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-Harador? I have never heard of such a person... where is he?-

*Leo goes into the kitchen and watches Scatty and Aiofe separate then follows after Scatty*

*Leo's tail hangs low to the floor*

*Santiago nods and grabs some food from the fridge*
S: That sounds good. But what is 'integration'?

*Harador strides into the main room*
H: I'm sorry, I was busy holding doors. What was this about Languor? Did it manage to get a new host?

*Rita smiles slightly.*
Rita: Good job Hodor, yeah it looks like he found a new host. Alexandria fill him in, he's a demon by the way.

---
*Mason sips at his beer.*
Mason: It's when a pilot and a titan Ai, become one. It can be painful is all.
*He does not disturb Aiofe.*

*Gharn looks surprised*
Gharn: Wait... Harador is a Demon too?!


*Scatty doesn't notice Leo as she goes into the gym and starts hitting a punching bag as hard as she can*

*Rita nods to Gharn.*
Rita: Thought you knew? Why else would I debate on shooting him every other day.

*Gharn glares untrustingly at Harador*
Gharn: Because he is a... (Searches for a word) d**k...

-My Commander. Verdai. He is a psyker. The daemon took his body as well as his soul. Can you tell me if it is possible to get him back?-

*Santiago nods again*
S: I see. Well, good job on her then.
*sighs and reaches into the fridge for a beer of his own*
Haven't had one of these in a long time.

*Harador sighs*
H: The way I see it, you can either listen to Rita and her assumptions, or you can hear the truth. Yes, you can consider me a demon. But that was not always the case.
*looks over at Rita*
You were surprised that I knew about the Maker. I know about him because I was one of the first he created. I served him, acting as a spirit of Faith, as the Thedasians call us. But one specific demon ruined that. He pulled me from the Fade, taking me to the material world. What that does to any spirit... it is insanity. The sight of it all forced me to change, to adapt to it. So yes, I am a demon. But if you are going to judge me because of what is beyond my control, then I do not see why I should hold any faith for you being able to help me.
*faces Alexandria*
Yes, it is possible to save him. To truly save him, we need to destroy him in the Fade. And that has been my plan for a long time.

*Gharn shrugs*
Gharn: I don't care what you are as long as you can help us kill Langour.

-PURGED (BENEDICTION FINALITY)-

*Rita shrugs.*
Rita: You could be lying, it all sounds well and good though... so what's the plan Hodor?

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*Mason nods.*
Mason: Not a bad brand either
*Drains his beer, and grabs another.*
Mason: So are you a soldier or something?

*Santiago nods*
S: I am a Spartan. I was trained on Reach to defend humanity from the age of eight. I spent most of my time fighting the covenant, which is a bunch of different alien species forming an alliance. And you? What does your 6-4 do?

H: Verdai would be in Languor's realm of the Fade. To destroy him, we will need a way to get us all there. It hurts me to say this, having spent most of my recent years living off of pride, but I cannot go alone. I would make a rift myself, but Languor's magic prevents me from making entry to his realm so easily. My skills are in combat, not trickery.

*"Eli" smiles and kisses Verdai*
I've missed this.

*Gharn shrugs*
Gharn: So we go with you. Simple.

*Rita nods.*
Rita: What Gharn said, we go with you.

---
*Mason shrugs.*
Mason: Spartan eh? Aliens sound annoying to fight.
*He takes a swig of his beer.*
Mason: The 6-4 are mercenaries, but we don't work for the highest bidder. Also kind of have our own plans for the frontier, we want peace and government but on our terms... I'm sure you met Rita and know what Pilots and titans are, right?

-I could put a SABR through the portal, or ask the DoA if they're interested in sending an excursion through... Could we ask Kara for help?-

*Santiago nods and drains a sizable portion of his beer*
S: Like I said, the covenant are less than gak. And yes, she has told me some things about titans. Their firepower is admirable.

*Harador raises an eyebrow*
H: Can a SABR experience emotion? Emotions have a direct connection to the Fade. And who is this Kara?

-No, they cannot. They are semi-autonomous battle robots. They run entirely on calculation. Allow me to send a neural network message asking for a Department strike team.
Kara is a mage, from your reality. She may have the skills required to open these rifts.-

*Rita shrugs.*
Rita: I am ready whenever... Maybe Kara would be worth talking too.

---
*Mason nods, and drinks.*
Mason: Yeah the Ares Corp are the same way.
*He smiles at the compliment.*
Mason: Thanks, titans are pretty destructive. Honestly just wanted to make sure you know about the giant robots outside.

*Gharn nods*
Gharn: Yes, let's do this.
*His teeth unconsciously sharpen and his nails elongate and begin to become pointed*


*Aoife pitches her apple core into a trashcan and sighs, and thinks*


*Scatty is still punching things*


*Cal walks into the kitchen dressed in a undershirt and his sleep pants and begins making himself some coffee, still looking tired*

*Santiago smirks*
S: They're hard to miss. And you might like a Mantis, they are similar to your titans.

*Harador nods*
H: Excellent. Soon we will strike. For now, keep on your guard for Languor or his minions. I doubt he will let us go on unharrassed. And I recommend one of you approaching Kara at some point, my appearance is not a welcoming one. She might get spooked.

*"Eli" kisses Verdai again and smirks*
You weren't the only thing I missed.

*Rita shrugs.*
Rita: Sounds good. Alexandria you wanna go speak to Kara?

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Mason: Yeah they are kinda hard to miss, I'd love to check out the mantis some time.
*He looks over at Aoife.*
Mason: It seems sis is back, so why the long face?

*Aoife looks over at Mason then pulls a knife and idly twirls it between her fingers*
Aoife: Family problems, not so much with her, more the rest of our family


*Gharn nods to Alexandria*
Gharn: I think it would be better from either her or I. I do not know her that well though

*Rita sits back on the couch, and fiddles with her helm.*
*Rt silently watches her helms feed, every so often pinging her.*

----
*Mason frowns at the knife display.*
Mason: I get that.
*He takes a swig of beer.*
Mason: Do you want a beer?

*Gharn sits crosslegged on the couch absently clawing a pillow*


*Aoife shakes her head*
Aoife: No thanks, I don't drink.
*Knife twirling gets faster*

*Rita sighs puts her helm on, and interfaces with Rt.*
Rita to Rt: How you doing bud..
*Rt replies with a quick bleep.*
Rita: You can talk to me, Rt..
*No response.*

-----
*Mason sighs.*
Mason: Alright, can see that I am not wanted... you have a good one Aoife.
*He walks back into the main room.*

*Aoife nods and sits, still idly twirling her knife*


*Gharn looks up and nods to Mason then continues absently shredding the throw pillow*

*Floats out of the room while Lyr rests off her contract and sex*
*Floats to the couches*

~

*Joalia skips out to the room, looking for something to eat*

*Gharn smiles slightly as Izriel floats out*
Gharn: Good morning Izriel. Sleep well?

I do not sleep, remember?
*Rubs her shoulder and mutters something about roughness*
*Drops onto a couch and lazes about*