She moves on

Even though the scene was quite captivating, Marie had to keep moving. Not willing to help the obviously fucked woman, Marie walked on, pistol in a tight grip. The sound of moaning continued in the background as Marie moved down the hallway, trying hard to focus on her survival instead.

Eventually, the sound became distant and Marie came onto a technical station. Spotting a nearby RIG station, Marie could not contain her excitement. Watching the corners for any attacking creatures, Marie stepped into the RIG machine and tapped the controls. Only one surgical suit was left, and Marie was going to be taking it for sure.

The RIG machine powered on and immediately encased Marie in steel. The chamber slid back into the infrastructure of the ship itself, and several motors and machines shot out in response. Metal plates, medical equipment and several parts were immediately attached to Marie's person, encasing her in the metallic surgical suit. This RIG would give her just enough protection from the monsters, at least until she could get a proper rig.

As the motors and machines worked on her body, Marie took a deep breath. Her survival rate would skyrocket in the RIG itself, and would at least give her a chance against these monsters. Soon, the machine finished, and Marie stepped out of the chamber. The surgical RIG lit up as Marie did a systems check. The helmet was nothing more then a breathing mask, made to filter out blood and other toxins. Still, he was happy to be suited up.

Due to the machines noise, the creatures would definitely be led to this location. Checking the status of her pistol, Marie readied herself for the imminent attack.

Time seemed to slow as a nearby ventilation shaft exploded with fury. A slender monster dropped down into the room, and Marie readied herself with the pistol. She could also melee the creature if need be, as the suit provided her minimal protection.