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[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Oh, the taste is good, I'll give ye that. No point in drinking moose piss- if yer gonna get drunk, ye do it properly, with good beer and good mates to drink with.

But it just ain't right to drink and not get drunk. I can't describe it now, of course- I'm still a little drunk meself, but when we're not about to die by space magic jellyfish, I'll tell ye, it's great fun, unless yer a mean drunk."

[~Neri]

"People have a tendency to be different people when drunk or high or under the influence in general."

"Also there are reasons KX9 have the anittox organ to prevent them from getting hammered."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"So how do ye get enjoyment out of life then? Ye can't get drunk, ye can't get stoned. Next, yer gonna tell me ye can't, er, 'don the velvet hat', as the lads call it sometimes."

[Unraveller]

Outstretching his and toward the bear Axel says, "Damn it all, someone needs to take initiative and not senselessly bicker! Mister Cobb, your fire making tool please?"  now looking at their rescuer, "Would you you that portable watcha-call it on the glass, so as to give a clear shot?"

[~Neri]

"Blowing shit up is always fun. As is gaming."

[SOLDIER First]

"What? You can't wear hats made of velvet, Koi?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Cobb passes him the lighter.
"I'll have ye know, the business of drink is serious business to a fine connoisseur of fine drink as myself!"

[WillowLuman]

"Right. Here we go." Their rescuer sticks the device on the window. "It's open," he whispers.

[Unraveller]

Cobb passes him the lighter.
"I'll have ye know, the business of drink is serious business to a fine connoisseur of fine drink as myself!"

"I had not meant anything by it, only things seem urgent at this time. Thank you." Axel speaks softly, now that there is a dilating opening in the glass. He fiddles around a while with the lighter until he is able to produce a flame, "This would have been easier with matches" He says before getting into a position to throw. The passage of time seems to slow in his perception, only by a miniscule tinge, it was like a performance in the days of old. At last he goes throw the motion and flings the flame locked-on one of the furry cone-heads.

[FallacyofUrist]

"Well. The main flaw with that plan... is that we have enflamed one alien. Out of... several hundred? Nice going. Now we need to get the woman, and run. Now is anyone going to move, or should I."

[WillowLuman]

(Couple dozen in that room, more like. A few hundred throughout the station probably)

The alien begins shrieking and chittering as its side catches on fire, prompting those nearby to start screaming and chittering as well. One bumps into the other and catches it on fire, and they all stream towards the exits, clearing the room surprisingly well.

"Well... that worked better than expected. Go, go go!"

[Unraveller]

The strongman cannot help but feel a little remorseful after that, "Can these things be so daft? Oh nevermind that, we are going down to the woman, yes?

[WillowLuman]

"What, you ever lit a room full of humans, or any other species on fire? Usually gets the same result."

[SOLDIER First]

"If you all don't mind, I'm going to take a shortcut. See you downstairs!"
With that, Fune shoots through the hole left by the Traveller, flying over to the woman and staying well away from the flaming ice cream cones.
She looks for an opening in the cylinder.

[WillowLuman]

"Don't worry, the floor is bouncy, remember?" says the man as he rolls through the window, landing in the room before, now cleared of audience, save for a few discarded, flaming hairs.