Aware of her unique traits, Astra made sure to sit in the far back, as far away from the others if possible. The last thing she'd needed was a repetition of the mob incident in this very Valkyrie.
K'tikathat enters the Valkyrie and tries to make himself as comfortable as he can on the too small hard plastic seat. He doesn't even try to fasten the 5-point harness. The situation was interesting. Everyone was ready to kill, even if they weren't going to kill anyone. It was opposite of what he felt on his previous lives. People got off to kill someone even as they weren't ready for it. Everyone used to boast about their guns and ruthlessness, but when they came face-to-face with Kroot, they were on brink of crying before K'tikathat killed them. Humans are interesting, those who brag about their skill seem far less threatening than those who keep silent and are prepared. Humans culture seems so reversed compared to Kroot.
Since his bulk prevented him from finding a proper place in the flyer, Ogedei stood further in the back of the transport which made him close to the Blank. @Casavay "Miss Astra, a question if I may. Why did you wear such bright colors during our briefing? On battlefield, distinguishing yourself like that would probably lead you to a quick death, so I am genuinly interested in your reasons for such action."
He was close to thr back as well but it was less due to have to or cause of wanting to be near anyone. He was near the back just in case, since he carried toxins and poisons. The only one immune to these as he was aware was hinself. He was cautious around his 'allies'.
@Colapse Astra was playing with one of her rings, twisting it around her finger, when Ogedei spoke to her. Of course, like most mortals, she was intimidated when she first met this demigod, but constant exposure made him appear less unreachable than he was before, made him appear more mortal. The noble offered this rugged super-soldier a happy smile before replying. "They're pretty, obviously! I like all those colours, and besides, all those great knights from the stories wear colourful heraldry as well! Remus Ventanus went to battle azure clad, and without fear! So why should I not?" She seemed to absolutely believe what she said.
Miria thanked Zeth with a short nod, taking the vox-thief and tucking it into her robe. She stepped passed him for a moment then paused and glanced back. Zeth... "Hmm." She muttered to herself before departing for the hangar. Upon arriving in the hangar Miria approached the Valkyrie. Seems most preferred the back. She decided to seat herself in the nearest open seat as it truly made no difference to her.
Sedric took a seat torwards the middle and eyed the kroot "hey i heard your kind are rather resilient" sedric looks him over "or just really tough to beat.... why exactly is that l? You look tough as nails and Your the first ive seen in person so im just rather curious how a race that doesnt really have advanced tech can be so difficult to handle?" Sedric pulls out a cigar and a zippo and lights it leaning forward in his chair @GoreWrencha
@Casavay "Pretty?" the Khan scratched his beard as if he never thought of that possibility (which was perhaps pretty much true). "I can assure you no such knights existed and even if they have, they would most likely end up dead as soon as the enemy heavy weapons saw their flashy armor on the field, which would probably be right on the start of the battle."
@TechCaptain - "What is this vial you hand to me, righteous man? If it just would be truth serum to make all our lives and tasks easier." The mercenary hero said playful as he looked at it in-depth, however being smart enough to not open it or such. However he knew in reality that this man was a bit of a crazy person, creating all sort of things in his own little room. God-Emperor know what sort of education he had, and what he was capable of creating. Perhaps he could even create miniature versions of the so fearful virus bombs the Holy Inquisition could utilize if they desired so.
His eyebrow raised at being called righteous. " Shroud. In the vial is a toxin that you can coat a bullet or put in someone's food. It needs to be absorbed by the target. Do let it touch your skin. " The substance was colorless, and if one opened it would be oderless and tasteless.
