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OOC: I might think that Reaper is just a tad broken


BIC:
*the figure transforms once more into wraith form, ignoring all damage*
Figure: Until later Lena
*disappears in a puff of smoke*

*Horus turns his gaze on the remaining to with a look that would make a T-Rex turn tail and run*
Horus: Now, who are you two and who was that?

OOC: With this accidental mess up of armor marks, I don't even know what gen Santiago would technically be from. But I was planning on having his background be that he was on Reach, and his team died with it, or shortly after. IIRC, that'd make him Gen 3? I don't know, my Halo fluff is a lot more lacking than I thought it was.

BIC: *Santiago looks back at Amelia*
Santi: You were there on Reach? Christ, it's a place I couldn't forget if I wanted to. And to be honest, I don't know where to start.

*Girl Blinks back into reality.*

Girl: You.. better.. run..calling..me..cute..

*Girl collapses onto the ground again, sword clatters to the ground as well.*

*I have my hands on my knees and I'm breathing heavily*
That....
*gestures to where the figure was*
....was Reaper

*Horus's look softens and he catches ZK gently*
Horus: Okay... you're okay, let's get you some help. *Looks at WK* You. Come with me. *Lifts ZK and walks back towards the room*

OOC Yeah, two or three. I made Amelia a three because two is plain OP, and she doesn't have the armour to boot.

Bic Amee: Yeah. I was one of the last to leave. I take it you lost your team there too?...

*Looks down at table*

Amee: Well, start with how you got here...

*I smile brightly*
I'd love to, but I have to go try and chase him down. I'll come back later for a nice chat though!
*I glance at the girl*
You know, the world could always use more heroes.
*I blink away*

OOC THAT fething QUOTE!!!!!!!!!! ARGHH!!!

[Benny looks around] ...Guess nobody cares.
[Sits down on sofa and tries to settle] [Looks sad]

[Yarrick comes out of bedroom, nods to Amy and wanders to shower block]

[Jordan trips over an unconscious Sam, and as she notices, the forest stops pelting him with debris]

*Girl weakly looks at Wk.*

Girl: Heroes... the worlds doesn't need heroes, it needs professionals. *Girl gives a bloody smile* Say a Witcher maybe?

*She concentrates as green energy, flows into her wounds.*

OOC: Countered Quote with another quote!

OOC: Don't give me ideas Vanden. It never goes well for you

*Horus looks annoyed but gently lays ZK on the ground*
Horus: Are you alright little one?

*Cal comes out of OT's room looking concerned but reassures Perenelle that he's okay*
Cal: Don't worry, he's fine. The pellets didn't go deep. I think it was the already open wound that allowed him to be hurt
*Perenelle looks relieved*
Perenelle: Can I see him?
Cal: He's sleeping now, but go on in.
*Stands aside as sees*

Girl: I am Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon... Just call me Ciri..

*Ciri's wounds begin to heal at a rapid pace, without any attention. She slowly stands.*

Ciri: Yes, I think so, and you are?

OOC:
Sorry to cut that short, I'm going to bed soon and I wanted to resolve it. And I hope everyone was ok with that, didn't want to irritate anyone

OOC Don't worry WK, I have a counter measure.



Bic *Jordan stands back up and dusts self off*

*Looks down at Sam then back around at the surrounding environment*

J: ...

*Carefully leans down and picks him up*

*Sticks up the finger at the trees and continues walking with him*

OOC: Nah that's fine. Just expect a reckoning when she returns
BIC
*Horus stands up again*
Horus: I am Horus. Why have you come here?

[Sam wakes up] [Rubs head and notices large bump] Thanks..
You should probably not stay around me though. I'm not worth it, and the world is trying to kill me.

*Shrugs*

Ciri: I was escaping the Wild Hunt.. Threw myself into the void and ended up here. Trying to keep myself in hiding.. this world seemed like a good place. Is that a problem?

*Horus's eyes widen*
Horus: The Wild Hunt!? But we slew their master!

J: I don't really care.

*Places Sam down*

J: ...

OOC: I should try to find a better armor set then, because it bothers me that he's wearing rookie armor.

BIC: *Santiago takes a deep breath*
Santi: You saw Reach, you already know that story. I saw each member of my squad die, one by one. It isn't the way a captain, a leader of any kind, should act. I would have gladly taken their place to bring them back, or even just one of them...

*Santiago shakes his head*

Santi: But anyway, I was aboard a borderline wreck of a ship, in stasis. I woke up because it detected a nearby planet, with some kind of life. That was this place, if you haven't guessed. I got into a pod, landed in a forest, and accidentally met Horus and Melyssa. They recognized me as a Spartan, so I tagged along, wanting to see you, the only other Spartan that probably is alive right now. You know the rest.

*Santiago sighs tiredly*

Santiago: And you? How'd you get here?

[Sam nods] Has something hurt you? You're usually so upbeat...
[A large tree branch breaks above him, slamming into his head] [Falls flat] Holy feth..

*Notices sigh and sits up*

*Nuzzles Santiago's side*

~

Amee: Slipspace drive malfunctioned. Woke up in orbit here with the Paris-Class I was on, I sent myself down while they stayed in a nearby asteroid field, then the rest is history.

*Lifts an eyebrow at Joalia*

Amee: It seems attached to you...Nice.

~

*Jordan looks at the tree that the branch broke off*

*Kicks it and knocks it sideway*

J: Well, I was told yesterday that I ain't a human. Or, artificial at all. What you're talking to now, is an android. A robot. A...

*Rubs eyes and picks up Sam*

J: C'mon...It's not safe for you here...

OOC: Was thinking of Ciri saying "Well in your book series yes, you did. But not in mine so HA!" felt too much like a Deadpool comment.

Ciri: Well, I think not.. I saw Eredin myself.. the bastard..

*Ciri grabs her sword an sheaths it.*

Horus: Eredin? I meant Cernunnos. I think we're talking about 2 separate things entirely


*Morrigan stops and looks up at the bloody bandage pinned to the tree*
Morri: Well well well, what do we have here? *Rips it off*
Billy: That's the bandage I put on Jordan's hand! *Looks worried as Morrigan passes it over then continues on knowing they're in the right direction*

[Sam looks thoughtful] It bothers you though... And having those feelings and a soul... Even if you're not biologically a human, you're definitely Jordan. A person in her own right and mind.
Death wouldn't come for a machine, and machines don't have souls. Not truly.

I can sort of understand... I'm a literal photocopy. In every sense. So much so that Yarrick's own partner didn't see me as different until she was told.
And now.. I don't even know how many of my thoughts and feelings are mine.

*runs a hand up and down the back of Joalia's neck*

Joalia hasn't left my side for more than an hour since we've met, I daresay. And I'd like to consider us lucky for at least finding out we both are alive. It would be almost unimaginable if we both ended up in the same year, and never met.

Ciri: Yes well nice to meet you Horus. What year and place is this.. I must admit, I have no clue..

*She cracks her back, then looks up at the sky.*

You have flying metal ship? Well I would expect your more advanced then where I am from..

J: You wouldn't understand what I'm going through. I spent the last 22 and a bit years thinking and acting like a human, only to finally get told, "Hey! You're a biologically engineered person, for reasons that we can't explain! Have fun swallowing that!". Funny thing is, I can't even begin to imagine where the real m-...Jordan is...She could be on another world, hell, she could be dead, and Death just made a fake Jordan to make herself look nicer. It's just...

*Kicks the dirt while walking*

J: It's hard to grasp...

*Pulls out a kunai from her pouch and looks at it*

J: ...C'mon. There should be some shelter somewhere nearby. Pick up the pace...

~

Amee: Yeah...Luck...What a word...

*Stands up*

Amee: Anyway, I'll leave you to it. I need to pay my respects...

*Walks out of the room to Jake's grave*

~

*Joalia hisses softly and slinks back down to the ground*

*Pulls out a fire blanket and covers head*