@Dark Light@Blueflame@BoyMom69035 Why does this always happen to me? Perilous sat in a containment unit attached to a truck. She was in a humanoid form, slouching against the glass. She felt air, but she could't tell were it was coming from. She had been on her way to the very place she was at, but not in such an embarrassing manner. The Nameless Tavern was a place for miss-fits, and she was disliked by even her own kind. The rest of her galaxy distrusted her due to her species reputation, but she didn't blame them. She figured she might find work and company there, since no civilization she knew of would even have her as a janitor. Whilest on the road, she was captured because she had decided to take a break from the long travel period, finding gateways, portals, relics, machines, and all sorts of other things just to get in the same dimension as it.
Then she saw her way out; a slightly raised panel covering a vent.
Once she was out, she was mortified by the scene. She literally boiled with rage. She saw the truck's diver get out, and she rushed. Before he could let out a peep, she bonded to him and then started to control him. She drew his sidearm and started firing, making headway towards the tavern. Once she was near a window, she moved some of her so a bullet could kill the guy, then she slipped in. She saw the scene and noticed the injured woman immediately. She oozed over to her and bonded to her, covering her in order to heal her. She separated a head and quickly hissed
"Don't attack! I'm going to heal you! You, bot boy! cover while I speed up her healing." 
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