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*Ot is watching all this go down still stunned from the transformation*

*Muttering to self* OT: I need to analyze that rock... Not even a Philosopher's Stone holds this kind of power...

[The air tastes like tinfoil] [After about ten minutes, Kimmy removes her hands]

[Bridget blinks a few times] [Throws arms around Benny]: I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to cause this!

[Makes a noise like a squeak toy]: I-it's fine. Just a little surprising... I thought you liked being a daemon.

[Bridget squeezes Benny tight] ...I did. I j- just wanted to make sure that Astartes wouldn't hurt Amelia. I thought he was lying. I still don't know what he did to me.

You...You did that for me? You did something, that for all you knew, could've killed you...For me...?

*Hugs Bridget(And Benny)*

That's...Unexpected to say the least...

*still on the Valkyrie*
*pulls out a photo of Marla from his webbing and examines it*
*quietly*
For the Emperor...

*OT and Horus are both smiling widely*

OT: Well, looks like everything turned out alright. But Amelia I think perhaps I should analyze that rock before you touch it.
We still don't know if there are any other consequences that Bridget may suffer due to this.

Horus: I should hope there aren't!

OT: I doubt there will be, but better safe than sorry. Madame Bridget, it is a honor to finally know your name

*I wake up*

Well did it work?

*Notices stone melted into left palm, grips it tightly*

Where is she?

I was never going to touch it. I will be returned to my Masters realm, and transformed back into a Daemon. I will be given no second chances Nick, I'm not taking that chance.

*Cal is finishing up*

Cal: Over there *points* Looks like whatever that is it worked

OT: Are you sure? Well, I'd still like to see what on earth it's made of.

*Limps towards Amelia*

You are a bloody fool...

*Limps away, towards drop pod.*

Die a slave then...

*OT gets a letter informing him that he and Marla have been listed as emergency contacts for Milo in case of emergency, and that he will get reports on Milos health*

Cal: Woah woah woah Space Marine, you're running on 1 good heart, you need rest!

OT: Wait what? What is this?

*Quetz hovers over looking morose*

Quetz: WK was drafted... I tried to stop him but he wouldn't not go

[Bridget looks confused] But it was the right thing to do, you are a hero, Amelia. You'll continue to save many people. If I'd been killed, it would have just meant less fooling around... well, and a sad Benny.

[Benny coughs] [Lifts Kimmy off bed] I think it's time we rested, and gave you your room back.
[Returns to Butter Tank, and puts Kimmy to bed]

Ooc: What was the stone, was it an actual thing, or something invented for this room?

*a drop pod crashes through the ceiling and lands next to ZK's drop pod*

OOC: And the Kroot isn't an emergency contact? The Shaper won't sleep at night, knowing this.

BIC: *Is mixing various creature's blood into a bowl*
*occasionally taste tests it*

*2BJ is also listed as a contact*

OT: Drafted huh? Well... I wish he would have told us.

*Horus jumps as the Drop pods lands*

Horus: DON'T DO THAT!

*Perenelle and Huitz finally come inside*

Perenelle: What's going on? What is that? *Points to drop pod*

I am fine doctor..

*Limps towards the Ultramarine*

Cousin I am glad you are here...

*Tries to make sign of the aquila*

I am Captain Zartath of the black dragons..

*exits the drop pod*
Hello cousin
*shakes ZK's hand*
Brother Salonius of the Ultramarines Honor Guard.


OOC:
I'm on my phone so I have none of my old avatars (besides the Guardsman) so I'm making do

*Starts picking apart some clothes*

*Gets out of Baneblade with a towel*

*Walks over to shower block*

*Morrigan is still trying to work the Marshmallow out of her wings*

*Finishes drinking the Shaper's concoction*

Leo: JESUS *cough* That's something.

Leo: So how do I know when its working?

*Sees Morrigan trying to get the Marshmallow out of her wings*

Here, let me help. It's the least I can do after I treated you the way I did.

*Pulls up a shower stool and sits behind Morrigan*

*Gently rubs Morrigans wings*

Unless you want your top to get wet, I would suggest taking it off. I'm not looking, and you can cover yourself with this. *Hands Morrigan the towel*

*Morrigan slices top off with Kukri*

I can't get it past my wings with my sprain. I'll just have to wear one of my old cloaks for a bit. Thank you

*Turns shower on and lets it turn to warm*

*Straightens Morrigans hair and moves it out of the way*

*Starts plucking at the highest concentrations of Marshmallow*

How'd you get this here anyway? Or is this actually something else after you and Cal had a fun time? *Smirks and nudges Morrigan from behind*

*Throwing away globs of Marshmallow away to the side*

*Neck cracks with a sound like a gunshot*
*surveys the Room*
So this is the (in)famous room that Veck mentioned in his reports.

Morrigan: What? No! Quetz was floating above me eating a Smore and it dripped. You missed some spectacular fireworks by the way

Keep telling people that, they'll believe you. *Grins and keeps working the Mallow*

*Rubs her wings to remove the Mallow*

We're nowhere near done, best you get comfortable. And I don't care much for fireworks.

*Morrigan sighs and sits down*

Morrigan: Trust me, the way they were laughing they believed me. Thanks again for helping me out with this.

No problem. I owe you one after the way I treated you.

*Gently continues rubbing wings*

*Continues removing Mallow*

*OT looks at the Space Marine*

OT: That's us.I'm Nicholas Flamel. Who are you?