03-01-2013, 03:20 PM
Bah Blackphoenix, always get your man? I remember as a traitor botanist I had a bucket of cyanide stashed away and came running at you in the pool area with a cyanide pen in my hand. You freaked out, tased me, buckled me in customs while looking for anything traitorous. Just CERTAIN you had seen a tiny 3 pixel weapon of some kind in my hand. You emptied out my pockets and bag. What's that? oh just a harmless pen nearly invisible under a mountain of generic backpack flotsam. Believe yourself to have made some sort of error, I was released back into the station at large with a stern warning. A few minutes later you were dead outside a maintenance corridor with more cyanide in your veins than blood.