[OOC First just wanted to say that my not posting very often is down to me being in work all day at the end of the week, and not because I'd given up I also am new to this style of RP. Sometimes there were 9 or 10 pages between my posts, all of which I had to read first ... Oftentimes by the time I'd done my post there were two or three more already so I had to remake it ... *wipes brow* Given all that I think I did pretty well just keeping my head above water I think I followed the action all right but I didn't want to try anything fancy when the consequences might hold everyone else up. So, not bored, and not abandoning the game, don't worry Just wanted you all to know!] Jyraielle was glad to have the aid of the Warlock and she watched him work attentively, trying to take in the specific first aid skills he used. Part of her mind was still occupied with watching for signs of imminent trouble - Khaine still kept his hold, for now, as it must be - but she made a mental note to study once the battle was done. Perhaps she might seek him out and ask if he was willing to teach her. Leaving the wounded Guardian in the capable hands of the healers and under the watchful eye of her beloved, the Scorpion accepted aid for her own hurts before leaving for her own cabin, there to take off her War Mask, and again become Jyraielle.
He awake after only an hour, feeling rested enough to go see the others. But for a while he stayed in his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about nothing. The fact that he was alive was surprising, but that was normal. He always expected to remain in eternal sleep, forever at peace with those he knew no long drew breath. After a while, Airthas quickly sat upright in his bed and gripped his walking cane with his bionic hands so that he could stand without fear of falling. He wanted to see how the others handled the aftermath of their latest mission and to check up on the Guardian. So he began to stumble his way to the med-bay, hoping to see some of the others there. .......... He stepped slowly into the med-bay as a medical assistant walked by him and towards the wounded Guardian who still rested on one of the beds. He hastily put a hand on the medical assistant's shoulder. "How is she?" He spoke with worry, not wishing to loss anyone. The assistant simply turned to glance at him. "Well, she is in a bad condition but nothing we shouldn't be able to handle. We have a skill at bring back Eldar from the brink of death." Airthas chuckled at the comment, knowing he referred to him and Caerys. Letting the assistant continue on his way, Airthas made to stand next to the Guardian as she rested on the bed but very much alive and awake. He removed his helmet and held it between his organic arm, revealing a slightly smile and a look of genuine concern. "You look better. I see that the medical staff fixed you up nicely. Just don't try to move too hastily. Your body still needs time to recover from the shock, and the medicine they gave you to help your body accept the healing is going to leave you numb the rest of the day. But enough medical talk. I just came by to check up on you. You were incredibly brave out there, I'll have you know. After you went out of your way in the middle of battle to help an old Warlock back on his feet, you could say that I owe you my life."
veritas sat down as lingren started to prepare his arms for a bionic replacement as one of wolf squadren brought one through, the arm had the names of the fallen writen on it, noctis was the first then thain then Tarcain then Nithrak then jacxx and finaly Aldrim. veritas looked slowely at the names and then prepared for the pain of the atachment as a bionic eye was then brought through for a replacement, lingren watching carefully to make sure veritas did not die in the process
Teras- The Dire Avenger sat close at hand to the Guardian, gently stroking a hand over her back in soothing fashion as she had for him, though he lacked the knowledge of the Healer's Path he could try at least, careful to cause no discomfort if it could be avoided. The only acknowledgement toward Airthas from him was a silent nod before returning to fretting over Su'iris. Lingren- "I suppose I should warn you I've never made such an augmentation before. " Lingren grinned whilst turned away, preparing the proper salves and chemicals that would alter his system's functions briefly so that the implants weren't repulsed as a hostile foreign invasion. " I kid, I kid. " Laughing softly he turned back toward his battle brother. "Don't have all the systems to make this go absolutely perfect but I doubt we ever will or that you'll mind. As soon as you're ready I'll put you under and begin the surgery. "
"go ahead, if i know our luck the next time we are in battle we wont have had time to fit anything" as he spoke he closed his remaing eye "go ahead but make sure you don't destroy my nerves to much" as he spoke he laughed
Su'iris smiled bright at Teras, slightly brighter when Airthas came by. "You owe me nothing, but your friendship." She simply said in her upbeat voice, being glad to be around them... Alive. But even more since she was capable of protecting Teras. She already was informed about the scars, but the pain was all but gone, her own experience as healer helped her to get through the different phases of regeneration and was capable of sitting up without any trouble at all. "Though... So many Humans fell... I know it is for a greater goal, the relic we acquired, but I hate to see sacrifices... It should always be the last option - no matter what, no matter who. And... I still wonder how the two warriors do that fight Ahriman and the creatures of the warp.... Do we know anything on their status?"
(Back to your Threads) -Noctis- Noctis stepped off the Thunderhawk glancing back to see Eldritch standing there. "This is what you want?" He asked. Noctis nodded. "Then be careful. I am sure you know the consequences of these actions." "There may be consequences for returning. Especially now with Taldeer." Noctis replied. "I'm not saying what you're doing is wrong. Only you can answer that, never before has someone been in your position. But know this. You've made me proud Noctis. The Deathwatch has allowed you to grow into what you are now. I can't say what the Eldar will think of you, but I can assure you, you're safe with Caerys." He paused for a moment. "We may yet meet again Noctis. Take care of him Caerys." He stated as he turned to go deeper into the Thunderhawk, the door closing behind him. "As if he was one of my own." Caerys muttered quietly. "As is he was one of my own..." The Thunderhawk then departed from the Khalir Anaris. -Aethyre- Aethyre snorted. "I guess you weren't THAT bad." She stated quietly, obviously unhappy about admitting it.
