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*OT looks confused*
OT: Wait what?
Cal: It's not Yarrick! The Inquisition took a man and made him a copy of Yarrick!
OT: (CENSORED) Inquisition! *Looks at Amelia* If he lives, I will find him for you. I promise.

*maria shouts*

Hey dead pool I saw a bunch of guys in the bar bar mouthing maple syrup, ice hockey and red and black skin-tight suits.

*maria*
Fething.... Gak heads...

Yarrick hostage... *looks annoyed *
This... Is fething ridiculous...

*calls marla*
Hey sis.. Get back here asap.
*explains*
Thanks Marla. See ya soon. Love ya.

*marlas ship goes from cruise to high warp and hits flank speed*
Marlas coming. She,s hammering it back with the Martian endever.

For...For how long?...When did they swap him for you?

*Openly crying now*

*Ot moves forward and puts a wing on Amelia's shoulder and glares fiercely at the faux-Yarrick*

This isn't over Leo! And it's a crime to hurt any chimichanga!

*sprints towards the bar while drawing a second katana*

*maria*
This ones been honest. And helped us.

We know far more than we did. And he,s been fethed over too.
Our fights not with him..

*OT nods*
Ot: Very well... *Turns to faux-Yarrick* Answer our questions and I'll make sure you get wherever you may want to go.

The inquisition didn't make me... I was made by Yarrick venturing into mountains very thick with ancient magics. He was to fight himself there, but he lost and I returned.
But I couldn't kill him, I found too much in life that was.. Honest. And good. [Looks at Amelia]
I left to live my own life. I am linked to him, his anger and his love..

These chips, I believe they must have planted two levels of consciousness. One to believe I was Yarrick, one to take over and be the Yarrick they wished me to be. The Propoganda tool.
A controllable, biddable warlord.

[Looks at Amelia] I was with you on Terra. Was there a point I- err- he- was out of your sight?

*Thinks while still crying*

Y-Yes...He went to get his loyalty to the Imperium verified...Yo- He, said that they didn't ask anything Inquisity...I should have known something was wrong...

Well, killing me doesn't harm him. But if he were to die, other than by my hand, I would cease to be. So he is alive, I assure you. Amelia, we can find him. I am not your partner, but I am your protector.
But... [Looks down at missing arm] I'm having a bit of trouble accepting this loss. And my own eye. I just.. Need a moment.

*Lets go of Not-Yarrick's hand*

I'm going to find him. I don't care how long it will take, and I don't care what I have to do, I will find him.

*OT squeezes Amelia's shoulder*
Ot: And we'll help

*Maria feels bad*
Lemme help... I have some spares...

*comes back with a human looking arm and eye.
Your body has.. I designed the mounts to be interchangeble... Your a human... Well wr can swap your arm to regular, claw, drill, and plasma cannon...

But here's a human looking arm and eye.

*Maria hugs amelia*
We will get her back sis. OT and his crew never failed yet.

*vaults back through the window*
Area secure

[Nods] Unfortunately he is safest if they believe me still to be under their control. If I don't return to the war, we may not have long to search...

I will help you, I promise. I just need to sleep and clear this fog. [Yawns]

*steps into the bar and looks around*

Which of you thought it was a good idea to make fun of all things stereotypical of Canada? And what's wrong with my suit?

*Santiago pats dogomorph's head and starts to make his way back to the room*

*Finishes food, and gets up*

To Quetz: I need the rose, can you tell me where it is?

Quetz: The rose? It was put in the Lockup. If you want it then you'll have to ask one of the others to get it for you, I don't fit down there.

Thank you. All of you.

*Looks down then back up at Not-Yarrick*

So...That was you, on the ship, and not my Sebastian?

*OT nods along with Morrigan, Caladrius and Scatty*
*Celtic accent thickens with anger*Scatty: That's messed up... why would they do this?

*Dogomorph happily trots along*

*man mountain the size of a oygan with a mini gun for a arm, a American flag t-shirt, cowboy hat, crate of twinkes drinking a Budweiser watching the nascar reruns. Steps forward*

*Dozen other similar ones step forward*
Go back and cry into ya maple syrup red boy.
Ya look like Spiderman! Hey spider pool!

*all laughing*
Ooc sorry Americans. You just got... Just humour

Bic
*maria*
Amelia, we will find him, now we know where to start.
He,s alive. If he,s alive there's hope.

[Thanks Maria and fits the bionics]

..Ship? [Looks confused] I don't have much memory of anything other than the past few days, and what feels like endless war.
Before that, I remember being free, myself.
Did I hurt you? [Eyes widen in panic]

Ooc: Let's go with channeling an overwritten personality, and not the sexual consent issues of one person being fooled, and the other being mind controlled.

OOC: At least he isn't drinking Miller. I am not helping the stereotypes, am I?

BIC: Ha, that was a good one.

*throws his katana into the TV*

And don't you have a pig to be fething or something?

*teleporter beam flashes nearby and marla steps out the flash and runs over to hug maria and Amelia*

Hey.. sisters!
*Hugs* I wish I was arriving at a better time....

*One in a cowboy hat and boots in bar with a massive revolver on belt*
Pig. We only eat steak and twinkies!

*Fat one weighing 500pounds waddles forward*
Ya insulting ma twinkies! *Muching on a deep fried Twinkie*

I be eating.. or fighting... and I'm fresh out of twinkies!
*Crazy eyed one with a tattoos all over of Donald trump* he,s a communist! Red pool! Get da commie!
*All dozen or sp oygan sized men charge dead pool with a crazy mix of weapons, guns, knives and one duel weailding eagles*

Ooc disclaimer
All ment in jest..

*Somehow finds Horus*

Horus can you grab the rose for me, I require it.

No, you didn't hurt me. But...We did do...Things...Before we came here. Come to think of it...That has to be the first time...Nevermind. Rest well.

*Walks out of med-bay and falls over nothing*

*Just lies there*

*Gets hugged by Maria*

*Doesn't say anything*

*Morri runs over and picks Amelia up*
Morrigan: Okay... don't worry... we'll find him...


*Horus nods to Roland and walks off to go get it*
Horus: Make yourself comfortable. The journey to the Lockup takes a few hours

Let me know when we arrive..

*Goes to knees and meditates*

[Freezes] [Catches Amelia as she's leaving] [Pupils go tiny] ...no. Not with someone else's fiancé. Tell me we didn't- [Puts hand over mouth] I'm sorry. I would never- You two belong together, I wouldn't get in the way of that!
[Puts hands over face and shakes slightly]