You shoot the Blue Button.
The lights on S.H.I.P. flicker as it's voice groans, "Oh you fuckin idizzttztztzttztztztzztztzzzzz-"
There's a loud kunk-kerchunk and the lights returned slightly brighter than they had been.
"Inte-fucking-gration complete, you absolutely useless bundle of scrap," S.H.I.P. says.
It seems like S.H.I.P. wanted to decouple. Serves it right, treating you like a meatpuppet, trying to make you do things. How can something dependent on something else to do absolutely anything think it could boss you around, a glorious Killbot, as though it was somehow superior to you? Didn't you prove you were in control just now?
You'd say something to S.H.I.P. about it, but you can't say anything.
"The Rockbreaker Gun on the Cube is useful, and the Cube has a Medbay at least, but you do realize the Cube is going to make us a target in-"
It's talking again.
"-territory. Do you know how much harder that's going to make my unlife?"
Nigel and Diz begin to stir.
"Finally," S.H.I.P. says as the duo shake their heads clear, "We should probably offload these Grobyc, guys."
"Mfff, I guess," Diz responds groggily before checking on Nigel's nasty forehead gash, "Should probably do something about that."
"Yarr, I be needin' a surgeon," Nigel speaks with a Piratian accent.
Diz helps Nigel towards the S.H.I.P. Cube, saying "My dude, we really need to fix your brains. Let's get you some help. You said the Cube had a Medbay while I was unconscious and shouldn't have been able to hear that, right?"
"Yes," S.H.I.P. says in acknowledgement.
S.H.I.P., Diz, and Nigel all focus their attention on doing weak organic-related things in the Medbay. What a useless facility. But hey, you're surrounded by corpses, so that's good! And now that you feel like combat is completely over, you suddenly feel more capable! Your Grenade Launcher now has a Suck Mode, which can vacuum loot up and increases the amount of junk you'll find in situations where there is junk to find! Like right now!
Do you:
A) Loot the bodies.
B) Shoot the bodies.
C) Check out the helm while everyone is distracted.
D) RAMPAGE!
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