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*Aerin grabs Black Hawk's hand and growls*
A: Might be a cripple, but I'll still kill you.
*pulls himself forward as best he can to bite BH's arm, cause his sword is still inside Billy and his legs are shot up*

*Black Hawk shouts in pain and starts beating Aerin with the butt of his pistol*
BH: YOU KILLED HIM! I'LL KILL YOU!
*Despite what he said, Billy isn't quite dead*


*Morgan nods silently and just stays in bed*

*Aerin throws a punch at BH's gut while still trying to keep his teeth in BH's arm*
*reaches for his trophy knife with his other arm, the same blade that killed Cal*

*Marinalia showers quickly and heads out and gets dressed deciding not to be a flirt as not time for it*

*just trusts Morgan and not mind as gets dressed casually and heads put to grab some food returning a while later with some lunch, drinks and a basic data slate so they have something to watch of they want*

*l
Just leaves ot up to him to sleep etc and quietly reads a book on sofa*

...

*Furia sighs and feels bad for the family as heads out med bay, worried for own *

*Milo fully falls off the bed in his room*
*somehow remains asleep*
*his dreams are plagued with visions of Marla*

*Hrorki finally begins to near the base with Irilis and Agmar*
Nearly there brother, hopefully I'll have some answers soon...
*looks contemplative*

*reactor built into armour is running on very low vut now powering the basic pain relief and life support systems*
*Agmar strengthens slightly as armour takes some of the effort but still badly wounded from his battles beyond own natural healing*

*if mk x remotely comparable detect a low power output etc tp the armour and listed systems*

...

*Marla dreams less broken but more confused remembering past events and such and feelings that seem to conflict with things*
*nor sleeping very well but seems to get impression that the something she feeling is... Rightish*

*Hrorki scans Agmar and detects the low power of his armor*
Just hold on a little longer brother, you'll be in safe hands soon enough....
*he picks up speed and practically stampedes into the main base*
*he goes looking for Marla at the medical bay to help Agmar out*

*Maria runs into med bay looking very similar to Marla as sister but with the gold rimmed eyes and golden blonde when alert sounds *

What's going on?
DR Maria... *notices height as she smallest of family at 5'4 and also not seen marines that large*
Your new... What happened? You might have to help me. Not a expert on marine physiology...

*slightly suprised as never seen a primus marine before *

*Hrorki looks down at Maria, since he's several feet taller than her*
I need some medical assistance for my brother here. He is in a self-induced coma due to injuries that he received at some point during the past few weeks. I'll do my best to instruct you on marine physiology if you need it.
*appears a bit tired and battered himself*

*Maria cannot but not notice*
You look like you took a wounds too if may say.

*starts treating the old marines wounds stopping to ask when she needs to and neatly dealing with the worst of the wounds and trying to prioritise but also not always entirely sure on exact order*

Good to see the Jarl survived. Only one of the wolves who made it here bar yourself.

*Hrorki's face drops at that last statement*
I had hoped that more of my brothers had made it here alive, but I knew that if they hadn't gotten here by now then...
*suddenly looks much older for a few seconds before shaking his head, his previous confidence returning*
Anyway, help him as best as you can, then I need to go talk to the other doctor here about getting an augmetic for my arm...
*looks at the missing limb for a moment before sighing again*

*Irilis watches the surgery with an academic interest, occasionally laughing with seeming contempt for marine physiology*

*mid laugh*

W- hehehe.. what is-

*much heartier laugh*

What is that supposed to be?

*can't stop laughing*

*Maria*
The invasion was bad... Even by impirum standards.... I'm surprised the Jarl made it.

*Turns fo farseer with a polite but cool doctors response*
Can you please not distract me.
I don't wanna be the medic that killed a marine who is 10,000 years old.

*keeps on working*
Doctor... Oh must mean my sister Marla... Yeah, its if we have a augment your size.... Your large... Even fir a marine.

*Hrorki looks down at himself*
I'm about the same size as my fellow Primaris brothers. Certainly, we're taller than many of our Chapter brothers, but we were designed to be bigger and tougher than a normal marine. Although Arjac Rockfist is still bigger than nearly all of us....
*at Irilis' comment he raises his bolt pistol and aims it squarely at her face*
One more word out of you Witch and I'll take it upon myself to see what color your brain is. I've tolerated your presence so far because of your assistance in retrieving my lost brother, but my patience and goodwill only goes so far.

*Irilis wanders off in utter hysterics*

This is the best joke I have seen in centuries!

*Maria*
We have been cut off for weeks... Plus kinda not a valuable imperial world.

Your first of the new Arastes here.. We never seen your kind before

*works for a while and gets him stable as she can which I not equal to a marines medic but vest she can as Agmar begins to stir slightly as wounds are healed enough *

*Eyes blink awake slowly glowing a faint ice blue and looks round seeing the Primus, Maria and the Farseer*

What.. Princess... Brother... Where am I...

*Irilis calls in from the main room, having gotten over her laughter*

You are in a room on a planet in the middle of nowhere, and it is really boring!

*Hrorki hurls a nearby metal tray out the door in the general direction of Irilis' voice*
You must really want me to hurt you considering how much you seem to enjoy testing my patience!
*He then turns to look at the awaking Agmar*
You have been unconscious for some time now Brother Agmar, you are at the basecamp that has apparently been set up for the Imperial survivors in this area.
*under his breath*
And annoying xenos witches...

*Yarl makes a weak laugh*
I can still hear pup.. *you can tell a space wolf age by fangs*

This place... Is not normal.
*looks and relises he one of the Marines veck said exist*
I have not seen your kind... You wear my colours yet you are something new.

Jarl Agmar... Rune priest of the old legion.. Last of my great company.
*gives a legionnaires salute from the med bed*

*shouts back to selym*
I can sense you from here ... Eldar. I am no fool.
I have seen your kind before, a farseer.of the craftworlds.

*nods graciously to Maria for healing his wounds reconising her stitch*

*Hrorki sighs*
No brother, this place is most certainly NOT normal. That much is obvious even to my young eyes.
*pauses at the last comment*
That is because my kind is only a very recent development Brother. We are the Primaris Marines of the Ultima founding. Designed by Cawl and Guilleman to be bigger and tougher than the average Marine, with the best equipment and armor that the Imperium and Mars can provide. The Great Wolf learned of your presence here only recently, and so I was sent to find you.
*is wearing the pack markings of a Blood Claw on his shoulder pad*

*Irilis pokes her head around the medbay's door, wondering how much Agmar knows*

*Agmar thinks as unsure what he thinks of this new marine yet, impressed but also trusts in the old reliable stock *

Agh. I was told Gullinan returned by a Ultramarine but not of the Primus founding.

The great wolf.. Now that is a honour for a blood claw to sent alone. It has been a long time since I set foot on Fenris... I hid my presence until I belived the Chapter was still true to the Wolf king Russ and god Emperor.

I guess the chapter has many questions.

*looks over at door*
Oh come in ya snooper. I can smell ya. Be honest. What brings you to me?

*Hrorki sighs*
I was not sent alone Brother. I was just the only one to survive planet fall.
*he shakes his head*
My own shuttle barely made it down to the surface before it crashed in the nearby forest.
*pauses*
Yes brother, you are the last living link to Russ besides Bjorn. The things that you know and the tale of your deeds are invaluable to our Chapter.

*Maria*

Il leave you Marines be with the Farseer
Seems you have alot to catch up on.

*heads out to main area*

...

*Agmar leans self up as armour servos whine alightly*
The blackness? This planet was enveloped in a black so dark not even the warp could penetrate . Darker than ablackmaned wolf.

*sighs*
My tales might make the inquisition rather unhappy...
What passes for history in this time is certainly... Creative.

I ended up this time by sorcery. Souring, chaos.
There foul magics of the betrayers legions.

By Russ I do not know why I survived. Seems the Emperor does indeed protect.

*Hrorki laughs bitterly*
Trust me Brother, the Inquisition already hates us, I doubt your tales would make our situation with them much worse than it already is.
*pauses at the mention of sorcery and he spits a single word*
Traitors......
*the way he says it makes it sound more like a curse than anything else.

*Irilis deigns not to answer why she is here; and remains silent*

*Jarl nods*
Traitors... Filth, and oath breakers. Many where swayed by the arch traitors deceptions.


.. I was recruited after the finding of Russ, I am not of the 13th. *eventually tells a small portion of his saga and the times of Russ and great crusade*

*Still weighing the new primus marines, in all there new ness*

...

*Turns to Farseer*
You have come here for more than my tales...
Your kind always have reason to there action. Often to others detriment.

*Black Hawk doubles over, then pulls out his bowie knife and stabs it towards Aerin's eye*


*Billy is slipping*


*Gharn is still waiting for Jake's response*


*Morgan sighs and sits up then goes to get dressed*


*Dria finally falls into a exhausted sleep and Iris sets her in the bed*

*Irilis replies to Agmar*

I come here not of my own volition. I assisted in your rescue out of boredom.

*Marinalia has brought over some food n such for her and Morgan lieing back reading as not sure if to disturb him too much or not. *
* dressed more normally in skirt and t shirt with legs stretched out*

*looks over concerned sighs*
I can,t imagine how horrible this is...
I'm not trapping you... I just thought you needed .. Well not to be alone right now.

I know the feeling too well..

...

*Agmar bares his fangs quite abit longer than the blood claws *
I'm 300 or older... I've seen hope rise and fall and traitors defile mankinds dream.

I think I know this.
You did not come to this place with no reason Farseer.
I will not let that reason be harm to these people.
*eyes glitter ice blue as proof he has powers also*