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OOC: A light year is a distance, not a measure of time (soz, I had flashbacks to teachers misusing that)

BIC:

*Irilis and Hrorki reach the climb they had earlier mounted*

How do you intend to descend?

*Hanna looks around the kitchen and kinda wishes she had been there to try and stop Cal's death*

Hanna: (M-maybe it's ok to f-fight..... But only if it to protect people...)

*Marinalia can sleep and is curled up to Morgan peacefully sleeping and moving slightly as he does to compensate*
*can see she worried but also resting and peaceful for now*
*tries to least be there as something good and one solid thing left*

*also not armoured and far more normally dressed so far more comfey to cuddle*
Ooc gotta go. Replies be a tad sporadic

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*Jarl is not awoken as such as in almost stasis however Farseer may begin to tell he is slowly beginning to wake, though unable to fully because of injuries that need tending*

*has a wise range of kill marks and campaign badges of long lost past and the harsh and so chosen Hersey and scpuring marks that only adorn great banners and Bjprns armoured shell*

...

*Maria still looking for Gharn to pass on messages, and finds, during/after Jake interaction whichever is appropriate *

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*Marla almost as confused as Milo both wondering why they remember and feel for the other so*

*Hanna leaves the kitchen and sits behind a couch*

*She curls up and thinks*

*She has a bottle of water with her and she nibbles on her thumb every now and then taking a little bit of flesh and eating it*

*The warp whispers to Irilis, and gives her an image, and some sound*

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*The warp's offering is most unhelpful, and makes her a little paranoid about the possibility of alien life*

*Hrorki looks down at the climb and then at Agmar*
*he looks down again, and then at Agmar*
*he seems to be judging the distance*
*he sighs heavily once*
I'm trying to figure that out....

*Irilis calculates that power armour should be sufficient to stop Hrorki and Agmar from breaking any bones*

*She silently walks behind Hrorki, jumps, and lands a hard roundhouse kick right on his back*

*Billy crashes through a few bushes before landing in a heap*
*He groans and stands up. He activates his shield arm and reloads his gun*
Billy: You wanna know what kinda mistake you made bud!? Pissin' me off!
*Takes aim and fires at Aerin as the dude charges, then pulls out a spearhead and gets ready to fight hand to hand*

*being entirely unexpected, Hrorki is not prepared at all for the kick, and so he (and Agmar) go flying*
*he is cursing Irilis the entire way down, until he hits the ground with a sound that kinda sounds like a gong being rung*
*a very comedic dust cloud pops up where he landed*
*Both he and Agmar are perfectly fine though, maybe a bit winded by the impact*

*Irilis lands gently next to the heaping pile of metal and paint that is Hrorki and Agmar*

I solved the problem. Gravity is on our side for once.

*Aerin would have gotten close enough to Billy to slash at his chest, and he takes the third bullet which causes him to stagger backwards and sink to one knee*
A: ...Much better... than Cal.
*fumbles for a bottle of Swallow, cause he's not in good shape at all*

*Billy shouts in pain and staggers, bleeding badly, but then leaps forwards to smash a steel fist into Aerin's face*
Billy: Th' feth you mean better than Cal!? What'd you do to Cal!?

*Hrorki groans and slowly gets to his feet*
*he picks up Agmar again and stands up with an interesting cacophony of popping and cracking sounds that sound remarkably painful to hear*
*in a deadpan voice*
Do that again Witch and you'll be eating your own tongue.
*he then sets back off towards the Neu-Room*

*Poison begins to seep into Billy from the wound, and Aerin tries to lean backwards to avoid the punch but still gets clocked in the face*
*The Cat slumps backwards and spits out a glob of blood*
A: Had a contract.
*still reaching the Swallow, and shakily brings it towards his lips*

*Billy sinks to the to one knee, breathing heavily and trying to stifle the blood seeping from his chest*
Billy: C-contract? Oh no... If you killed him! I swear I'm going to turn your head into paste!
*He tries to rise weakly but fails*

*Irilis takes a gander at what is going on inside Agmar's body, and shivers*

I may have been mistaken about the impact force reduction on his armour. On the other hand you seem to be remarkably unbruised, given that you landed primarily on your face.

*Aerin greedily drinks the Swallow, emptying the entire bottle*
*The Cat's veins turn dark green, but his wounds begin to heal rapidly, including the bullets popping out like how Wolverine heals*
A: Good luck with that.
*Aerin moves forwards with a new grace and stabs his sword at Billy's chest*

*Hrorki chuckles darkly*
Wolf Priest Ulrik always did say I was extremely hard-headed, I guess he was right about that. Do not worry overly much about Brother Agmar though, most of that damage will have healed by itself by the time we get back to the base.

*The sword goes in and Billy heaves up some blood, then grins at Aerin shakily*
Billy: Hrk.... Say goodnight Gracie...
*He jabs towards Aerin's neck with the spearhead, trying to ram it through his throat*

*Aerin is too close to completely dodge the hit, so he raises his free arm to catch the spearhead instead*
A: I'll kill you slowly.

*The spearhead jabs into Aerin's arm, and he'd feel intense burning pain, seeping right into his bones. It's beyond probably anything he would have felt before as the ancient Earthlord rune on the spearhead works it's magic*
*Billy spits out some more blood and slumps*
*There's the sound of the hammer of a gun cocking back behind Aerin*
Black Hawk: Let... him... go...
*Black Hawk took the brunt of the explosion, so she's pretty shredded, on eye is gouged out from a chunk of shrapnel, and he's barely standing as he places the gun barrel against the back of Aerin's head*

*Irilis quietly contemplates the significance of alien life, and the symbolic meaning of Agmar's return*

*She thinks to herself that to Hrorki, Agmar represents wisdom, tradition, and the legacy of great heroes. From this, she understands some of Hrorki's values. Either knowledge or story is part of his interest. She senses that he is new to the Space Wolves, and may have had some difficulty fitting in with them. The tradition of Agmar would most certainly bring him into deeper brotherhood with the other Wolves. Agmar's herodom is what she sees in Hrorki's eyes. He aspires to greatness.*

*Irilis concludes, however, that this overthinking is currently useless, as the information is inapplicable to herself and her situation*

*Hrorki steadfastly keeps on trucking back towards the base, managing to maintain a fast, but steady, pace*
*Is also managing to keep a pretty decent hold on Agmar with his one remaining arm, although he has to pause occasionally to adjust his hold to keep Agmar from falling down*

*Milo finally fell asleep sometime during the night and is currently passed out halfway off the bed and halfway on the floor*

*Agmars body heals fine as geneseed is not dozens of clone generations old and comes from time when the process tp make a space marine was less myth and rituals*

*if she scans his slowly waking mind she sense a great pain of the betrayal, watching the golden age die and seeing the dying empire in 40k a sad legacy to his brothers sacrifices*
*old marines armour on low power helping to heal his injuries slightly*

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*Maria keeps looking for Gharn finding him when the time is right for plot*

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*Marinalia wakes slowly and looks over at Mprgan sleepily*
Morning...
*tries to hide it abit but eyes give away she very worried about him and the general situation as a whole*

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*Marla is napping as her sleep was bad, plagued by odd dreams of memories that seem to been triggered*
*very confused about milo that's not milo but is milo*

*Aerin slowly raises his hands in surrender*
A: He's poisoned. Without a cure, he will die. Kill me, and he won't get the cure.

*Iris has taken Dria to bed, but the little Elder doesn't want to let go and just clings to Iris until someone else arrives*
*Iris sighs and gently rocks Dria, trying to get her to sleep*


*Calluna and Thoth are on their way back*


*Morgan had finally passed out into a fitful sleep full of nightmares but jerks awake at Maril speaking*
Morgan: Wuh!? Uh... Ohh...
*He looks over at Maril, seemingly more tired than possible*
Morgan. Hi...


*Black Hawk snarls and shoots out both Aerin's legs at the knee joint*
BH: Give him the cure, and I'll let you die quickly donkey-cave.
*Billy collapses and BH resists the urge to run to his friend's side, instead keeping the gun trained on Aerin*

*Aerin grunts as he falls to the ground, and he turns to face Black Hawk*
A: Nekkers were more intimidating.
*reaches for his potions with one hand, and uses the other to cast Axii on BH*
A: Shoot Billy.

*Hanna is in the corner of the main room hidden behind a couch*

*She can't stop thinking about her urge to eat Cal's body and gnaws oh her thumb furiously*

*Her left eye has gone black and red*

*Black Hawk's face goes blank and he shoots Billy four times in the chest*
*He snaps to and sees what he's done*
BH: What the- NO! YOU BAS- *Click click*
*Black Hawk's gun has run dry. Black Hawk pistol whips Aerin and starts trying to save his' friend's life*

*Marinalia*
Sorry... I woke you up... Sorry...
*sighs*
You rest... Il have a shower n grab us some breakfast..

I said id look after you...
*smiles weakly and heads to shower after a quick kiss on cheek*

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*Furia bumps into Maria who asks her a big favour and ad someone less emotionaly involved heads to med bay and respectfully moves cals body to a mprgue section and covers him over*
*mutters a simple prayer in her toungue as she does and closes the steel door with a final symbolic gesture*