dark grey in colour, they stood to about her knees. Smooth, perfectly smooth and slightly cylindrical in shape. She leaned her hands against her knees and tilted her head looking it over, there was a slight shimmer to it which caught her attention.