*Hrorki walks up to the doors of the processing complex and examines them*
*begins trying to heave them open*
Come on, the sooner we leave this accursed place the better.
*Marinalia seems to not mind being a pillow and glad he at least abit more calm again*
*looks over at morgue sadly and mutters a quick prayer in old Martian*
*naps slightly and rests eyes*
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*Marla keeps up the vigil*
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*Maria is slowly tracing her way ot iris water source but slowly*
*The Protector steps aside, and the doors creak open*
*If either of the two were to turn around, they would see the street behind them absolutely filled with violet civillian-forms, standing still and simply staring at them*
*The interior of the processing complex is immense and intricate. From the ground level, it is evident that many levels of metal-grille flooring extend above and below, with the mid-sections of the interior devoted to vats of cooled molten metal, and the ceased machinery that would work it. Such a plant would have processed raw materials - extracting metal from ore, combining them into alloys, testing fresh batches for the correct tensile strength and other properties. This goes on in an industrial scale, as the complex stretches at least a mile from this entrance.*
*The complex, Hrorki remembers from his psycho-indoctrination, will be connected via tunnels and conveyor systems to other complexes which turn these materials into products of war, combining them with complex artisanship, mettalurgy and engineering.*
*Irilis looks around the grime and ash covered surfaces, slick with the oil of an army of now-dead servitors, and wonders how humanity ever managed to get off-world.*
*Hrorki looks around at the abandoned complex and sighs internally*
How did all of this happen? An entire hive city, dead and reduced to some sort of goo? I know of nothing in this universe that is capable of such a thing. I have seen a world reduced to an airless rock by the Tyrannids, but never have I seen a populace rendered into so much paste with no signs of damage to the structure of the hive.
*he recalls the layout of the STC that this hive is based off of*
Follow me, there should be some tunnels up ahead that'll lead us to where the final products of this factory are assembled. We should find something there.
*Hrorki and Irillis can notice some faint violet flickers in the corners of their vision, as faces occasionally ooze out of the walls, and fade back in*
*Verdai is, thanks to the divine protection of Yog-Sothoth, actually making good progress, the horrors of the palace censored from his view in purest Little-Sister-O-Vision*
*Hrorki is filled with righteous disgust as he sees the faces oozing in and out of the wall, along with the violet flickers*
*he's drawing some parallels to some of what he has seen in his battles against the forces of Chaos*
Maybe not so innocent as they claim....
*Irilis tries not to concentrate on the purple things, but struggles to avoid looking anywhere whilst having to look everywhere for information at to what is going on here*
*Speaking to Hrorki's mind*
They still register little in the warp. They are not one, these shapes, I can feel them communicating. But it is a single overarching mind...
*As they walk further into the complex, its nature as part of a larger manufactorum steadily reveals itself. Various wings and facilities branch off from the main passages, and trapdoors lead into underground sections. Large metal staircases jut out from the platforms above, in mathematically designated positions meant to ease the logistics of the operations, and not human access. The deeper they go, the more uncanny this environment becomes. Dead servitors litter the place, as though they had not taken notice of their assailants, blood, oil and servos littering defunct mechanisms.*
OOC: The plot thickens... I have no idea where this is going, but I'm impressed a Dakka thread is actually working as intended.
*Iris sits up and stretches luxuriously*
Iris: Mm... Alright. You hungry? Cause I am...
*She looks around for anything to eat and sighs when she doesn't see anything*
*She gets up and goes over to the pond, then takes a drink and looks at Hanna, smiles and goes to sit next to Hanna*
*Marinalia slowly wakes up and begins to warm back to waking body temp and heart rate*
*slowly starts to open eyes and feels Morgan not moved much and looks round seeing no changes*
*yawns quietly relising sleeping sat on a floor not most comfortable for your bum*
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*Maria follows a tiny stream like trickle she hopes leads to something bigger *
If this leads to stream, you know how tp fish Gharn?
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*jarl pushes self up, and looks round 3 epunds of serious injury taken a toll on the old wolf*
*if anyone even left in room he was in*
This have long range comms?
*Iris gets up offers her hand to Hanna and wanders about a bit until she hears some voices and heads towards them with Hanna*
*Gharn nods* Gharn: I can fish. Yes. *Follows along, sniffing* Gharn: I smell... fruit? Like the fruit basket we used to keep on the kitchen table or Lady I- Iris: Hey! Gharn! Maria! Hey! *She smiles brightly and waves*
*Morgan wakes up and sits up, going a little pink as he realizes what was so comfortable*
*Marlin smiles slightly relising why pink and kisses on cheek kindly*
Sleep well then?
*tries to get up slightly unsteadily as legs gone to sleep and Morgan can probably see up skirt but was always gonna happen of standing vs sitting on floor*
*mostly successfully *
If I don,t fall over I'm gonna find a coffee machine in med section... Princess need recaf...
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*Maria smiles and eyes glow brighter gold for a second as happy to see them*
Iris! Hanna!
Hey. You two know where we even are?
*goes over tp hug Iris despite the near 2 foot height difference *
*knows Hanna seems scittish on things and gives her space*
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*Marla keeps up the long vigel of sleeping Milo, feeling like she should be there and right thing to do*
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*space wolf pulls battered helm off armour and sits down trying to connect to a long range transmitter*
*Iris smiles and hugs back*
Iris: Hey! Glad to see you're safe!
*She looks over Maria's...head, and sees Gharn cradling Dria*
Iris: Oh no.... Hi Gharn... Dria...
*Morgan gets up much easier than Maril*
Morgan: Yeah, let's get something to eat.
*Aerin stands up from where he was meditating and rolls his shoulders*
A: Tears of a goddess next. The Morrigan, or maybe if one of Cal's kids are female...
*The Witcher starts making his way back to the Room*
*Morgan smiles weakly and lifts Maril up easily* Morgan: Alright... Let's go! *He walks to the kitchen with her*
*Iris moves over to Dria and tries to speak softly with her so that only Gharn and she can hear. Her eyes move to follow Iris as the Goddess speaks, but doesn't otherwise respond or communicate*
*She turns away, skin coloring to a sad blue as Iris looks unhappy and sorry for Dria.*
*Morrigan is sitting outside the room, trying to think* *There's a half-empty bottle of amber liquid lying next to her*
*Marinalia*
Thanks. *begins to walk better after long time sat on floor*
*raids kitchen for a few ingredients and finds a few bits and smiles slightly pulling out a battered pan*
Pancakes?
You put the coffee on and Il do the food.
...
*Maria frowns slightly but stands out the way *
She will come round with time Iris...
Emperor knows my family had enough experience with emotional turmoil and losing people, partners and such.
*Marinalia *
We only ones on planet right now it seems. could take a island of our choice and no one care about now. My family ain't exactly poor though..
*drinks the coffee and smiles as caffine*
That's better.. Thanks.
Enjoy. They ain't my best... But they better than rations.
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*Maria*
Ok. Any fish... any sign of plants? They normally grow berries near water sources...
Gharn can fish?
I can always get a fire going.. Cook us some meat up.
...
*low observation shuttle departs taking a longer and quieter route to the planet staying out of the way as it glides on low power to the planet with all outside lights offline and minimal life support systems*
*Iris shakes her head*
Iris: I suppose there could be some fish in the pool.. I didn't see any though. Same with the berries, I didn't see any. I suppose I could eat leaves... It'd taste nasty, but Elders can get sustenance from most things
*Marinalia just sits and eats her breakfast *
*rather carefully and calmly *
Would it help if you got back to I don,t know...
Fixing something... Even of it ain't much...
*sighs and worried for Morgan trying to work out how to break him a tiny bit out his whole downward hole*
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*Maria*
Gah we sure found a interesting place!
Humans, Gharn. We need more than leaves to keep going..
Can earth aura do... Anything...?
*makes eyes sparkle gold a abit and glitter like starlight as a not so usful trick she learned*
*Marinalia*
Just... Maybe think on it...
*just trying to help*
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*Maria*
Horus taught me... Earth aura. I've known and practiced it for months... *tried to demonstrate and takes a rock morphing its shape rather slowly into a little stone Iris in her bed sheet old combo for fun and changing it to a pinkish colour*
Also wind from Quetzalcoatl...
I never could use it earlier... It took time for ... It to feel like I could again after the shadow left...
*Interestingly, there is not a single dead sapient around. The corpses of non-servitorized humans are nowhere to be found, anywhere in the hive, but dead animals and Servitors are common*
*Hrorki and Irillis pass past some immobile Protector-forms, which stare silently at them as they travel*
*Shuttle slowly glides to planet on low observation mode with minimal power systems and glides into a high orbit making discreet search's for radio comms, or other signals*
*trying to locate active bases of cities etc and running mostly blank *
*running on stealth mode*
*Hrorki continues to silently stalk through the abandoned factories*
*he is still on high alert, and eyes the Protectors out of the corner of his eye as he walks past them*
*Milo finally begins to wake up after having Spawn play tennis with his organs a few days prior*
*he slowly sits up and looks around at his surroundings*
*his memories begin coming back in at a rush*
*Hrorki finally begins to approach what might be the armory, or at the very least the place where the final assembly of the weapons happens and he forces the doors open and steps inside silently with his bolt rifle raised*
I hope this trip will turn out to be worth it, so many have died already to get us this far...
*Hrorki shakes his head*
This entire hive is dead Witch, subsumed into whatever that goo truly is. Many, many souls died along with this hive. Souls that need to be avenged.
*he sighs irritatedly*
I don't think that blast did much more than annihilate the area that the original Room was in.
*Marla jolts awake with a start and looks round*
What...? .. Your awake...
*looks pretty rough for Marla, hair somewhat less tidy and ice blue highlights a tad out of line, and looks like she not slept properly for least 2 days and heavily startled*
*still also not fully healed from vampire attack*
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Yes lord captain.
I still believe we should have deployed the ascendent.
No... This matter I must do alone.
Shut your unwanted intrusion's. I have a mission to complete.
*shuttle begins its descent and activates several weapons pods deploying from its sleak black matt hull black as night*
*Lightly glowing civilian-forms grow out of the floor, and stand in the entrance to the armory-chamber*
*A violet tech-priest oozes out of the top of a table, and looks at Irillis and Hrorki*
We did not die, xeno and Astarte. We live, and thrive, in a form far greater than before, merged and changed according to the will of the Immortal Emperor. We witnessed the atomic blast when we were still seperate and imperfect. Those-that-were-sensor-operators provide their knowledge to us, their minds now one with us.
*Milo stares at Marla for several long seconds silently*
*then, with a speed that belies his injured condition, he grabs her by the face and kisses her passionately*
I remember everything now. I remember you, I remember us. I remember all of it.
*pauses*
Including how I died... And my re-birth on that hell-world....
*Hrorki just stares at the tech-priest silently*
*he then turns his glance to the civilians standing in the door*
Would you mind moving? I have need of powerful weapons in order to deal with a new threat to this world.
*Marla suprised but the memories kick in and relises who it is*
Milo!
*returns it and gives up thinking heavily stunned and nigh not sure of anything is real*
I thought.... You did..
You fought hell... Its you!
*last sentence kinda confirms it is Milo as only he could have luck tat bad*
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*Shuttle flies low over the Forrest scanning for room as sensors track on gun pods for targets*
*sweeps over quietly with baffled engines*
*nears the room*
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*Jarl looks round and feels something wrong on planet and tries to pass a thought to the space wolf if possible*
"beware brother. The claws of the blackmane haunt this world*
*farseer may pick up message too or not if messages cannot reach them*
*Milo just wraps his arms around Marla and refuses to let go*
I told you when we wed that I would never leave you, and us Guardsmen keep our promises. I went to hell and back, literally, to come back here, and I will never leave your side again.
*Hrorki cocks his head as he gets the message from Agmar*
Understood brother....
*pauses in mild surprise as the civilians disappear*
*shakes it off immediately and starts forward through the doors*
*The entryway that Hrorki and Irilis are standing in appears to be some form of enormous airlock. The vault doors ahead are a set of closed blast doors, and their mirror behind the two intrepid adventurers close with conviction.*
*Marla does not mind and is held tight.*
And I told you I meant this... No matter how many hells , invasions or monsters...
*holds his hand with glittering rings and kept his bracelet and necklace that had the custom diamond glittering ice blue*
*finally is happy again*
I don,t know how I found you again. But think the emperor!
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*Jarl rests slightly as the goo and planet meant getting the message took effort to cast mind to deliver clear message at those distant without any boosting gear*
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*Shuttle lands but barely touches deck as a figure in a naval officers uniform and armour steps off confidently as shuttle takes off finding quiet spot*
*walks to room doors confidently casting a cold eye over the place and not waiting to be let in*
*Hrorki gives the blast doors a critical glance*
Too thick to blast through with the explosive that I have on hand.... we either have to locate the button that'll open these, or we have to find a way to blast our way through them....
*Hrorki walks around the perimeter of the air lock and looks for some sort of lever or switch to open the next set of doors*
While I don't doubt your power, we'd probably be better served by just trying to find the door or the switch that opens this thing.
*Marla cuddles back gently as still hurt dispute everything milo done*
Take it easy. Your still my patient hon!
*smiles *
Are we still married... I think we broke the whole death till you part line...
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*the figure walks through room to main area with upmost self confidence*
*cold eyes scan the route as he goes*
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*Jarl tries but between goo and such the daring duo are beyond his ability to sense them*
*A masked face emerges from the door, and speaks in the Living Hive's normal chorus-voice*
The nuclear detonation occured, and the-ones-that-were-hive-defense raised the Shield, as an emergency measure. Hours later, a storm fell from the heavens, a storm of pale clouds and violet lightning. We fell to the floor, and believed we would die, but the Most Holy Emperor intervened. Before our eyes, our corpses melted, and we flowed across the floor in our most intimate Form.
We became aware of voices in our heads, a tide, and we became the tide, and we became one. Where before we were flesh, and the Hive our home, now we are the Hive, and the Hive is our body.
The Servitors did not join us, for they have no mind to merge with the Hive. The animals did not join us, for they are not of Humankind. We released them from their cages, so they would not die, as they would not join us, and they must be free to continue their existences.
*Irilis is thoroughly disturbed, and steels her soul for the casting of powers she knew not what. A Hive that could subsume the minds of a billion humans, and replace immense structures with its own form is something only the grandest of the Dark God's monsters could perform.*
*The gathered energies brought forth images of those she had faced in combat, taunting her with her own willingness to bring to bear conjuring that even she dared not think about. She recalled the severance of mortal souls from their bodies, that dropped like the discarded rag doll of a child growing up - long forgotten even as gravity took hold of them.*
*Marla.smiles happy crying*
Can we not test that again for a while... You do not know how hard this past few weeks was...
*snuggles up and lies next to him gently after taking off outer armour with metal leg just metalic bones and systems visible, syth skin long failed with metalic knee joint*
I missed this... So so much.
*is gentle and avoids anything that Il hurt/damaged and falls asleep nigh instantly*
...
*figure finds a seat and decides to wait to see if anyone lives here at all in main area*
*sat in a captains uniform through well customized however with long coat and buff a heavy pistol and navel sabre visable*
*cold eyes keep careful watch*
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*Jarl found chapel and rests slightly from the exertion of penetrating the purple good hive emind for evern a quick psi message*
*is a powerful force to pass message through *
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*Maria looks over at Hanna vanishing behind a tree *
She alright... Something... Seems ...
*suspicious of something. Has, no idea what but feels there something unkown going on*
*Hrorki nonchalantly begins backing up towards Irilis to support her in whatever it is she's doing*
*he casually also unslings his bolt rifle and loads a bolt into it with a soft sound of metal sliding on metal*
State your business then. Do you seek to bar us from reaching our destination?
*Milo fiercely cuddles Marla, being careful to not put too much pressure on his healing rib cage*
We do not. We seek to maintain our existence. No more, and no less. We will assist you in your journey, as we have the means to do so, within these walls.
*Her fathe- Irilis shut down that memory, her powers dragging yet more of her own regrets to the surface as she held onto a piece of the warp, ready to unleash it*
*Hrorki cocks his head then and slowly continues scanning the room for a way to open the door*
*eventually sees what appears to be a control room and begins casually walking towards it*
Alright then.
*still very disgusted by the goo people*
*Iris claps her hands together and smiles*
Iris: Oh perfect! You might be able to grow a berry bush then!
*Morgan nods*
Morgan: Problem is... What around here needs fixing? The assassins had this place in order... Nothing broken...
*Morri looks at Aerin dark eyes full of hate and rage, looking very much like Merg's eyes*
Morri: No. I'll pay you, but you bring the scum to me. Alive. I want to make him suffer for what he's done to my family!
We are capable of manipulating our body to whatever degree is necessary. The hallways are our veins, and we are the mind and soul. From our former lives, endless salvage and waste fills our body. It would be best to remove it, for we have no need for weapons, food, or water.
*Aerin nods*
A: Might make it more difficult. But still possible.
*goes to stand up, but stops*
A: I need something from you. It will help me find your husband's killer.
*Aerin's eyes meet Morri's look, and the Witcher sighs slightly before answering*
A: Tears. The tears of a widow can be useful, Morrigan. They have a connection with your husband, when used right. One of many Witcher tricks, when our own senses cannot be enough to track something.
*Morrigan sighs miserably*
Morrigan: T-that's just it...
*Her voice trembles*
Morrigan: I- I can't... I know... I know the moment I do it'll all just... I need to be strong for the kids and if I start blubbering... I don't know if I'll be able to stop...
*Aerin watches Morri weep for a few moments, knowing that he is the cause of her pain, but the Cat only is amused by it*
*The Cat takes a small vial and starts catching some of Morri's tears, filling a fair amount of the glass*
A: Enjoy your drink, Morrigan.
*Aerin pockets the vial before turning to head into the Room*
*Merg's wandering through Yuki's spirit world, comes across a portal and exits to find herself in the room gym*
*She frowns and looks around then shrugs and goes for a shower in her room*
*Morri weeps openly outside the room*
*Iris looks for Hanna as she doesn't know where she's gone*
*Aerin nods and hands the bottle over*
A: Rough day, it sounds like.
*as usual, his voice lacks any emotion, and he calmly takes a drink from his glass*
*Morgan spikes his coffee heavily then goes back to eating Maril's pancakes*
Morgan: You know it...
*It's pretty clear he's Morrigan's kid because of the family resemblance. Wild black hair and similar facial features*
*Maria sits a second and concentrates*
Hive me a few minutes iris. Should have something...
*hand glows gold and whole area smells of fresh pancakes *
*manages to make a bush with berries on not before a glowing bacon scented cacti, a sunflower and a plum tree ny mistake*
*looks at em*
I'm new at this...
...
*Marinalia notices him stare*
Something up?
And... Well there's .. Our shuttle?
*is honest but tries to be gentle *
I found things.. Routine helped after... Well you know..
*still got issues from that*
*Frowns slightly at witcher as known but also unknown, and one who wiped out a town*
Agh... Now I remember you. Seems you survived the apocalypse as well.
...
*Figure walks into room having let self in dressed in the custom naval uniform, with captains shoulder boards navy style*
*tallish, and cold eyed, though would take some noticing has eyes similar to Marinalia, but take time and know her well to fully link*
*is pretty arrogant and coolt voiced*
So this is the room of the tales?
Not quite the pace I imagined. this planet should house millions.
*notices people, but the young couple in kitchen most particular as seems best source of answers, spotting the witcher also but seems less likely to give information so easily*
*not ignoring him though*
*Aerin nods and goes to speak, but stops as the figure enters the room*
A: Another human.
*finishes his glass and growls slightly*
A: This place doesn't need a million humans. There would be nothing left if a thousand of you were here.
*Morgan looks over at the new man, frowning slightly* Morgan: What? Who are you? *Takes a drink and stands up then looks at Maril* Morgan: The shuttle! Right, I suppose I could work on that...
*Iris smiles and laughs* Iris: Oh don't worry Maria! This will be perfect! *She takes a few berries to eat*
*figure nods curtly but cool as ice with eyes the same*
Yes human. From a world that matters not now..
Your world is in the golden domain. I am a trader, explorer and soldier at times.
It is obvious this planet was ravaged but by what enemy of the god emperors citizens.
*gives Morgan a curt and hides eyes slightly to not give away too easily*
Rogue trader, Duke Vesarian, Lord captain and permited to explore beyond mankinds holy borders into the xeno and uncultured planets beyond.
And you are..
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*Marinalia *
Aye... That Il do... Fix it...you know.
*give him a wink not trusting strangers*
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*Maria*
Aye... Not sure how we got a glow in the dark bacon cactus...
Smells good though...
*grans a few plums to eat, as the cactus glows faintly by the pool unmistakablely strange*
*Morgan takes a instant disliking to the man*
Morgan: Morgan the Mechanist... And don't ever call me human, when you're the human one here.
*A hint of pale blue aura surrounds Morgan, cause he's grieving and even more tempermental than normal*
*Aerin plays with the idea of killing the man, but he's got too much at stake with his contract to do anything so publicly*
A: Witcher. Something that will kill you if you annoy it.
*turns to Morgan giving a split second glance of eyes he might remember but not expect*
Not human then Morgan. One of the non imperial empires perhaps.
And your lady..
*Marinalia*
And... I still am part human Morgan...
Princess Marinalia of Olympus.
Seems you have a wasted trip, this land is not one rich and populous for trade and profit.
*nods more politely*
Agh..Mars ... Out here. Well now that is a surprise..
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*Maria dat eating her plum watching the cactuse suprised she evene managed to make it*
*offers Hanna a plum not knowing whole ghoul shebang*
You want one... There good?
*offers carefully as can tell something up bit not know what*
Knew it would come in handy...
*makes a tiny Horus to go with Iris both accurate, but cruder works of a new user too*
There, you can be together in miniature.
*smiles*
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*veras*
My reasons are my own..
Suffice to say, I came here to trade and seek items of value.
This world seems a ruined husk however my objective's can be archived.
*flicks down a gold imperial coin*
I assume there is lodging here.
*Marinalia pretends to kiss on cheek and also whispers*
These traders. There variable but they always have some form of agenda, and they care not how they archive it often.
*Morgan glowers at the man*
Morgan: Hmph.. Not much left of value
*He listens to Maril then kisses her and turns to go*
Morgan: I'm going to go check on that shuttle, come along if you want.
*Morri is still crying outside*
*Iris smiles at the miniature her and Horus and eats a few plums*
*Mergoux bathes, enjoying the hot water as it's been a really enjoyable new feature in her life these last few months.*
*Trader nods*
And keep out of mine in return there is a parlay.
*lets him take the golden coin marked with a imperial eagle and a second*
And one as... Confirming that fact.
*grabs a key and heads off to a vacant room*
*pulls out a comm device and sets to secure mode*
I have found maybe what I seek. This is the place. Its reputation is true.
...
*Marinalia follows morgan*
Well that was... Interesting.
*gives a slightly different look she was hiding once further away*
I don,t know... He gave me a funny feeling...
*heads off to help as she knows basics on shuttle systems*
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*Maria*
It was too cute...
*smiles and waits for her to realise they slot together holding hands*
*Morgan nods to Maril*
Morgan: I know... There was something about him... He seemed almost... familiar.
*He sets to work, glad to finally be able to get his hands busy*
*Gharn shakes his head*
Gharn: No. I do not like plants But here...
*He takes a few plums and berries and gently coaxes Dria into eating some*
*Iris looks sadly over at the pair then smiles slightly at the sight of the two little figurines holding hands*
*marinalia nods*
Almost... Yeah.. That's about right.
There's something.... I dunno. Am I crazy?
*ducks into shuttle and grabs a took kit and a data slate*
I'm gonna see what I can salvage... Not like we can go buy parts right now
*heads over and slightly cheek leans over a engine pulling off the filters and some other parts to try and fix the slightly less broke one*
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*Maria *
I'm sorry... I could only grow this. The cacti smells of bacon .... Though it also glows...
Up to you.
*seems to ignore the impossible ness of what she grown *
*shrugs to iris*
Least I can make a chess set I guess if we get bored.
...
*veras closes door and rigs up a small portable alarm before taking out and studying a photo carefully*
Hmm... It cannot be that easy.
Nothing comes this easy and this planet is known for its challenges.
...
*Marla eventually wakes up and looks at self in mirror for first time in days*
*jokes*
And you reconised me!
*gives a gentle hug*
Il be back... When I've had a shower and such.
*grabs her armour and heads for a shower in her room*
*Morgan nods and rolls under the chassis to do some work on the underbelly so that only his lower half-sticks out*
*Gharn nods and licks his lips hungrily*
Gharn: Mhmm... Lady Iris, would you mind watching Dria while I go find something to ear?
*Iris nods and smiles sympathetically*
Iris: Not at all, go right ahead Gharn.
*She takes Dria and lays her in her lap, where Dria just curls into a sad little ball*
*Morgan finds the shuttles main issues are it cannot mantain vaccume/high altitude flights and engines are barely half power so plenty of work to do*
*Marinalia nods and starts making a small pile of various bits too and throw such as seals, engine filters, cables and a working chin turret but has no chance of removing it herself that weighs quite abit*
It Il take some time... But I think we could get this one working nicely. Maybe fit cargo bay abit more comfortable.
*seems bit more cheerful about is as enjoys flying even if abit dirty and oily from doing so*
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*Maria smiles sadly least knowing Dira is in good hands*
Poor kid... Stay safe Gharn.
*sighs and plays with the former engagement ring on a alternative finger*
*makes a few other plants that end up being herbs with a gold glow and strong fresh pancake smell*
Ok... Well a mint plant... That was meant to be a watermelon.
*Morgan nods, bumps his head, curses and realizes Maril can't see him*
Morgan: Ow! Oof.. Yeah I figure with some work it'll be ready to run. Pass me a spanner would you?
*Holds a hand out for the tool and keeps working when he gets it*
*Morri is lying on the grass outside, having cried herself out for now*
*Iris looks kinda sad for Maria, since she knows the story about Boromir, having heard it from Horus*
*She watches her play with her ring for a bit then looks up at her*
Iris: Horus told me about your fiance... I never expressed my sympathy, but I'd like to now...
*hands a spanner over a adjustable spanner as seemed more sensible *
Yeah... I know the design. With work they fly nice, engines can take work to get running nice though.
I got a few spare filters n seals... Even a chin turret over there but they too heavy to un bolt.
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*Maria relises as the ring glitters a large mulit coloured diamond *
Oh.. This. Yeah.
Thanks... I ... Gah I ain't over it fully... I got function.
Marlin. Marla... Been a rough few months.
*Iris nods sadly* Iris: I know... at least Maril's found Morgan! *She looks down sadly at Dria and gently strokes her long silver hair* Iris: It's horrible... *She sighs and looks back at Maria* Iris: Well just let me know if you ever need anything. Just someone to talk to or... *She considers for a moment whether or not to continue her offer* Iris: Or even someone to relive what loving is like with, until you find someone... *She smiles kindly, hoping it's not too awkward* Iris: I just don't like seeing people unhappy, or unloved...
*Morgan nods again, bonks his head and swears loudly.* Morgan: OW! GAK! *He rolls himself out from under the car and rubs his forehead, annoyed at himself.* Morgan: Yeah... This is a pretty nice ride once it's fixed up... *He looks over the thing again, considering the turret momentarily* Morgan:...So what do you think that merchant is here for? There's nothing really here of value. Not anymore
*Maria smiles alightly*
Aye.. They cute. They seem to fit pretty well...
She probbly keeps him calm. She needs support.
They work. She ain't as inflapable as she tries to make out.
*isvtaken aback but handles it well...*
Wait.. Your meant to be...
I mean ... I've... Well never considered ...
Marla always was the adventures one.... She was into well... She was into adventures...
*blushes slightly which is damned hard for her and goes quiet shocked slightly by offer*
...
*Marinalia smiles and helps him up if wanted*
Clumsy...
*laughs kindly*
I was taught well... My grandfather and schola would never let me near the fighters... Ever... Seem to think I need more practice.
.*sighs*
I have no clue... All i know is a I feel something... Something I should know.. I just don,t know...
Those traders have numerous reasons.. Even if people dead the world has ruins?... Vaults remain intact... Maybe a debt...come to collect. ?
*Iris smiles slightly awkwardly* Iris: Just... offering. No-one should be spending every night alone... Trust me, if there was someone else I might try and play a little bit of match-maker. But there's not really anyone. Unless you think Mergoux would be into you! *She laughs good naturedly, trying to blow past the awkwardness*
*She looks down to see Dria blushing hard and laughs* Iris: Oh! Look that's got a reaction out of her! Hey Dria! *Dria slinks out of Iris's lap and curls up next to Maria, resting her head on her lap*
*Iris looks rather upset by this, evident in her skin darkening to a more meloncholy blue*
*Morgan sighs* Morgan: Yeah... fethin' clumsy... *He looks over at her* Morgan: I dunno. That dive you pulled out of that one time... I think you could handle a fighter. *He thinks at the thought of the merchant raiding old vaults* Morgan: Hm... I don't know.... Maybe we should check on the old room vault. There might be some remnants of Thoth's Library or something. *He pauses and looks depressed* Morgan: My dad always used to say that Thoth's collection housed spells and items capable of ending the universe as we know it... Weapons that'd make a full extermanatus look like a laspistol in comparison...
Aye... The field here is not exactly... Wide.
I know... Thankyou... You too kind. Even if unorthodox...
*relises iris is genuine and not entirely dismiss idea despite her own shock*
*Maria smiles and then relises*
She always called me aunt. So , sometimes you gotta live up to your titles. Sorry....
Some things you don,t forget..
*does not know fact she has a daughter might effect iris*
*moves a little to let Dira rest and gentley strikes hair out her eyes instinctively *
...
*Marinalia smiles slightly*
Aye... That also near tore off the wings and melted the radar...
Maybe... We could if its safe enough...
*sighs as relises cal*
Aye... We can try if you want.... Agmar might help me ... Maria and Morri may want us to take back up...
But I think... I don,t know. I think he came here.. This place. He could of gone anywhere and went here...
He could have gone to any planet but came here... Theres a reason. There has to be.
*Iris looks rather sad now and nods to Maria* Iris: Yeah... Unorthodox... *She looks pretty upset as he skin turns more and more into the sad blue color* Iris: I'm... I'm gonna go for a walk... Keep an eye on Hanna unless... *She looks over at Hanna* Iris: Unless you wanna come with. *She offers Hanna her hand and walks off with or without her*
*Dria doesn't speak and just rests against Maria, eventually drifting off into a fitful sleep*
*Morgan nods* MOrgan: Yeah... you're right. He came here, not to the old place... I don't know, I just can't shake this feeling that something's off about the guy... Maybe we could go talk to him? Get some real answers
*Maria looks at Iris*
Sorry... Seems I hit something... And.. Il... Consider it anyway...
*colour makes it obvious but not know what it is*
*Iris emotions are literal *
*lets Dira rest and occasionally gently strokes hair*
*is somewhat a natural at it though its been a while since needed to*
*is kinda glad Dira at least trusts her internally to curl up to her*
...
*marinalia*
Well... Why not.. If you go with me...
*admit she ain't entirely the confident unflabale Marlin*
I'm guessing in the room but there ain't many here...
So I think I know.
*leads way slowly slightly nervous and can be seen in shaking hand and voice tone*
*Iris walks off alone and goes to the pool from before. She strips and slips into the water to paddle around a bit*
*Dria is sleeping restlessly*
*Gharn caught a small animal and is eating happily*
*Morgan wipes off his face then walks next to Maril. He takes her hand in his and looks at her*
Morgan: Hey, there's nothing to worry about! It'll be fine. I'll be right there with you.
*Maria does her best to calm Dira and tries to remember what worked years ago*
*pulls off a canmo cloak hidden in her armour picket and throws it over to keep her warm*
*does best she can for her*
...
*Marinalia nods and squeezes his hand*
*pauses a second and breaths slowly before manages to maintain a cooler toned voice like taught*
Ok... Il be ok now.
Princess 101... Always be confident when you are not.
*knocks on the door which opens a minute later*
*vesarian opens the door without the coat but a smart uniform below*
Princess.. Morgan, what brings you here to my door?
Why do you disturb my musings?
*is cool ice and utterly calm and cold eyes again are oddly close to someone else's yet give away nothing of intentions like a poker player*
*Morgan looks at the man, his expression slightly suspicious*
Morgan: We were wondering... Just why you're here. There's nothing of real value here, not anymore. It's just awfully suspicious. If you're here for some good reason, maybe we can help you.
*He obviously doesn't bother with subtlety*
*Iris lies on the grass next to the pool, resting and letting herself dry off before re-dressing*
*Gharn comes back and sees Dria in Maria's lap*
Gharn: Maria? Where did Lady Iris go?
*He sees Dria sleeping fitfully, transforms into his wereform and gently picks her up. He lies down and rests her against his soft furry chest, which seems to calm her down. She unconsciously buries her face in his golden fur and seems to become more peaceful*
*Maria looks over and smiles that Dira calmed *
I tried. Iris left for a walk... She seemed to need some time to think.
You seem to be better at that than me....
Oh, and ... I am a Princess..
*is not serious about it and just tries to lighten mood*
...
*Marinalia nods*
Aye.. What bring you here Duke... We do know the area better, might serve your intrests...
*keeps up formality in reponse*
*Vesarian can tell he obvious as a brick and Marlin is more subtle but obvious*
..
You seem to think I am going to tell you.
If you want to know... Which tiu do.
I seek something of value still on this planet. A thing which I have had to make the most careful efforts to locate.
It was guarded well by powerful men.
*is still icey cool and gives away little*
*eyes give away nothing yet maybe there similarity*
*Morgan crosses his arms aggressively*
Morgan: You seem to think we're just going to let you take whatever you want without at least finding out something about it.
*He frowns unfriendly, not liking this man*
*Gharn nods at Maria*
Gharn: My apologies Highness! I shall atone for this offense when given the chance.
*Is 100% serious*
*Maria rekises and feels bad*
I was just joking abit. ... Trying to lighten mood...
*failed like Cadia failed its armour save*
Please , there's no need to atone for anything.
Just call me Maria. Its easier. Please.
Dira is it seems kinda my unofficial niece.
...
*Vesarian seems calm and does not visably react to morgans upping of ante and looks him in the eye to ensure he is understood *
You seem to think that I would seek to harm it?
Quite the opposite. One does nor search with great care to be so. It is of the greatest purpose...
My purpose is of too high import to be so crude and uncultured like a mere vandal.
*Marinalia notices his eyes and seems to internally have somewhat a blip and relise that means something *
*mantains cool but her hand pressue is tighter *
*Gharn looks unsure*
Gharn: Are you sure Highness?...Really?
*Morgan is still holding hands somehow and squeezes back*
Morgan: I doubt I care about whatever 'it' is. I just need to make sure you're not here to cause trouble among us still living here
*Maria*
I'm sure. Please. Maria... Or Princess, Princess Maria if you like. DR even..
I never like Highness much if I'm honest ... I'm still Martian...
*sighs*
You known me for months.
Heck, Marlin, Marla. Same titles.
Does not change who we are.
...
*Marinalia kinda stretch armstronged by mistake there alot lol*
Should pay more attention!
*veras nods*
I am not.
As I told the rather volatile gentleman before. I seek not tp bother those here own interests long as I am not bothered in my own.
*kinda stares out Morgan abit as to rattle him*
I'm sure you have ample means to care about other than my affairs.
*gives a slightly not to Marlin*
*Gharn frowns*
Gharn: But... you are of royalty. You are my better. Why should I not call you by your title?
*Morgan has stared down much scarier things than Veras. Like his angry mother for example*
Morgan: Fine.... But if you hurt anyone around here, just no that volatile man ain't got gak on my Uncle.
*He turns to go with Maril*
*Maria*
Take it from me that is not 100% the case...
Some are far worse people, and call me whatever feels comfortable.
You saw my fathers palace did you not?
Dira was there definitely, she managed to find where we hide my mothers priceless former jewals...
The tiara did look rather beautiful on her.n
...
*Marinalia follows and is more polite and both give imperial curtsey of nobility in cool and clearly cut gpthic*
Goodnight duke Vesarian.
*Veraa*
Likewise Princess Marinalia..
I see... I am no threat... Unless you decide to become one than I am afraid you may not end so well.
*has learned from the encounter and already learned of rooms seeming close knot grouping, a uncle who may be a threat and its independence..*
*after leaving *
*Marinalia looks at Morgan with a slightly conflicted expresion*
The eyes... I cannot.... I cannot not think I missed something.
It seems silly... But...
Ooc welcome to pause or NPC her to bedroom or something and carry on later.
Be busy few days this week mornings my time just as a fyi.
My mistake...
Shows Gharn a picture of Dira in a glittering Tiara of obvious very fine workmanship on a phone that's rather pretty*
She seems be able to work abit of bling. Came with Mori etc when Marlin and amorgan got hurt on Terra.
*yawns*
Goodnight..
*curls up under a cammo cloak next to her befuddling glowing bacon scented cacti*
...
*Marinalia sighs*
Something too familiar...
Like ... Cold but... I felt something... Different. Unkown...
*gives up as she cannot describe and tries to think getting undressed and doing teeth before climbing into bed*
Like... I should know something...
*looks at Morgan directly though her eyes are far warmer and un able to hide fact it's got her troubled *
Love you...
*falls asleep pretty quickly and seems to shudder a few times as old nightmares resurface probbly leaving him alot to think about*
*Maria sleeps and is mostly peaceful but seems wrap a mechadrite that slides round her hand and kinda holds it in a cute way*
*fast asleep*
...
*Marinalia is resting and sleeps fairly peacefully but also fitful from nightmares and whole confusions. *
*hides issued fairly well but unable to do so when sleeping*
*fast asleep and seems to automatically recognise and snuggles*
*obvious maybe that something has her rattled and something deeper down wrong than just a mystery. *
Ooc gotta go. Busy this morning.
Maybe free Tues. Busy wens, Thurs morning.
*Milo gives the sleeping Marla a kiss on the forehead, and then decides to try standing up*
*he slowly manages to get his legs off the bed, then on the floor, and then he slowly begins to stand, using the side table and the bed itself as a support*
*sweating a bit as he does so from the exertion*
*Hrorki stands silently by and waits for Irilis to offer some advice on how they should proceed*
*staring critically at the doors as he stands there*
*Marla turns having nipped quickly out for a shower and to tody self up looking far more recognisable as her from milos memory *
What.. Morning...
*wakes up from kiss and sudden movement*
*watches milo try to stand but decides to hold back relising he needs to try himself*
Be careful... You took some massive injuries...
It takes time to recover.
*looks down at leg relising how long it took her to learn to walk again on augmentics years before*
...
*Marinalia eventuality Wakes up and yawns least feeling safe round Morgan*
Urgh... *slept fairly badly and looks round for some asprin on side table and a glass of water *
...
*Vesarian walks out his room leaving the hidden alarm and heads to kitchen seeking food and sighs as finds rations before locating the real food*
Finally.. What kind of person can eat that gak.
*Milo continues to struggle to his feet*
Time that we do not have my heart, time in which more threats might come here. I cannot let my weakness prevent me from standing ready to defend you and this place.
*Hrorki idly begins inscribing some runes on his bolt rifle*
Yeah... We have... A magnet for trouble here...
*slides off bed and pulls out a box from under bed*
Maybe that Il help you remember.
*box has a variable power hotshot lasgun and bayonet with a basic optics system and double magazine slots*
It ain't fancy... Bur you never did sway from the classic.
...
*jarl concentrates and feels there alive for a second before purple gloop interference kicks in again*
Gah
...
*sat mediating relising something important going on but not sure of what it means *
*Milo slowly bends down and picks up the hotshot lasgun*
*stands up slowly again with a grunt and examines the weapon*
*nods as a sense of rightness flows through him*
I should probably go get some armor at some point shouldn't I?
*Hrorki nods and hammers the button that'll open the doors*
Let us begin...
Verviedi wrote:We are capable of manipulating our body to whatever degree is necessary. The hallways are our veins, and we are the mind and soul. From our former lives, endless salvage and waste fills our body. It would be best to remove it, for we have no need for weapons, food, or water.
Selym wrote:How do you exist?
Verviedi wrote:By the will of the God-Emperor atop the Golden Throne. By His power, we maintain our pure forms, and share our thoughts into the Hive.
War Kitten wrote:
*Hrorki stands silently by and waits for Irilis to offer some advice on how they should proceed*
*staring critically at the doors as he stands there*
War Kitten wrote:
*Hrorki idly begins inscribing some runes on his bolt rifle*
*Taldeer is not so happy in Slaanesh's realm*
Selym wrote:OOC: Wind has gone from my sails, and I have no idea where I was going with that buildup. Guess we're gonna de-escalate.
BIC:
*Irilis calms herself down a little, and notes that the PPPP's face is on the door ahead*
Open it, Space Wolf. I want to see what it does.
War Kitten wrote:*Hrorki nods and hammers the button that'll open the doors*
Let us begin...
*shrugs *
Who'd a thought a drunk woman using you as a pillow ends up here...
I can still remember how bad that wine was! Gah.. That off license... I don't think that was liscensed...
*laughs slightly *
Yeah, turns out that flak armor does very little to protect one from the claws and teeth of demons. Funny how that works.
*he sighs and mutters a series of curses about the Administratum and how stupid and/or useless they are*
*he then begins limping towards the neu-Room's armory in search of some carapace armor*
*the door begins to grind open slowly with an irritating sound of metal screeching on metal*
*Hrorki winces under his helmet, and for the first time curses his super keen sense of hearing*
*Milo walks into the armory and begins examining a set of carapace armor that's hanging on a stand to see if it's his size*
*he begins pulling parts of the armor set off the stand and begins strapping them on top of his uniform*
*Marla*
Catch... That set look slightly less battered than the rest... Provably needs needs new power pack.
*throws over a helmet with some NVG gear built in*
*jokingly tests a female fitted chestplate for guard after grabbing ammo and some bits she needs and is somewhat a bad fit*
One size fits all... Not....
Do guardswomen not have much up top?
*Milo takes the helmet and slides it on his head*
It shouldn't. Our Scion power packs are designed to last for decades, far longer than the lifespan of the man who uses it!
*he examines a hot-shot volley gun for a second before sliding it back onto the shelf*
*he shrugs at the last comment*
It honestly varies from regiment to regiment. Scion women don't tend to have much up top at all, as nearly all of their fat is replaced by very lean muscle. Same for the Catachan women I served alongside. The auxiliary regiments tended to have lots up top, but female Ogryns are a bit on the.... homely side.... if you know what I mean.
*Marla*
Aye... But you never know of the factory ever charged em properly..
*raises a eye brow slightly *
Seems you explored a few opportunities for R&R before you met me. *shrugs as she her self has a fairly interesting past and cannot talk*
Catchan has women?
*jokes slightly at a imperial semi pretend myth of the planet *
And female oygans.. Ummm
*not sure a human would survive that*
*Milo shrugs*
I didn't say that I had fun with them, merely that I fought alongside them.
*does not confirm or deny that he had some R&R before he met Marla*
Yes Catachan has women, and they're even tougher than the men, as they have to raise those fethers!
*sighs and nods*
Yes. Female Ogryns. It is exactly what you would expect.
*Milo puts on the chest plate and flexes once in order to test if it's fitting right*
*he then begins attaching his hot shot lasgun to the power pack, and it powers up with an audible whine*
*he then nods in satisfaction before putting the lasgun on safe*
They're good men though, they may come across as brash and arrogant at times, but if you can gain their loyalty they will fight beside you unto death. Haven't gotten to fight alongside the Vostroyans though, my CO really didn't like them so whenever we were in the same campaign as some Vostroyans he made an effort to make sure we were always super far away from them.
try being the first female not some mutant they saw in x months of jungle warfare.
Though i never had to ask for help with anything.
they where good, very ornate gear,
the chief doctor at time was from that area so we kinda ended up in there sector more often than not.
*looks over*
very handsome soldier, mind giving a Princess a escort.?
...
*Vesarian looks over and sees Merg mid meal and looks over with ice cold eyes noting her diffrent to some of others back in full uniform coat*
*plays for infomation with some cunning*
agh, hello miss.
i only arrived here recently, what can you tell me of this place and what happened to the planet?
...
*Maria still resting with the mechadrite curled down her arm and round her hand*
*pokes up as Iris aproaches too close as a auto response to movement not actively under Marias control*
...
*Marinalia looks over and blinks havinf taken a asprin and got some water evidently not slept well*
morning...
*answers his question from last night*
and .. yes, theirs something more to that man.. i feel like i should ... know something i don't...
...
*Furia and Calluna go to find Thoeth in the base as they also seach for some toys to keep Calluna entertained also*
*jarl tries to warn his brother space wolf that he feels somthing is amiss with the place and that the Psi link is being jammed*
*Milo just laughs and shakes his head*
I don't know how much wine you're going to find on an Imperial base, but I'll see what I can do.
*just relaxes and walks with Marla feeling happy for the first time in a long while*
*Milo sits down at a table with a small grunt as he's still a bit weak from his injuries*
*he hides it rather well though*
*he just watches Marla as she goes about her business of raiding*
*he noticed Veras as he walked by, and he's keeping an eye on him as something seems to be off about him*
*Marla is a tease and bends over just abit too far and makes sure on Milo can see*
*goes back to raiding and later puts down some food that's ok and a bottle of Valhallian vodka, and a few basic glasses*
I can see why it was here... That's one rough version..
But it booze.
*rather low shelf version*
...
*Verias glances over with ice cold eyes that seem that bit so familiar, giving him a curt nod from a table in main area with a coffee*
*works put who Marla may be but the soldier is a mystery *
*has done careful study before his arivial here reading various imperial magazines and also the rather famous at one point busty princess isssue*
*Milo is more than a little bit distracted by Marla's show, but makes sure to keep an eye on the rest of the room anyway*
*he notices that something is eerily familiar about the new arrival, but he can't quite put his finger on exactly what it is yet, so he keeps his silence*
Yeah, I'd be careful with this stuff. It'll burn a hole in your stomach lining if you're not too careful.
*can tell he noticed something *
*pours a pair of glasses for them*
Well we can take it slow.
*still abit cheeky and though notices new comer but does not recognise him as only met a few times 20 years ago*
Hmmm...
...
*Marinalia nods and taps him on the bum as goes by*
Sure thing. And yeah... Strange... Almost like...
*lies back in bed thinking and traces hands along her scar on stomach idley as she thinks rather torn over what it could mean and scared if one idea is true*
...
*Morrigan finds the morgue is secured and the "freezer" is locked and alarmed securely by geneprint blinking a PR, DR, MARIA, LOCKED along the display*
*Maria missing but Marlin is so similar she can semi trick systems*
...
*Verias takes the information quickly relising he ain't gonna get much out her*
Thankyou. Is there anyone to ask as for details?
I would like to lean about this planet.
*thinks internally how stupidly useless information she gave*
...
*Furia heads to main room with Calluna in a quiet corner and plays also trying to teach her a little of her native language after waving and seeming happier to be reuinited still*
...
*Maria remains asleep if Iris finds her though the mechadrite wrapped down arm almost holding her hand blips and peeks up if f
Inside certain range*
*running basic programing only not user input*
*Merg looks up at the man*
Merg: Don't be too harsh on him. He's going through some gak right now.
*Morgan calls out*
Morgan: I don't need it!
*After a bit he comes back out, looking slightly better, but not by much.*
Morgan: I'm going to go get some breakfast and look for Mum and Dria.
*Marinalia shouts back*
Of course. I've got enough hair to make up!
*as exit*
Sure. I'm gonna rest abit.
Maybe see Jarl Agmar later. He seems to be wise on things and he always was helpful when I truely needed help..
Good luck, pass on my condolences'.
...
*Vesarian nods and adds up something bad happened but also is very careful to not push top far*
Well, then , that must be taken into account in the checks and balances.
I am Duke Vesarian, a trader in many things, on many worlds.
Imperials call be a rogue trader....if you need it. I can get it.
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Ooc night. Job interview in morning so few posts but have to leave fairly early.
Might post if sat waiting in car a while in car park.
*Milo enjoys his meal with Marla, although seeing Vesarian has kind of put him on high alert, as he senses something off about the guy*
*always has one hand close to his hot shot lasgun, which is leaning against the table at his side*
*vesarian sat at table notices milo looking his way and seems to renain cool and seems not to be bothered by it*
*as looks over has same sense he seen those eyes before*
*Marla looks over a second *
Hmmm... That guy... Something strange about that guy...
...
*Marinalia remains lieing back reading a book trying to work out what the mystery could mean*
*one conclusion keeps scaring her*
*tries to shake the feeling it might be right*
...
*Milo grits his teeth and keeps his back turned on Vesarian*
He gives me the creeps, for some reason I just kind of want to go over there and punch him in the face repeatedly. I don't know why....
*Marla nods*
Aye... He reminds me of someone...
Someone... Can,t remeber who... Musta been least 15 years ago... Maybe 20.
Those eyes...
*shakes head as tries to place em*
*verias remains sat and slowly drinks a coffee*
...
*Marinalia eventually heads out after getting dressed and goes to find Marla*
*heads to main room*
Hey Marla, who's this gentleman?
Hello, welcome to.. Well here. *seems to not reconise him as changed quite abit*
*looks over with strangely familiar eyes*
*Marla*
Umm hard to explain Marlin... You wanna try...
*gestures to Milo*
*Milo just shakes his head softly*
I just hope he stays over there....
*he then glances up at Maril*
Is this the sort of treatment your uncle gets after all this time? If I wasn't so tired I would almost feel offended by that.
*cheeky grin*
*Marilania blinks slightly and smiles happily *
Uncle....but...
*gives up as explanation probably crazy and hugs tightly*
Your back! By the Emparor!
*looks over noticing verias but too happy to be worried *
*eyes are too familiar to the stranger to be normal and even Milo cannot miss something is going on*
...
*Marla smiles*
Finally some good news for you!
And yeah... I hope I'm wrong.... Maria might not ... Be happy if true...
...
*Verias sat drinking a Coffee and notices the happy reunion. *
*Notices Marlin and Marla noticing the family resemblencr*
*Milo does notice what's going on, and he covertly nudges his hot shot lasgun closer to his foot*
*returns the hug*
I missed you, I promise to try not to die next time ok?
*awkwardly waves one-handed at Morgan since his other hand is currently being crushed by Marlin*
Hey Morgan!
*Marinalia smiles and lets go before she hurts Milo too much* *looking at him probbly gives ernough away for Milo*
Try not too. We missed you!
Hey Morgan!
*smiles over seeming less wprried about things round her family*
*Verias relises he might be caught out as too many family and Marinalia is too close a match* *is quietly cautious*
*stays studying carefully working out the various family relationships going on*
*Marla waves *
Hey Morgan, looking after Marlin I see. Don,t break my husband Marlil! *laughs slightly *
*is friendly but also looks after her neice. *
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*Maria wakes up and the mechadrite unwraps round her hand but remains wrapped down her arm scanning area and moving more as she wakes up with faint beep*
Hey... Morning Iris... Dira safe with Gharn.
*Maria smiles as it slowly unravels round her arm and curls like a snake on her shoulder*
Its... Ok. Start at beginning.
I have a advanced augment that allows me to walk and fuction replacing most of my spine. Its a semi autonamous mechadrite that built in to maintain it, part of 4.
Its cues mostly off my emotions, but I can take direct control.
*gestures as it reaches out to iris and wraps round her hand though is not cold as its metal belies*
There helpful. Like a extra hand too. Among multiple uses.
Don,t always show em though.
*smiles slightly trusting Iris*
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*Marinalia*
Sorry... No sign..
Milo , you seen Morri? She had a rough few weeks..
*Marla whispers an updates Milo very quickly on Cals death, relevant info and such*
*Milo looks at Maril sadly*
No I have not. I just recovered from nearly having my heart torn out by some sort of demon. I haven't had a chance to do much else but get out of bed, get armed and armored, and head out here to have a nice lunch.
*shoots Verias an ice-cold glare as he notes the man's careful study for Marla/Maril*
*Maria smiles and slides ot back wrapping round own hand and coiling it slowly round*
A lady keeps her secrets Iris. *waggles the mechadrite tip at her jokily*
Ever tried getting all dressed up. Having extra hands is handy, surgery. Among others.
...
*systems remain locked and would take quite some effort to force or hack the locks on morgue*
...
*Marinalia looks over*
Can you get me one please Morgan?
You should know how I like it by now.
*gives a cheeky smile*
*Marinalia looks over to Milo*
Damn... We all had a bad few weeks then..
*both there eyes are near perfect matches*
..
*Verias looks over and seems calm as ice in clipped Imperial Gothic *
You have a problem guardsmen?
You seem to have been ... Interested in my presence somewhat tonight.
Why would that be so?
*the pilot of Vesarian's shuttle lands the shuttle a short distance away from the room and walks over to the Room*
*walks up behinds him and leans over to whisper in his ear*
My Lord. We have confirmed that the thing which you seek is indeed on this planet, but it may be difficult for us to retrieve. It is well-guarded my Lord.
*she then sort of nonchalantly looks around to see if anyone is close enough to overhear*
*is clad in a form-fitting flight suit, and she has a bolt pistol and elegant power sword sheathed at her hip*
*Milo for his part continues to shoot Vesarian suspicious looks, as he's 99% sure that there's a connection between him and Maril*
*looks to Morgan to see if he made the same connection*
*Marla seems to have noticed but does not say fully incase wrong as a very big mistake to make*
*however is suspicions as doctor in her yells her very few unrelated are that similar *
...
*Marinalia looks round sensing the tension, but also relising her self something is up but is also partly scared of answer*
*subtly kisses Morgan on cheek so she can whisper*
I'm more scared of the answer right now...
*turns to a Marla who exchange quicky in old Martian a minute*
...
*Maria laughs*
Marla certainly has a past... Well a interesting one for sure.
And as my family proves... I ain't entirely innocent.
*laughs but also thankful*
I ain't laughed like this for a while. Good job you married a god... Know of any local lakes... Been weeks since I got a chance to swim...
...
*Veria nods to the woman and thumbs a ring giving two timed bursts of static to her comms to confirm he understands and that he has indeed found stage one*
*sighs cooly*
Would you people just say whatever your thinking...
You seem to be eying me like I'm a ork in a ball gown.
For a friendly place you claim. Your welcome is quite the icey one.
*the woman stands up straight and upon hearing the acknowledgement signal turns around and walks into the kitchen and begins brewing herself some coffee*
*situates herself while she's doing so to keep both Ver and Marla in view*
*Milo ignores Ver entirely, and he just sits there and begins slowly making his way through a mac n cheese dish*
*Iris nods*
Iris: Sure! I just came from one. Here, I'll take you.
*She lifts the NPC Hanna up in her arms, then walks to lead Maria towards the pool where she and Hanna spent some time*
*Morgan nods and speaks in Danu-ese*
Morgan: Careful... What you thinking?
*Marla notices and relises she must work for him or some other link*
*relises she must be seen as threat as twin swords and pistol are on her waist and talks in clipped high gotgic, his name too long ago tp be more than fuzzy at best*
Any more friends Duke Vesarian...
None Princess Marla.. That Il ell you about.
Why seem to remember someone... *slightly teses Marla cooly on the seemed stand off*
...
*Vesarian notices the relative positions and thanks internaly she knows her stuff*
*seems to be letting them work things out enjoying the game he playing *
...
*Maria*
Thanks... *sits down on a rock by the lake and pulls off armour revealing a rather skin tight body suit however reveals sections poking out of extensive augmentation , metal, access ports for armour, power, and such*
Well I can,t hide it now... Scared a few men off too before...
*dives in to lake and lazily swims deciding as she not got anything else to swim bar skin*
This is lovely!
...
*Marinalia replies in rather bad Danu*
Well....i think he my sorry about this... Father...
I never.... Impossible but.... Feel...*gives a scared look at idea *
*Iris smiles and dips her feet in. She looks tempted to join in, but doesn't want to get her clothes all wet*
*She keeps Hanna in her lap-hug as she talks with Maria*
Iris: Welcome!
*She looks sympathetic towards Maria*
Iris: That must've been horrible... to have all those augmentations
*She smiles slightly*
Iris: It's wonderful water. I went for a swim not long ago.
*Morgan's eyes go wide as saucers and he looks between Maril and Vensarian*
*Maria looks over treading water with a slightly pained look*
Aye.. 6 months... Learning to walk again. Without all this id be in a hover chair. Gymnastics. .. Swimming. .. Not a high point. They rebuilt everything. I was a .. Wreck.
Even Mars one struggled with my injuries.
Aye... *smiles on happier topic *
Lovely water... Thankyou. Sure you don,t wanna join... Not like a doctor not seen things!
...
*Marinalia gives a scared nod at thought as a complete change to her entire previous years*
In Danu*
Sorry... Timing so bad...
*Both have nigh identical eyes, though hers are far warmer than the Fenris like ones of het father*
*she takes heavily after Maria bar eyes*
Ooc night for reals. Can finish the great drama tommow.
Busy in morning. Should be home lunch ish though early day! Yay.
*Iris looks at a possibly sleeping NPC Hanna*
Iris: Well, alright, I just don't want to make Hanna uncomfortable...
*She gently lays Hanna down, strips and dives into the pool before splashing around happily*
Iris: Oh this feels lovely!
*Morgan looks between the pair again and speaks in Danu*
Morgan: A-are you sure? Danu...That's huge Maril...
*Milo takes NPC Marla off to bed, where they cuddle*
*the pilot finishes brewing her coffee and leans against a wall in the cafeteria area and casually sips it while examining the room and everyone in it with shrewd eyes*
*Iris looks over*
Iris: Oh! Oh you're awake! Err... Why don't you turn away for a moment and I'll hop out okay? Unless you want to join us that is...?
*She leaves the sentence hanging*
*Iris smiles to herself and climbs out of the water, shakes herself off as best she can and dresses*
Iris: There! I'm decent now!
*She smiles and sits next to Hanna*
Iris: YOu sleep well? YOu passed out on the way here.
*Iris shakes her head firmly*
Iris: No, let's go see if we can find you something to eat. Have you ever tried eating animals?
*She gets up and offers her hand to help Hanna up*
*Iris curses under her breath*
Iris: Gak....
*She sighs*
Iris: Alright... well why don't we at least get you somewhere private... Who knows, maybe we'll come across something...
*She again offers her hand to lead Hanna into the woods*
*Iris sighs and hugs Hanna* Iris: I know sweetie, but I just want you to be safe... *She lets go of Hanna and takes a few steps back, not watching really where she's going. She slips on a wet patch of leaves and stumbles, landing in a patch of thorny bushes* Iris: OW! Oh OW! Oh gak! *She cries out in pain as she scrambles from the bushes, now pretty scratched up and bleeding* Iris: Oh dear... How clumsy of me.. *She laughs slightly awkwardly and starts picking thorns out of her hair*
*Iris howls in pain, grabs her arm and scrambles away from Hanna*
*She's breathing heavily and desperately holding one hand over the chunk missing from her heavily bleeding arm*
*Her skin has turned black with fear as she stares at Hanna*
*Iris is still breathing hard and bleeding badly from the large chunk torn from her arm, not to mention all the thorn scratches* Iris: H-hanna? *She beings to weaken from the bleeding*
*Maria follows the sound as has decent hearing and follows it pistol and sword drawn having got dressed after lieing drying off on a beach for avit*
What's going on?
*still abit far away and having to push past the various brush*
If your hostile.. Leave the kid. Face me.
...
*Marinalia gives Morgan a clearly scared by scale of idea and very much serious*
*in Danu*
I'm scared... think it is real. know me... I never mentioned him for reason..
...
*Marla lets self be lead and snuggles up to Milo in their room *
*still thinking heavily coming to same conclusion as Marlin and relising the impact on her neice*
*Marla runs over and looks at wound *
Did you see what did it? Might help!
And how are you with blood?
*cuts the Iris dress somewhat into a mini dress to make a bandage etc*
I might need some help... If you can hold pressue on wound while I can get it bandaged and try and slow the blood.
*Maria looks surprised but stern*
Il have to talk to Iris later on...
*remembers Leo and what happened to her*
I'm not entirely predisposed to tell everyone if she agrees its for the best... Previous events and all...
*works on Iris and starts trying to slow down the bleeding with pressue and a small amount of Aura, mostly wanting to do it the old fashioned way*
*Iris's arm stops bleeding, but Iris's clothing isn't much to begin with, so Maria probs took her top off to use instead*
*She's still pretty weak, pale and unconscious though*
*Maria makes a bandage for Iris arm and also uses a largish stick to immobilize part of it for a day or two to let things heal as a fairly hefty injury *
*looks over and relises she used all of her top to make a bandage and keep wound bleeding out as well as our pressure on wound *
*lies her down gently so she can rest and looks over to Hanna slightly softer but firm*
Lets talk with Iris first. Work put what happened ok?
If I leant anything here... Not everything as first seems.
...
*Marinalia looks over at Verias and both seem to waiting for something, as if unwilling to break the question, and face whatever answers*
*Marinalia looks rather tense and Verias is cool still externally though deep down of mixed feelings*
...
*Marla snuggles deciding to tell Milo what she suspects when he wakes up *
*Maria*
Seems you got attacked. Your arm is bandaged and I had to set it so you bot start bleeding again... I think Hanna has some explaining to do.. But it also needs your aide of story.... I'm not sure what to do about it I I'm honest..
Sorry.. No bandages... Hope you not well...
*gestures as her top is her bandage*
*Marinalia nods and squeezes hand*
In Danu.
Yes... I'd rather know than always be guessing..worrying...
*slightly garbled as she not good with more complex elaments and tries best*
*Iris nods weakly in understanding *
Iris: N-no... isssfine... You did what you had to. Just..
hope not to embarrass you... *She looks over at Hanna questioningly*
*Morgan nods and walks towards Verias with maril*
Morgan: Alright... here goes. Sir! Can you tell us again why you're here? You wouldn't be looking for someone would you? Maybe a long lost daughter?
*maria*
I think I can handle it. Not exactly first pair I've seen Iris.
Don,t move that arm much. I did my best, but we got limited options. Should be able to use in a few days though.
Hanna... Iris.. You seem to know Hanna..
What should we do about this?
...
*Marinalia follows. And looks on obviously nervous at answer thugh*
*Verias stands up looking over*
Well. Even of I was. What would it be of your concern who I was, surely it would be my daughters.
Yes... That rather well grown and educated Princess is my daughter, it seems Maria never told much of that time of her life given the reaction.
*Marinalia is rather confused if to freze pr punch him in face and exe suffers somewhat a crash*
*Iris chuckles weakly*
Iris: First? I didn't think so... But the best you've ever seen? Now there's something I get told from time to time... *She smiles playfully, but then the smile fades as she looks over at Hanna*
Iris: Hanna... come here... *She beckons with her good arm*
*Morgan glares at Verias*
Morgan: Because I've been here for her a helluva lot more than you have!
*Iris shakes her head and props herself up against the tree better*
Iris: N-no! Hanna come here! *Her voice carries a commanding tone not heard before*
*She holds her good arm open, hiding her wounded one well behind her back. She also activates her aura, masking the scent of blood with the odor of ripe fruit, and healing herself a bit in the process*
*Maria gives her a wink*
I'm first of course. But your a close second Iris.
So... What we gonna tell people.
I assume you don,t want the whole truth coming out..
People reactions and all.
And
*a golden glow eminates and a rose bush grows up with a smell of fresh pancakes with roses that seem to be gold*
That might mask the smell
.
...
*Marinalia*
Why you come back... Why. I was fine without you... And...
*Verserian ignores the glare. *
So. Your the boyfriend. I'm sure you don,t be the last.. She can have whoever she likes...
Now . You think I never kept a eye... Champion swimmer, Terra. Oh, a certain... Victor...
And... Such is complicated... It was a long time ago...and I have my reasons to return, of merit. Where is the lovely Maria... Last we met was rather hostile all those years ago.
*Maria looks over*
Sure? Only if your sure. You may get some negative reactions Hanna...
And. Iris. You hurt her I won,t deny. But she will recover just fine... No lifelong harm done. Don,t run off ok?
...
*Verias gives a coded gesture he expecting trouble*
*has rather strict orders not to hurt his daughter *
...
*Marla sits up getting dressed talking to self abit*
Vesarian...verias...veris...
*dawns after a nights solid thought*
Damn... I know who that man is... Maria always called him Veris...
Oh... Marlin... Oh this gonna be rough...
*the pilot nods and subtly loosens her sword in its' scabbard*
*does the same for her bolt pistol*
*she then subtly leans against a wall and begins scanning the area with keen eyes*
*Milo isn't really paying that much attention, as he's in the bathroom shaving*
*Milo sighs and leans heavily against the bathroom counter*
I suspected as much, but I hoped beyond hope that I was wrong.
*he mutters a curse and punches the counter hard enough to take a chunk out of it*
*after taking a second to breathe he puts on his helmet and attaches the resp-mask and turns to face Marla*
So. What are we going to do about it then?
*the pilot calmly begins twirling a boot knife between her fingers and waits for something to happen*
*Marla*
much as I hate to say... Find out why the hell he is here first...
Marinalia... We need to find out what she wants... She gonna have a ton on questions.
Then maybe beat him up abit for being a useless father and leaving my sister the way he did....
*shrugs as both thinking the same thing*
Il get my armour...
*heads and starts pulling on her armour. *
*Milo pulls out his boot knife and tests its edge with his thumb, smiling in satisfaction as it's still razor sharp*
I'd be happy to remove some parts of him for you my love, regardless of what he's done. He just gives me the creeps.
*rams the knife into a sheath and begins checking the power cord on his hotshot lasgun*
*Iris sits up and shifts so that she's directly in front of Hanna*
Iris: Hanna, look me in the eyes.
*If Hanna doesn't do it over her own volition then Iris gently grabs her by the chin and pulls Hanna's gaze to face her*
Iris: Hanna, we can tell whoever you want, but before we do anything I want to say that I forgive you. Please don't beat yourself up over this okay?
*She stares into Hanna's eyes seriously, still using her aura to both heal the wounds, and mask the scent of blood*
*Morgan folds his arms and glares at Verias*
Morgan: Well I certainly hope to be the last, Human. Why show up now after all these years?
*Marla*
Aye... But not in front of Marlin.
Poor girl been through enough if she already found out who he is... Morgan got some work there...
*feels bad for her niece and worried what she might be feeling*
What a time for Maria to go missing... Sure choose your timing well sis...
...
*Maria stands back abit*
The answer is whatever you two decide... Il go along with it.
Youl be safe Hanna...
*slightly distracted by Iris but tries not to admit it*
...
*Vesaeian cooly*
I have my reasons. One to try and undo my past mistakes. And quite alot think that only to find that wrong...
Others, on this world just happen to combine... There's valuable goods and proffit to be made... Who out there claim otherwise.
*turns to Marlin somewhat less icey*
Marinalia, why not just sit down,.
No force.
You must have many questions..
..
*Marinalia looks torn and looks to Morgan and back to Verias*
Questions... Like why you left me. Why you left Maria...
Morgan. Would you be more polite to him...
*slightly cooler with a rather icey family reunion *
*Morgan grunts non-commitally and sits down, patting the seat next to him for Maril* *He leans back and folds his arms, watching silently*
*Iris nods and ruffles Hanna's hair. She smiles weakly* Iris: Alright, and don't worry. If someone has a issue... well then they can go sit and spin. *She hesitates briefly then goes all in* Iris: Hanna, you're special to me, you're like... like a daughter... and I won't let anyone hurt you, or take you away *Is hesitant to see if Hanna shares the sentiment*
*Iris smiles gently, letting a few tears slip herself and pulls Hanna up slightly into a better hug, accidentally smothering her in boobage* Iris: W-we're both lucky Hanna... We're both so very lucky...
*Maria smiles sat slightly back from them *
Your a natural Iris. Just go with what feels right. .. Oh.
Ans yes... They are.. Distracting... *Laughs*
*gives them abit of space and finds a nearby log and starts practicing a rather precise gymnastic routine along it with a fair degree of skill*
...
*Marinalia*
Aye... Fine. Il give you a chance...
*sits down next to Morgan *
So why... Come on. Why.. I went answers now your here...
Ans Morgan been far more help than many... So behave... Both of you...
*gives a rather good version of Maria wanting to try and have some sanity*
*Verias*
Well.. 20 years ago I was the Mars , Solar Naval atache.
I was posted to the Palace.. And well, you ain't so innocent to not work out what happened...
A mistake... I was not ready... But things where not as one aided as your Mothers account... Where is she by the way?
*add story, slightly one aided describing the events that seems to rather gloss things over and slightly budges some blame to Maria*
*looks to Morgan if he wants to ask anything*
*holds hand under table, shaking slightly though trying to hide it*
*Iris just holds Hanna in the hug until Hanna makes a effort to break it or shift Iris's grip*
*She chuckles slightly at Maria but doesn't make a sexual quip because she's busy hugging Hanna to death*
*Morgan glares furiously*
Morgan: So you backed out of your own fething daughter's life because you were afraid!?
*Vesarian*
There's many kinds of fear... I commanded boarding actions, I saw naval combat without fear... Yet that. Maybe you might be lucky tp never feel it.
Yet I returned...
So. You think I expected a warm welcome? No. I still came.. I'm a realist. Some things cannot be fixed. But a man can try.
*thinks hard as his plans need her help, willing best option working various hypertheticals to try and complete his vital plan holding some cards close for now*
*Marinalia sat kinda gauging and learning, trying to make sense of the enigma that the trader is*
*sighs as she relises where some of her traits came from*
So. .. I was that scary.... *seems deep in thought*
...
*Maria leaves them be abit keeping on practicing finaly finding her balence right and enjoying the exercise*
*gives iris a quick thumbs up*
*Iris looks momentarily confused then busts out laughing* *She wipes the tears from her face, and continues laughing* Iris: Oh no! No no don't be sorry! It's me who should be sorry! I'll have to find something to cover up with! *She folds her arms over her chest for now, covering it as best she can*
*Morgan squeezes Maril's hand* Morgan: But you left, like a coward. You couldn't take responsebility! So what do you expect now? Hm? Answer her that!
*Maria looks over*
Give me a second... You already know so..
*turns round searching armour and pulls off top half of body suit, though size differences mean she might not be able to make a t shirt or anything revealing the extensive augments and metal running down her entire back with armour, slots for meachadrites and various plated sections making up spine before putting armour back on*
Well I'm stuck in armour now... But there. And yes. I can feel it like it is me. I hurt if its damaged.
*tosses her the top half of body suits that's a fairly tough, quickt drying stretching fabric*
*Verisatian nods*
A valid question..
Marinalia, I came to find you after I hered the planet went dark... Reports of apocalypse. I was absent but I kept informed. The darkness did not break for a good solar month.
I expect nothing Morgan.
I'm a gak hole sure.
*shrugs*
We all have our faults. I'm cold, but that's a rogue traders life.
*Marinalia*
He seems.... *is pretty torn* I need to think... My entire idea of a person for 20 years got entirely rendered obsolete.
*turns and heads to room after kissing Morgan*
Il be in our room..
*Iris smiles slightly and tries to squeeze into the suit but fails, due to the size difference as she's like 2 feet taller than Maria*
Iris: Oh Maria... thank you, but I don't think it's going to fit...
*Even the stretching isn't really good enough for her to wear it comfortably*
*She goes to hand it back to Maria.*
Iris: Sorry..
*Morgan nods and stands up*
Morgan: I'll join you...
*He glances over his shoulder at Verias*
Morgan: I'm not saying you're totally worthless... but you've got a lot ot make up for
*Goes with Maril to they're room and changes into PJ's*
*Maria*
Thought so... Well. I've got armour... So...
*slides out a combat blade and hands her it*
Go make a top... I have armour..its all custom fitted so I'm fine.
I ain't uncomfortable like this. Just take it ... Your pair ate a concentration hazzed!
*taps armour chest plate*
The form fitting ain't a lie!
...
*Marinalia already in bed curled up not wearing much having just chucked a pile of clothes on floor and lied down*
*half sleeping, half trying to work put what the hell is going on*
*kinda trying to make sense of a extreme day for her*
...
*Verias nods before he leaves*
I do. And I cannot for all of it...
You will understand in time why I came.
*turns to his shuttle crewman*
I think I shall follow my daughter and retire. You are free to do as will.
And if you can salvage some decent booze on this world, for the love the Emparor get us somthinf that's not vahallaan gut rot grade.
*Morgan slides into bed and nuzzles her neck with kisses* Morgan: Hey... I know this has gotta be... tough... But I'm here for you okay?
*Iris waves away the offer* Iris: Oh no, no you can have it back. It's too... elastic to cut up properly. It'd just unravel. I'm going to have to find something else, maybe if we get back to the room... *She looks over at Hanna* iris: I'm really sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable Hanna... I wouldn't if I could help it...
*Morgan holds Maril tightly, enjoying the little things in life, like her pressed against him*
Morgan: You're bloody right I do...
*Falls asleep too*
*Iris smiles slightly and goes to lie down*
*She looks at Hanna and pats the ground next to her*
Iris: Hanna, I think I'm going to sleep... come snuggle up if and when you're tired.
*She lies back and quickly passes out*
*the pilot nods, but then turns and walks into the kitchen and begins making herself a sandwich and looking for some booze*
*Milo is sitting in a lounge room thinking about how to react to the knowledge of who just arrived at his new home*
*is idly sharpening a combat knife on his vambrace as he thinks*
*Maria smiles waking up and yawns*
Least someone's happier.
*quickly looks round and changes back into her top and re locks armour *
*heads off to quiet side and starts trying to make a coccanut tree but mostly making herbs*
...
*Marinalia is happily snuggled and sleeps fairly well, though had her momments and tosses and turns abit*
*still nervous about things and Morgan may notice a pistol hidden under her pillow well safed but loaded*
...
*Space wolf walks out into main area in repaired armour having spent past week mending it*
*notices Milo and feels the room*
Hmmm... The tension is positively flowing in the room...
Emotions leave a trace...
*for milos sake*
What have I missed guardsmen?
You're.... Familiar to me.
*Iris wraps her good arm around Hanna and pulls her up close in her sleep*
*After some time she wakes up and looks down at the sleeping girl sleepily. She smiles and rolls onto her side then pulls Hanna up against her, slightly smothering her again by accident before falling back asleep*
*The scratches from the thorn bushes have already healed and the arm is well on it's way to healing*
*Morgan wakes from a nightmare himself and sits up sharply in a cold sweat*
*He looks around wildly then down at Maril, sighs with relief and lies back down, wrapping his arms around her and just holding her until she wakes*
*ocasianal waft pf fresh pancakes and gold glow from side as Maria fails to make a coccanut tree, though has a rather good herb garden starting to form including a watermelon randomly *
...
*Marinalia slowly starts to wake up warming up as she normally does and looks round half asleep*
Morn... *yawns* ing....
Anpther day for the universes most emotionally fethed up couple.
*laughs slightly as both by now probbly have a good list of issues*
...
*Maria heads to morgue and sees Morri to check on med facility*
Hey Morri. Can I help you? Even I its a coffee and a chat?
Ooc cannot reply for 4-5 hours ish.
Volunteering today.
*Milo glances over at the Wolf*
Not much. Maril's deadbeat father has shown up and is trying to be a dad again. I'm a bit tempted to shoot him in the head.
*the pilot is acting icily calm right now and shows no signs of discomfort at being watched so intensely.*
*Morrigan nods sadly and looks at Marla*
Morrigan: We need to find Dria...
*She looks sadly down at Cal, who's body hasn't yet really started to decay*
*Gharn is wandering, carrying Dria around and looking for a way out*
*Morgan half sits up and smiles weakly*
Morgan: You... mind if I join you?
*Jarl nods*
Agh... Most peculiar.. Maria once asked me to keep a eye on her. I'm sure I can spare one in this circumstance.
Wait. Better to know a potential enemies capacity before you engage in battle young one.
*places a amroured gaintlet on shoulder for emphasis*
I remember little of my past before I served Russ. My home land is long gone. Reforged a 1000 times likely. Such is the way.
It carries less weight with me than others I admit
*has no fear of the crewman, and looks over*
A newcomer...
What beings you to our home...?
*eyes sparkle pale blue in a slight shadow*
...
*Marla*
The body is held in a low level stasis field alongside cooling.
He won,t be marred or defiled Morri.
It ain't much... But ... He was a friend..
We will find her... Trust me. Furia is a good tracker... She may help me.
...
*Marinalia pokes head round*
Feel free , if you want to. I did need some exercise.
*gives him a cheeky grin*
*Morri nods miserably and just stares down at Cal's ashen face*
*Morgan cracks a weak grin and gets up*
Morgan: You're gonna get some exercise alright...
*He joins Maril in the shower for a long session of exercise*
*the pilot looks calmly at the Jarl*
I am here to serve my Lord in any capacity that he may need of me. Whether that be as pilot, doctor, or bodyguard, I am here to serve him.
*adds an emphasis on the word 'bodyguard' with a meaningful look*
*Milo re-attaches his resp mask and presents an emotionless mask to the world*
I will not lose my niece, come hell or high water I will not be separated from my family again.
*Marla puts a hand on her shoulder*
We will find your kids... We will find Dira. I just need to locate Furia...
*fiddles with a computer checking main areas on camera looking for furia or Thoeth...*
Marinalia, well she and Morgan , you find one you seem to find the other.
...
*Marinalia very much so exercises and enjoys the fact os a rather good way of her getting rid of her tension*
*kinda glad the place is sound poofed*
...
*Jarl looks over at flight crew.*
Agh... Now it makes sense. I am Jarl Agmar. Of the Space Wolf Legion, the Ainciant wolf. . These people I protect. You would unwise to cross me..
*is completely calm but also fully clad in armour with beard streaked with grey from age and a rather rough life*
*nods to Milo*
I can respect a human with a sense of duty... And you seem to have arrived in company of the Primus Marine... A rather interesting saga for another day id bet...
*the pilot gives Agmar a blank look*
It would be unwise of you of to underestimate me Space Marine. It reminds me of an old Terran saying "Pride cometh before a fall"....
*she casually leans against the wall and cracks her back*
*Milo nods*
Yes. Brother Hrorki and I had a chance to become acquainted on the trip coming back to this world. Although my saga would probably give most people a headache. Almost demonically possessed twice, died at least twice....
*Morgan relieves some stress through several sessions with Maril before finally showering off everything and walking back out to the bedroom*
Morgan: Feth... I love you...
*Sits down on the edge of the bed to catch his breath*
*Morri nods and averts her eyes from her husband's body*
Morri: I-I'll go find Morgan... He'll probably be in Maril's room
*Calluna wakes up and crawls from the bed she was sharing with her mumzie somewhere and wanders out into the hallway, headed towards the kitchen for some food*
*Thoth walks back into the room, suit slightly ruffled and looks about for his daughter and baby-momma*
*Jarl looks over*
Old saying.... *laughs* I am a rather old wolf lady.
*bares fangs ernough to show is no blood claw*
*looks over to Milo*
Any saga of this place Il do that. Yours has been particularly unlucky... Good job you married a doctor...
Aye.. What you think of those new marines? I am... Interested in a non marine perspective...
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*Furia is exhausted and sleeps not relising she snuck out *
*would be worried of she knew she wandering unspervised if knew*
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*Marinalia walks out and pulls on some underwear looking for her dress*
Gah... Where did i put that one?
You know...black one that suits me. Grey details?
*is tired enough from it to call it a decent exercise*
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*Marla nods*
Knock first... I think we where young and well...
*sighs as feels bad for Morri not revealing milosmiricale return as think it hurt her*
Il look for Furia anyway.. Better me than you...
*goes a looking*
*The pilot is more than a bit unnerved by the fangs, but she does manage to hide it fairly well*
Maybe you are, it changes very little in my eyes.
*Milo sighs*
It's just normal Guardsmen luck. Mine just appears to be bad because death keeps spitting me back out time and time again. As for the new Marines, they just seem to be like the normal Marines, just bigger with fancier looking armor and weapons.
*Morri stares at Marla for a second before it sinks in*
Morri: You mean- Huh... I guess I never really-... He guess he's growing up faster than I'd like...
*Goes to Maril's room and knocks just as Morgan finishes getting dressed*
Morgan: Maril, I think it's over in the closet. Oh! Who's this?
*He cracks open the door, blocking the view in with himself*
Morgan: Oh! Mum! What do you need?
*Morri looks at him and sighs*
Morri: Your sister... where is she?
*Morgan frowns*
Morgan: She was with Gharn... are they not in their room!?
*Morri shakes her head and they exchange a worried look*
Morri: I'll look outside. Maybe they went off into the woods?
*Morgan nods thoughtfully*
Morgan: They've done that a few times... but Dria wouldn't want to stray too far unless she had to... I'll look around here. Maybe they're just in another room...
*He closes the door as Morri walks off, goes over to Maril, explains the situation, kisses her and goes off to find Dria, of course offering for Maril to tag along*
*Calluna sees her father and runs up to him*
Calluna: Daddy! Up!
*She holds her arms above her head, then shouts "Wheeee!" as Thoth lifts her up and holds her high over his head, with her being almost 14 feet off the ground*
Thoth: Ah, hello Luna, where is your mother?
Calluna: Mummy sleeps in a room nearby! Shall we go see her?
*Due to Thoth's teaching, her language skills far exceed that of most 5 year-olds*
*Jarl is rather perceptive but np rookie at poker*
Maybe. But some marines would have shot you dead for the perceived alight.
I am not quite as over reactive as some of my brothers.
It would be interesting to talk to your boss. Which room is his..
*nods to milo as to explain*
My lord Grimmor asked for my assessment. As it seems my word is of value. I sought to give best advice . This issue of mightly import. To seek alternate perspective.
...
*Marinalia nods thankful je kept door shut*
Thanks... Id rather her well... Dressed!
*shrugs as zips up dress hiding a well fitted layer of body armour over her vital organs and grabs a mid lengh fitted coat, sword and pistol*
Dira... She a friend... Of course id go!
*follows and sees Morri in course of leaving*
Hello... Sorry I not seen you much.. Things have been... Rather distracting for all of us.
*rather glad she not knock earlier*
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*Furia is sleeping, with room filled with a few hand made bits mostly animal carvings. , remaining mostly as it was*
*had managed to fond a small collection of toys and books for Calluna to keep her least abit entertained*
*Jarl nods tp theoth seeing Calluna*
Now I recognise her... We sheltered the clan before the invasion. Grown rather quickly.
*the pilot chuckles*
If they were to shoot me dead for that little insult it seems to me that they would be acting like an overgrown child, lashing out at the first insult they receive. They should develop a thicker skin...
*Milo shifts uncomfortably*
I'm just a Storm Trooper my Lord. I can't attest much else about him other than that he seems much like any other Space Marine that I've ever met. A bit eager to prove himself maybe, but he seems to be loyal to the Imperium and to the God Emperor.
*Yarl*
And I've learned one thing. If you want a honest answer. Ask the guard rank and file. That is why I asked.
*Shrugs to flight crew*
We can do as we please In required course of duty. .Not all are like that, others are cold as machines, they vary greatly... Brothers, if not some of a stranger kind.
Again.. Where is your boss.... I wish to ensure.. Something.
*slightly more comanding*
*Calluna directs Thoth to Furia's room* *Thoth enters the room and looms over the bed with Calluna held in his arms* Thoth: Furia. Wake.
*Morri nods then looks at Maril* Morri: I... I would like to thank you, for just being there for Morgan, and I want you to know, that whatever there is between you... I approve, and I won't stand in the way. *She doesn't smile but somehow does look approving and slightly friendly*
*Morgan had walked off to look for his sister elsewhere as Morri headed towards the outside*
*Iris wakes up and smiles down at Hanna. She gently disengages herself from Hanna and stands up, stretching luxuriously before looking around and whispering* Iris: Maria? Are you awake?
*Furia wakes up with a start reaching half for a knife before relising *
What... What happened?
*does not quite approve at being ordered*
*sits up*
Hello, and Calluna... Next time leave. Just tell please.
This place has dangers.
*heavy accent remains and refuses to leave even with different languages*
...
*Marinalia smiles slightly*
Morri.. I think its been a two way thing to be honest.
Id of ... I'm not sure how id of coped, and with Vesarian now...
Thanks... And...we close. Morgan. Its not some fling... Even if it took us along time to realize...
*is very tactful on wording not quite wanting to admit certain things to Morri despite her probbly relising exactly what *
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*Mari wakes up having fallen asleep working on making a cocanut tree and failing talking quietly *
Iris... Yeah I'm awake.
*sits up*
What's up?
*eyes twinkle pale gold as air slightly drained*
*Thoth holds Calluna out, and she reaches out to be held*
Thoth: I wish to speak with you. I require... updates to your situation, along with the situation if m- our daughter
*Morri frowns*
Morri: Vesarian? Who's that?
*She puts a hand on Maril's shoulder*
Morri: And you need to realize... If you really want to stay with Morgan for all his life, then there are some trials you'll have to endure...
*Iris takes a coconut and starts bashing it against a rock to crack it open*
*She looks at Maria while she does this*
Iris: I was wondering if you could create something to eat, but I see you've already beaten me to it! How are you doing? Do you think we should try and find a way back?
*Furia takes Calluna as she reaches*
Come here then..
*holds her close and supports as required*
What I plan...?
She learn, she learn both book and bow. Learn to be strong woman... Why...
*looks suspicious of Thoeth slightly*
...
*Marinalia leans slightly against the wall*
My father... Turns out he wants to know his estranged daughter. He a rogue trader now...
*looks at Morri*
I know... There's always a price to be paid... Nothing comes free... But things... .. They feel right. He calms my nightmares...
Between us we ain't so broken..
...
*Maria looks up ernough to keep eye line above *
Im doing alright... Just old memories... There ... Not all pleasant.
Yes.. We need to get back... Marlin..marla.. Even if this was paradise id want to go home..
*Thoth clicks his beak a few times*
Thoth:I merely wish to know what intentions you have. Is there any aide I could provide? Any service I could preform?
*He's being unusually agreeable*
*Morri nods*
Morri: I mean... you will have to become an immortal, if you want to spend even a fraction of his lifespan with him. There are many challenges with that...
*He looks shocked*
Morri: Your father?! He's here!?
*Iris smirks to herself and does her best to be as 'distracting' as possible while she opens the coconut. When she finally does get it open, she starts to eat hungrily*
Iris: Agreed. We can't stay here forever. I've got to find Horus though...
*Horus is completely lost, wandering all over to find Iris and not really getting anywhere*
*Furia nods *
I can hunt, teach to survive, track and live with planet and to make..you book teach, to write... To read... *thinks and shakes head as stuck on word* edu...educcaution ... Scool..
*goes red*
Want to learn...read.. Write your toungue... To help Calluna...
*Marinalia*
I realised that I never chose a easy path with him. It was...c..Cal. He convinced me to talk with him after we argued... Things seemed to work and well... Escalated...
*sighs and nods*
Yes.. Duke Vesarian. He is here. I'm still unsure on it all. He seems. Well cold...
...
*Maria gives up on resisting and has to poke one gently to belive it just looking at em*
Nope.. Real... I thought you might be playing some aura trick!
Aye.. And Hanna... Well she needs...wade too...
He seems close in whatever way it works...
*shakes head not bothering to work it out*
Plus there's always syth flesh...
*Iris giggles and continues to be playfully distracting but nods*
Iris: I know... Even if I don't like him, Wade is good with Hanna.
*She laughs*
Iris: And no! Aura can't make knockers like these!
*She shrugs*
Iris: I don't know if synth flesh will work either... Maybe if we could give her nutrients artificially...
*Thoth nods*
Thoth: I can assist you with reading and writing. Is that all?
*Morri feels a bit of pride for her son, knowing that he's made a good choice in a waifu*
Morri: Good... We can talk more on this later. Now, about your father.... Break his nose, then hug him.
*She smiles ever so slightly*
Morri: It's what Scatty did to Huitz a long long time ago, back when Huitz was... not a nice person
*Maria *
We stock up on what food we can carry and try and find a way out of here.
*Maria shakes her head laughing*
You are tease... Can,t say it does not work though.
*nods*
If I know what she taking energy from...yeah.
But she also not like doctors...
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*Marinalia*
Yeah... If there was anywhere civilised left id offer to pay for a decent bottle of wine ...
*seems to cheer up that she least accepted and feels bit less nervous round Morri, and probbly shows*
*smiles slightly*
That ain't worst advice...and I'm gonna ask Agmar to well, keep a eye...
Ik check the old asaains qauters for her...there stripped bare now but Il check...
*does something suprising and gives a quick hug before jogging off
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*Furia thinks *
Want to learn...but first. Cannot learn books... *shakes head*
Need to learn..how. Also can then better teach Calluna my tpungue..
My people... Krom..we must earn things...without earn they have no value... *shakes head*
No magic know.... Earn it.
*Marla checks base for Furia not knowing room and also outside round the top for Dira, Gharn or any signs. *
...
*Verias rests working out his next movie quietly reading a small old book and updates a rather long data slate file. *
*Iris laughs*
Iris: Well to quote a long dead musician named Bruno Mars, "If you sexy then flaunt it"
*She flaunts it a bit more as she eats and agrees with Maria*
Iris: Yes, stocking up, taking what we can carry with us.
*Thoth was just about to impart the knowledge into Furia but stops, showing a bit of new respect for the woman*
Thoth: Ah! So we are in agreement on that subject! Come then! Let us learn.
*He sits down and begins to teach*
*Morri is too surprised by the hug to return it and instead shakes her head, smiles slightly as she watches Maril go, and goes to look for her daughter*
*Furia learns fairly quickly once she gets the basics down, and tries to link it with native tongue she is fluent in, reading, writing etc. *
*explains*
Krom. He not cruel. He not ask for pray. Harsh, but fair to those true to his code.
Just do. Take what you can, get what you can, earn what you can. Krom give life. After than up to you.
...
*Maria*
Aye, there's also the . Some things are best in small packages.
*laughs* though you may need a bigger cocoanut size!
Gah.. I've not laughed like that in weeks! What you like Iris...
*starts catering up what food Il travel well and such and trying to find a few bits like dry wood for a fire starter etc*
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*Marinalia searches the unused area of room now back to basic furniture. Much of its original stuff taken with them, finding just detrius of living like bottles, ration pack wrapping and other general stuff not worth taking with them when they left. *
*keeps a hand covertly near her pistol hidden on leg*
...
*Marla seems to have seached upper levels, roof and round base for who she looking for and goes to check accidently meeting Marlin on the way*
...
*Jarl waits to try and find out where the crew members boss is, interested in meeting this man*
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*Verias is in room feeling good about his progress and information gained, deep in planning*
*Thoth idly dismisses Krom as little more than a fairytale, then continues to teach*
*Calluna plays with some blocks in the corner*
*Iris laughs along with Maria*
Iris: No! Coconuts won't work unless they're mutant giant ones!
*She thinks for a moment*
Iris: Well... if you make a watermelon, we could scoop out the insides and use it to carry more...
*Iris leaves Maria to make the food and goes to find some wood to make a fire with*
*Gharn stumbles through a portal and crashes out of a closet and into the room*
Gharn:...What. What happened?
Your in the room.. That cupboard leads nowhere...
Where did you come from?
...
*Furia learns along but her culture seems to hold and refuses to give up elements that remain of her native culture. *
*is rather stubborn about not losing her culture *
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*Maria*
Aye...that Il work.
*gets hollowing out the melon into a handy carry melon*
*checks her armour glad she not lost what she was keeping safe and locks it again*
Phew... Not losing that...
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*Marla and Marlinalia are stood about talking trying to work out where Furianis and trying to remember which one ot was outside in one corridor...*
*Marla talks quietly as Verarian passes giving him a rather cold look*
...
*Veserian wanders out to grab a coffee and some food*
Agh.. More inhabitants...and a abhuman too.
*stood making coffee though seems to be unconcerned about the oddity of arival having studied the room before he fame*
*Gharn cradles Dria in one arm and accepts the hand up*
Gharn: Oh good. We're back. There was a portal and we-
*He looks back in the closet to see nothing there and frowns*
Gharn: I... Hm...
*Thoth keeps teaching*
*Iris comes back with a large armload of fallen branches and sticks*
Iris: Here we go! How's your job coming?
*She flops down and starts trying to light a fire in the caveman fashion, but is really really bad at it*
*jarl nods and enquires*
Did anyone else .. End up with you?
*shrugs at the closet*
Stranger has happened....
*Vesarian looks over*
So.. This place is as strange as the legends say... Portals.. And more...
*seems coldy familiar eyes to marlil*
Why you stayed is definitely a valid question.
...
*Maria smiles and takes the tools of her and lights quite abit quicker *
You might be the relationship expert but.
*gesutres to half a hollow watermelon and a stack of food*
Enough for a few days... Hanna... Well . Have to what we can.
Least I not lost my my gift for Marlil in all this chaos.
...
*Furia learns along and soon gets a few basics down *
A question... Do you... No one else know...
*switches to native northern based language*
I am not ill educated . Your toungue is clumsy, bit this one is not. I am fluent.
*Thoth clicks his beak and responds in the same language*
Thoth: Ah yes. Nordic Fensariash. I know this language well. However you shall still need to learn English
*Gharn gestures to Dria*
Gharn: There was Lady Iris, Miss Maria and little Hanna. Other than that, I do not know.
*He frowns at Verias*
Gharn: Who are you?
*Iris nods*
Iris: Yes... Well we'll have to see about her...
*She looks curious*
Iris: A gift? What did you get for her?
