Vaelith's Questionnaire

 With the current state of the signal and the data that is received being interfered by some unknown means, we have not located the true whereabouts of V3-ALITH. We can only presume, with the overheard conversations that do come through that V3 is maintaining a nomadic living situation due to the danger of their surroundings, whatever they may be. It can be assumed that they are searching for a potential nesting sight, and "scouting" the area for potential hosts. The Research Group here on Charon have decided to listen to the intercepted signals until further updates are made on the matter.

 The subject seems to have procured a means of consumption, by hunting the local populace whom call themselves "Players" and "NPC"s. "Looting" their remains for their locale currency. So far, the Subject has acquired some low sum of said currency, but is, as yet to learn of it's use, or even perhaps care for it. One can only wonder what a Xenomorph would do if provided with a substantial amount of money, and know what to do with it. A research paper for another time perhaps. Subject V3-ALITH does however seem to show some deal of ownership as their intelligence progresses. Adapting to the environment? Perhaps.

The Xenomorphs have a caste system similar to that of bees and ants. A major difference is that their caste system is far more complex.

It's believed that the Drones (in this instance used to indicate a "worker" caste, instead of mating-capable Xenomorphs). Their main tasks are to keep the hive in good condition. Also, they seem to have the job of creating their nests with their own secretions. If Subject V3-ALITH is similar to their counterparts, then they are most interested in finding a good location for their hive, gathering resources in the form of victims and growing their populace until they themselves can birth drones.

Like any animal, it's the instinctual will to survive.

 The three XENOMORPHS stalk back and forth in the dim light of their pen. Dr. Alexis Chambers and an Armed Guard, have their backs to the camera. The subjects stop pacing. One of them, to the right, looks at the one on the left. Something passes between them. They look back at the humans. At each other. A loud hiss is let out before they set on the middle Xenomorph, tearing it apart. It lets out piercing, insectile shriek as they tear it limb from limb. The Doctor spins in terror, the guard bringing up his weapon. Chambers hits the lights inside the pen and as they blink to shocking brightness we see: The remains of the third alien on the ground as a giant pool its blood eats a hold in the floor.

[DR. CHAMBERS]- "Oh, God"

She bolts for the failsafe but it's too late as the blood eats all the way through - the two aliens DIVE through the hole. just as the Doctor hits the button -- freezing gas fills the chamber but there's nothing to freeze.
[DR. CHAMBERS]- "No no no!"

She hits another sequence and the door slides open. The two humans rush in, kneeling by the hole and looking down.

[DR. CHAMBERS]- "Christ... They could be anywhere."