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*Morgan smiles weakly and lifts Maril up easily*
Morgan: Alright... Let's go!
*He walks to the kitchen with her*


*Iris moves over to Dria and tries to speak softly with her so that only Gharn and she can hear. Her eyes move to follow Iris as the Goddess speaks, but doesn't otherwise respond or communicate*

*She turns away, skin coloring to a sad blue as Iris looks unhappy and sorry for Dria.*


*Morrigan is sitting outside the room, trying to think*
*There's a half-empty bottle of amber liquid lying next to her*

*Marinalia*
Thanks. *begins to walk better after long time sat on floor*

*raids kitchen for a few ingredients and finds a few bits and smiles slightly pulling out a battered pan*
Pancakes?
You put the coffee on and Il do the food.

...

*Maria frowns slightly but stands out the way *
She will come round with time Iris...

Emperor knows my family had enough experience with emotional turmoil and losing people, partners and such.

*Aerin sees Morri and starts walking towards her, not bothering to hide from her sight*
A: Been awhile since I saw you.

*Morri glowers at Aerin, still dry-eyed*
Morri: Th' feth do you want?


*Morgan nods morosely and goes to make coffee*


*Iris nods sadly and pats Dria on the head, then awkwardly stands on her tip-toes to pat Gharn on the shoulder*

*Aerin raises an eyebrow*
A: Wondering why you would be drinking alone. Something happen?

*Morri harrumphs tiredly. She looks like gak*
Morri:...Because someone killed my drinking partner...

*Marinalia sighs and starts making up a batch of pancakes for them that's not bad considering there made of bit of prices she found *

*plates ip pretty quickly as only cooking for two*
If you ever want a break, tell me. We can always find a small island. Get away from things...

...

*Maria tries tp break up eternal sad abit*
So... Well more practical... Is there any food round here Iris?

Water?
We don,t know how long we gonna be out here.

...

*Meanwhile out far away at systems darkest edge vesarian readies his gear and the black sleak low observation shuttle*

Nothing changes. We remain out of range.
No lights, low power. Armour hatches at Zulu.

Now for phase one. Ready our departure.

*Aerin nods and sits down next to Morri*
A: Any traces? Ideas for who it would be?

*Morri shakes her head*
Morri: Nothing...Kids found him... Oh Danu that must've been horrible for them...
*She takes a swig from the bottle*


*Morgan sets down some coffee mugs for each of them*
Morgan: Hmph... My family's fortune, we could buy a small island...


*Iris nods*
Iris: We've got water, but I was just out looking for food. We've been looking I- I mean to we're starved

*Marinalia *
We only ones on planet right now it seems. could take a island of our choice and no one care about now. My family ain't exactly poor though..

*drinks the coffee and smiles as caffine*
That's better.. Thanks.

Enjoy. They ain't my best... But they better than rations.
...

*Maria*
Ok. Any fish... any sign of plants? They normally grow berries near water sources...
Gharn can fish?

I can always get a fire going.. Cook us some meat up.

...

*low observation shuttle departs taking a longer and quieter route to the planet staying out of the way as it glides on low power to the planet with all outside lights offline and minimal life support systems*

*Morgan nods and silently eats his pancakes*


*Iris shakes her head*
Iris: I suppose there could be some fish in the pool.. I didn't see any though. Same with the berries, I didn't see any. I suppose I could eat leaves... It'd taste nasty, but Elders can get sustenance from most things

*Marinalia just sits and eats her breakfast *
*rather carefully and calmly *
Would it help if you got back to I don,t know...
Fixing something... Even of it ain't much...

*sighs and worried for Morgan trying to work out how to break him a tiny bit out his whole downward hole*

...

*Maria*
Gah we sure found a interesting place!
Humans, Gharn. We need more than leaves to keep going..

Can earth aura do... Anything...?
*makes eyes sparkle gold a abit and glitter like starlight as a not so usful trick she learned*

*Morgan shrugs*
Morgan: Maybe...


*Iris blinks*
Iris: What? I don't know Earth Magic, otherwise I could have grown something to eat


OOC: NPC as needed, I'm going to bed

*Marinalia*
Just... Maybe think on it...
*just trying to help*

...

*Maria*
Horus taught me... Earth aura. I've known and practiced it for months... *tried to demonstrate and takes a rock morphing its shape rather slowly into a little stone Iris in her bed sheet old combo for fun and changing it to a pinkish colour*
Also wind from Quetzalcoatl...

I never could use it earlier... It took time for ... It to feel like I could again after the shadow left...

*Aerin nods again*
A: I can help. To find the killer, and end him. Two hundred crowns, and I am your Witcher.

*Hanna quietly walks off behind a tree so she can take a bite out of her hand*

*She winces at the horrid flavor, she only now knows just how bad she and Wade tasted.*

*Interestingly, there is not a single dead sapient around. The corpses of non-servitorized humans are nowhere to be found, anywhere in the hive, but dead animals and Servitors are common*

*Hrorki and Irillis pass past some immobile Protector-forms, which stare silently at them as they travel*

*Shuttle slowly glides to planet on low observation mode with minimal power systems and glides into a high orbit making discreet search's for radio comms, or other signals*

*trying to locate active bases of cities etc and running mostly blank *
*running on stealth mode*

*Hrorki continues to silently stalk through the abandoned factories*
*he is still on high alert, and eyes the Protectors out of the corner of his eye as he walks past them*

*shuttle scans the zone below picking up the space wolfs message on long range comms, and other misc signals*

The planet is ... Dead lord captain..minimal signs.
Some on the Northern region, arastes, others.
Scans all over place.

This is the planet. Its a renowned almost deathworld by some accounts. Prepare for approach.

*Irilis thinks to herself, wondering what madness had overcome this place, and hoping to find the armoury soon.*

OOC:

 jhe90 wrote:

This is the planet. Its a renowned almost deathworld by some accounts. Prepare for approach.

I like where this is going.

*Milo finally begins to wake up after having Spawn play tennis with his organs a few days prior*
*he slowly sits up and looks around at his surroundings*
*his memories begin coming back in at a rush*

*Hrorki finally begins to approach what might be the armory, or at the very least the place where the final assembly of the weapons happens and he forces the doors open and steps inside silently with his bolt rifle raised*
I hope this trip will turn out to be worth it, so many have died already to get us this far...

*Irilis maintains her stoicism*

You mean whoever was caught in the blast, right? Because I don't think that many were.

*Hrorki shakes his head*
This entire hive is dead Witch, subsumed into whatever that goo truly is. Many, many souls died along with this hive. Souls that need to be avenged.
*he sighs irritatedly*
I don't think that blast did much more than annihilate the area that the original Room was in.

*Marla jolts awake with a start and looks round*
What...? .. Your awake...

*looks pretty rough for Marla, hair somewhat less tidy and ice blue highlights a tad out of line, and looks like she not slept properly for least 2 days and heavily startled*
*still also not fully healed from vampire attack*

...
Yes lord captain.
I still believe we should have deployed the ascendent.

No... This matter I must do alone.
Shut your unwanted intrusion's. I have a mission to complete.

*shuttle begins its descent and activates several weapons pods deploying from its sleak black matt hull black as night*

*Lightly glowing civilian-forms grow out of the floor, and stand in the entrance to the armory-chamber*

*A violet tech-priest oozes out of the top of a table, and looks at Irillis and Hrorki*

We did not die, xeno and Astarte. We live, and thrive, in a form far greater than before, merged and changed according to the will of the Immortal Emperor. We witnessed the atomic blast when we were still seperate and imperfect. Those-that-were-sensor-operators provide their knowledge to us, their minds now one with us.

*Milo stares at Marla for several long seconds silently*
*then, with a speed that belies his injured condition, he grabs her by the face and kisses her passionately*
I remember everything now. I remember you, I remember us. I remember all of it.
*pauses*
Including how I died... And my re-birth on that hell-world....

*Hrorki just stares at the tech-priest silently*
*he then turns his glance to the civilians standing in the door*
Would you mind moving? I have need of powerful weapons in order to deal with a new threat to this world.

*Marla suprised but the memories kick in and relises who it is*
Milo!
*returns it and gives up thinking heavily stunned and nigh not sure of anything is real*
I thought.... You did..
You fought hell... Its you!

*last sentence kinda confirms it is Milo as only he could have luck tat bad*

...

*Shuttle flies low over the Forrest scanning for room as sensors track on gun pods for targets*
*sweeps over quietly with baffled engines*
*nears the room*

...
*Jarl looks round and feels something wrong on planet and tries to pass a thought to the space wolf if possible*
"beware brother. The claws of the blackmane haunt this world*
*farseer may pick up message too or not if messages cannot reach them*

*The civillian-forms melt away, leaving the door open*