[Ripley lets out a frustrated noise. All of this isn't really helping convince her that she hasn't been forcibly taken and deployed into some sort of elaborate scheme Weyland-Yutani has set up to confuse her further. Her hands clench into fists as she gives Archer a cold glare.]
Fine. If you're not going to help me, then I'll find someone else who will.
[And she begins storming off into the living room...up until her eyes catch a nearby set of pictures. Pictures of herself and this asshole going on what she can only assume to be couple outings. She screeches to a halt, staring intently at them, before snatching one up and throwing it as hard as she can in Archer's direction.
no subject
[Ripley lets out a frustrated noise. All of this isn't really helping convince her that she hasn't been forcibly taken and deployed into some sort of elaborate scheme Weyland-Yutani has set up to confuse her further. Her hands clench into fists as she gives Archer a cold glare.]
Fine. If you're not going to help me, then I'll find someone else who will.
[And she begins storming off into the living room...up until her eyes catch a nearby set of pictures. Pictures of herself and this asshole going on what she can only assume to be couple outings. She screeches to a halt, staring intently at them, before snatching one up and throwing it as hard as she can in Archer's direction.
If it happens to be aimed at his head, so be it.]
What the hell is this?