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*Smiles as Santiago's feelings flood into own mind*

(I take it you are very happy to see these?)

*Lowers M6 and looks around*

What are they?

*Cal grins as his nose bleeds and his right eye starts puffing up*
Cyclops: Whats so funny?
Cal: This
*Jabs several spots on the Cyclops's wrists and his hands go limp. Cal falls to the ground gasping for air as the Cyclops steps back and looks confusedly at his hands*
Cyclops: What did you- *A loud thunk is heard as the small Harpy swings a fire extinguisher into his head and he keels over out cold. The Harpy jumps off the counter and rushes over to Cal*
Harpy: Sir! Sir are you alright?!
*Cal wheezes and rubs his throat activating his aura and repairing his damaged windpipe*
Cal: Ah. Yes, are you okay?
*The Harpy helps him stand*
Harpy: Y-yes sir I'm fine. Thank you for helping me. *Several security guards fly up and the Harpy starts yelling at them for being so late as Cal starts unloading his basket onto the checkout belt*

*lowers his own shotgun*
*gestures to various vehicles*

(Scorpions are over there. Those are warthogs, and mongooses over there. It's been too long since I've seen them. I feel... like I'm home.)

(I can tell. I can feel your emotions. Psychic link, remember.)

*Walks over to a mongoose and crouches beside it*

*Brings face closer to it and sniffs*

(What powers these?)

*The Harpy security collects the unconscious Cyclops and takes him off to a holding cell all looking ashamed to have been so badly berated by the cashier who is small even for a harpy.
The Cashier turns back to Cal*
Cashier: Thank you again sir, no charge today.
Cal: Are you sure?
Cashier: Yes, no charge, you saved my life. *Smiles and bags Cal's clothes* Have a wonderful day sir!
*Cal thanks the cashier and starts walking back to the room with his bags pausing to stop off for one of the Burritos Morri likes*

*gestures to the engine*

(The engine keeps her going. These things fly through all sorts of terrain, so long as you don't flip it over.)

*ship's floor shudders slightly and Santiago raises his shotgun again*

(Ship might be settling, or something big landed. It's probably just settling, but I will not be caught off guard again.)

*Nods and raises pistol up again*

*Santiago feels small traces of fear from Joalia as she moves closer to him*

(I do hope it was just the ship...)

*Cal comes back into the room with his face still all bloody from the fight. He walks over to Morri and goes to hand her the Burrito*
Morri: Cal! What happened to your face?! *Activates her aura and traces her hand along Cal's injuries*
Cal: I had to help stop a angry cyclops. I'm okay, really! *Morrigan heals several cuts and bruises before taking her Burrito and kissing Cal*
Morrigan: Well that was brave of you, you're not very combative.
Cal: He was going to hurt a Harpy so I tried to stop him. *Shrugs and smiles*
Cal: I did what I had to and I'd do it again, for now though, I'd like to get out of these clothes and into something I actually like wearing. *Goes off to change*

(It'll be alright. We're ready for trouble this time. Stay behind me, and be ready to shoot.)

*ship shudders again and Santiago's grip on his shotgun tightens slightly*

(I wish I had my Mjolnir armor. It never hurts to keep around.)

*Ciri wakes up from a nightmare, a cold sweat beads her face.*

Ciri whispers: Geralt..

*She looks down at Taeria, and smiles. With utmost care she breaks from Taeria without waking her, and goes into the room without making a sound.*

*Ciri walks towards Nicholas's laboratory.*

*Nods and stands behind Santiago*

*Aims M6 where Santiago is aiming while shaking ever so slightly*

~

*Maiev returns from the Necron place thing while juggling three Necron Overlord heads*

*Morrigan looks over at Maive and chokes as she sees the heads*
Morrigan: Where did you- let me see those!
*Quickly rushes over and examines the heads then sighs*
Morrigan: No, it's not that one, nevermind. *Goes back to her meal*

*Maiev tilts her head in mock amusement*

Maiev: I won't ask.

*Smiles innocently*

Maiev: Are there any other Kaldorei or Quel'dorei here? Or, elves, as the uneducated would say.

*sets a small metal rod down on the floor*
*carefully walks back to the doorway*

(I set a beacon down, we can track that for recovery of this gear later. I don't want to lose this place.)

*starts making his way towards the Longsword again*

(If you want. Thank you, by the way, for understanding my fear. Yes, I know you saw that, I accidentally let the emotion slip.)

*Follows after Santiago closely*

Morrigan: You're holding the heads of creature much like those who almost killed a very dear friend of mine.
And Elves? Not really. We have a Eldar or two around, but most of the room is either Humani or Elder

Maiev: Pity then.

*Shakes head and goes to the bar with the heads*

*Ciri stops at a alchemy lab, she pulls out several tomes and begins concocting something.*

*Sweat beads her brow, as she works.*

*nods*

(Not going to lie, I liked the first part of this day more. This not knowing is worse than having the covenant show up. At least then I understand what we'd be facing.)

*slight tremor of anger runs through Santiago as he mentions the covenant*

*Morrigan finishes her Burrito as Cal comes back dressed in slacks and a long-sleeved shirt*
Cal: Well?
Morrigan: You look great. *Grins and pats the couch next to her. Cal sits down and they relax together*
Morrigan: How long you think until Nicholas can be released?
Cal: Oh I don't know, he's making excellent progress, maybe another day or two?
*Morrigan nods and goes quiet*

*Shudders*

(Not fond of them? You do not have to tell me.)

*Moves up against Santiago to try to be comforting*

*calms down as Joalia comes closer*

(Not at all. I'll leave it at that until we know we are safe.)

*Santiago turns a corner but quickly moves backwards*

(Movement. There is something up ahead. Smaller, and skinny.)

*grits teeth*

(It looked like a Jackal. I hope for its sake that I'm wrong.)

*Nods and continues standing beside Santiago*

(You do not mean that. You want it to be one so you can kill it...)

*Sighs*

(I do not have to read your mind to figure that out.)

*Morrigan stands up and yawns*
Morrigan: I'm gonna hit the hay, you oughta too, you look exhausted.
Cal: Yeah... I've been running on empty since I help Leo
Morri: How exactly did you do that anyways?
Cal: I'll explain later, right now I agree. Let's get some sleep.
*Both head off to their on rooms*

*A Harpy wearing a construction hat walks into the kitchen and salutes Quetz*
Harpy: Construction completed sir!
Quetz: Excellent Davis! Everything is ready?!
Davis: Yessir! *Smiles* We've done everything as you ordered!
Quetz: Excellent! Remind me to get Thoth to give you a raise
Davis: Thank you sir! *Salutes again and walks off*
*Quetz rubs his claws together excitedly and hurtles off down the hall to a massive door. He opens it and looks around at his new room delightedly before settling down in the large pile of blankets and pillows in the middle that serve as a bed for the giant Elder*

OOC: Two things, anyone feel free to NPC harpies. They're about 4 feet tall with dark gray skin and black wings and yellow eyes but otherwise look human.
second thing: I'm off to bed. NPC as needed and I'll see ya'll later

*pokes his head out enough to make out the figure before snapping back behind cover*
*aims the shotgun around the corner and fires*

(You were right. I wanted it to be one, and it was. I'm sorry if that worries you, but it is true.)

*moves around the corner again and gestures for Joalia to follow*

(The coast is clear for now, but I can't say for how much longer.)

*starts moving forwards again with his shotgun at the ready*

*Follows, but avoids looking at the body*

(I...I understand. Let us keep moving, anyway.)

*Ciri finishes the potion with a drop of her blood. It glows with green energy.*

*She hums a song to herself, as she watches the potion cool.*

*keeps making his way towards the Longsword*
*occasionally pauses to fire on a grunt or jackal if they show themselves*

(Almost there, Joalia. But I don't think that it will be this easy the entire time.)

(That is fine. I trust you.)

*Steps over a body of a jackal and jumps as it twitches*

*Runs back closer to Santiago*

*Santiago feels her fear, a lot more than before*

(Almost there, we're on the final stretch. Then we're safe.)

*reaches the port room with the Longsword and takes a step forwards into it*
*Elite tackles Santiago and the pair wrestle one another until the elite is on top of Santiago trying to pin him*

Joalia! It's head! Shoot it's head!