Selina looked at him, leaned closer and whispered through her cloth mask. "... They lie." She then went back to her normal sitting position and looked around.
Quietly humming to herself, the abhuman xenolinguist kept herself busy with a data-slate, already creating a virtual lexicon, and a word directory, one for sayings and speeches, and of course, a readied a pict-slate for the alphabet she would surely encounter soon. Her mind, though, was partly busy with the Inquisitor's displeasure. 'Nice racism', she noted mentally at the figure of speech Lady Veronica had used, '...though true, I guess. Why this misdirection, why the half-truths, why the weird logistics? Old master Trader didn't really have to concern himself with this. Eh, not my job - ah darn, I wrote 'Kekxxshen' with an x too much, hate typing while standing.'
<Joseph Hall> The burly Guardsman rolled his eyes. "But O' course. " Never an ounce of trust amongst these types, was a shame. The Emperor demanded honor and honesty of his fighters, why not the entire lot of his subjects? Then again it was heresy to question the Inquisition and he wouldn't be disrespecting any of the Emperor's most holy, and horrid, of establishments.
Seeing that there was nothing much to do at this moment, Loki pulled out his old knife and started playing with it while turning his attention towards the group. The Torturer eyed a particular member of the retinue and smiled. "Hey you," he pointed at the Xenolinguist, "I must say, I have never seen such a beauty in my life! You must tell me just what kind of a creature are you?!" OOC Midas, I really wanna know what your char looks like never heard for a Pelager before this RP lol
OOC: That's because I can sum up the official fluff with one quote from the Lexicanum. This is uncut and in full length, sorry if it's too much for you but it's important you catch it all: [I took some design liberties - I imagine them as humans with skin texture like a shark's, gills, and webbed fingers and feet. No hips or breasts really - would interfere with swimming. Second set of eyelids that look like a black film of oil for protection, usually closed since she can see through - imagine Drell from ME in that regard.] She couldn't help but blush as she looked up, minimizing her writing program and brushing a strand of black hair out of her face. "Why thank you... that was unexpected. You're the torture man, right? Sorry, but I don't think we've been properly introduced yet, I'm Ry'thss Sshakti. Loyal servant of the Imperium, not that my love for the realm has ever been repaid in kind."
(Thoren Corax) Seated quietly in an upright position next to the Guardsmen nearby, Thoren paid no attention to the conversation taking place around him. It was not of relevance to him, as his own view of the situation had not been requested. Not that he had much to say if asked. All he cared about was the upcoming operation, a rational train of thought for any soldier of the Imperium. His mind was focused completely on the mission objectives, letting them fuel him with purpose. Questioning orders, asking why they did what was commanded of them, was an impossibility for a Scion. It was what defined his existence. It molded him and made him a weapon with which the enemies of Man would perish and die. So he remained both still and mute, letting the hums of the Valkyrie's engines put him at ease while he patiently awaited for their trip to come to an end.
OOC: Since we're on the subject, here's what you can imagine my character as for all intents and purposes. Just add a proper Vostroyan great coat and fur hat for proper effect! http://antiekllc.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/popeye-characters-brutus.jpg <Joseph Hall> The man grunted as he shifted around in his harness, it was a bit too tight for his liking and admittedly he had never grown use to the blasted restraints to begin with. Tired of fussing with the straps digging into his skin he just flat out undid them and grumbled, willing to take on the consequences of being without anchor in the event of turbulence or a crash landing.
OOC: And before we change the subject, I found something that fits Selina quite well. http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/359/a/7/sister_repentia_by_mrmao-d4k6v7s.jpg IC: -Selina- Selina watched as Joseph took off what would kinda save him in a crash. She might save him if they did crash. Maybe.
OOC: I don't like posting pictures, myself, since I never find one that fits and people tend to get wrong impressions. I could post the whole Appearance thing I gave Urian, but I think it'd be an unnecessary waste of space
