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**Verviedi**

All it is, is fething caffeine! Try some, dammit!

*More drones appear, bearing coffee cups and null field generators*

**zombiekila707**

There is nothing wrong with drinking coffee. I was possessed before and it had nothing to do with coffee.

**Co'tor Shas**

OOC: No idea if I told you ZK, but I'm two people. When I do stuff in blue (well, cyan) I am my current avatar. Otherwise I'm my old avatar, an earth caste scientist

Spoiler:

**zombiekila707**

OOC: Sounds good

**jhe90**

*sound of random maniacal laughter, welding, and hammering echo's from the lost items halls. *

yes, lances, torpedo's, macro cannons, legs, arms, tanks, mwahhh!

ooc the commissar is decfainating, he kind of goes mad scientist, one avenue i might explore. anything from doomsday weapons to a one slice toaster the size of a bane blade.

**zombiekila707**

OOC: Yeah my computer broke so I have been off this thread for a bit! Its cray how many new people there are! Only thing I am wondering is where the feth is BC?

But I guess I am Ash from a mixture of the comics, movies, and recent TV show.

**Tactical_Spam**

OOC: BC is probably sick... Also, it took so long to make this avatar

**jhe90**

Ooc
BC has had a few issues, real life has hit him like a warlord titan powerfist and needs to sort some stuff out.

Just needs time.

**zombiekila707**

OOC: Damn shame to hear that. Hope he gets better.

**War Kitten**

OOC: We all hope so. Real life has been hitting all of us pretty hard lately. I got final exams for college coming up, BC is having his own issues, it's difficult for all of us

BIC:
*is calmly making tea as jhe's maniacal laugh rings in the background*
Anyone interested in some tea? It's got honey in it!
*looks happy for the first time*

**jhe90**

*Slightly deranged caffine starved commisar arrives at door*

Tea, did I hear tea, or was it bob, I need tea, caffine, caffine, blend 54gg, too sweet. Blend 34ff. Laser, laser cannons, laser toaster.

Tea first. *drinks and slowly begins to normalise*
See, caffine helps, alot. Man, what was I doing in that room?

**War Kitten**

*looks into the room and goes pale*
*slowly shuts the door*
You don't want to know.....
*looks shaken*

**jhe90**

*pours another tea* it helps, trust me.

Cookie? Well chocolate digestive would be more correct. 2 years with the petorian guardsmen, they love tea, and hats.

*wanders off and goes to sleep on a sofa. * goodnight room, whatever in it today.

**Verviedi**

*Has finally relaxed and is drinking tea*

See? There's nothing wrong with caffeine. Plus, it may actually allow you to not be so... high-strung.

**War Kitten**

I was referring to that vile black substance that that one *points to jhe* was trying to brew. Tea is very nice and soothing, especially with honey in it. Sugar?
*offers a bag of sugar cubes to Verviedi*
After you do that I want to examine your mind, you had mentioned going from AI to Human form, I want to see if it did anything to your mind.

**2BlackJack1**

I never got into your gue'la drinks. I prefer my own mixed. Granted, most would be unwise for any child to consume, not if they value their kidneys.

*produces a flask and takes a swig from it*

Anyone want any? It's a light brew, this.

**Co'tor Shas**

*shurgs*

Sure, it can't be any worse than the stuff I've had in my time.
*takes out a small glass*

**2BlackJack1**

*pours some of the brew into Co'tor's glass*

Cheers.

**War Kitten**

*continues to sip tea elegantly*
This is better for you, you know? It clears your mind and helps you focus. Great for the skin too

**Verviedi**

Hold on a moment. Let me make a backup first.

*Stares into space for a moment, then places sugar in tea and finishes drinking*

Ready for whatever you're going to do.

**War Kitten**

*places her hands on Verviedi's head.*
*eyes glow with power*
Hmm. Your essence still appears to be human, with something added onto it. Somehow your soul refused to leave the material realm and clung to this reality. The refusal to leave somehow gave you the powers you have now. You do realize you have a great psychic potential? Even more so than the Kroot *nods to 2bj1*
If you were of my race you would be called onto the Path of the Seer.

**Verviedi**

In life, before I died, I was constantly resisting the embrace of the Machine-God. Perhaps when Cthulhu killed me, it caused my soul to stay in this realm instead of passing?

Psychic abilities... Yes, that would explain why I can interface with machines mentally. Perhaps I would have been telekinetic/telepathic, but I absorbed some of the Machine-God's power to get nascent technopathy?

How do I unlock this potential?

**War Kitten**

I can try to force your potential to the surface. It would be painful though, depending on how your unconscious mind responds to the pull. Either that or we simply wait for it to reveal itself, a threat to you of a big enough nature might cause the powers to surface.
*shrugs*
Up to you really

**Verviedi**

I would rather take the more efficient route of forced manifestation. I do not want to have to rely on a trigger event in a near-death situation.

*Sits down on the ground*

You may begin... when ready.

**War Kitten**

*places her hands on Verviedi's head again*
*eyes glow super bright with power*
This is probably going to hurt, a lot.
*begins forcing Verviedi's power to manifest*
*sweat beads on her forehead*
*strained*
Almost.... there......
*explosion of power comes from Verviedi*
Got it.....
*collapses to the ground and begins to nap*

**Verviedi**

*Clockwork Plague begins running rampant across body, but flashes of silver and gold energy annihilate it wherever it appears*

*Levitates into the air and begins being orbited by loose plates of metal and electronics*

*Horrific screaming as eyes turn purple, then red, then silver, and then back to normal brown*

fe-

*Passes out midair*

**War Kitten**

*sits up unsteadily*
Well that worked out splendidly
*sees Verviedi unconscious and floating*
He'll be fine when he wakes up. I suspect he'll be a Beta level Psyker, maybe an Alpha.
*contemplates*
*floats Verviedi over to a nearby couch and puts a blanket on him*

**Co'tor Shas**

*a small explosion happens*
Whew!

Wow, that stuff really is strong, what's in that stuff.

**Verviedi**

*Eyes open*

That... was a trip. I can feel the machine-spirits nearby.

**2BlackJack1**

Oh, you know, some grains, juices from a few select insects, and then leaves of a plant known as Fortisus. They grow well in humid areas, which is why I can only grow them in the botany rooms of the War spheres. They wouldn't survive well around here.

*listens to WK's and Verviedi's conversation*

Another psyker? The Inquisition is really going to love their next visit here...