i: Deep End

Maybe it was her otherness that picked up on where most of the bodies might be, but without fail, she found herself in a part of this new city where all the 'meat' was. The sounds of it were almost familiar, and she slunk in and kept herself to the edges as she just... watched for a little while. She could be lured over with a nod or a smile, or just the offer of a drink and more information. While new, she didn't seem overly concerned about that fact.

ii: Spaceships

This was more her speed, more her area of expertise. The smell of recycled air, the grease and metal that hung in the air, the static of electricity that played over and through the equipment. This was what she'd been born into, after all. And while she was still trying to piece together how she'd gotten here despite that 'download' from the globe, the idea of a ship being available to take her out of there if she wanted was tempting.

Or, it had been until she'd seen the state of them. The Betty was held together better than these, and that was saying something. She walked down the line of them, pausing when she stopped in front of one labeled 'Bishop'. That triggered something in Ellen's memories, and Ripley held her hand up to the security panel. It hissed open with a grating sound of metal. "Well, isn't that convenient."

iii: Network

username: ripley
Anyone have any idea how to get off this hunk of rock?

iv: Wildcard

Got an idea? Like to come across her elsewhere? Feel free to pick a spot in the city she might have wandered to. Or another ship to peek into.