Gansukh was somewhat startled after the encounter with the monstrous warp energy, the feeling not leaving him even when they landed on the world that was, by all accounts, supposed to be a barren wasteland. Instead, a civilization of humans, and not just any humans, but some that didn't look like they were fooling around. Stormseer was a new member of this retinue and had no intention of leading, however this situation required his touch. "Friends," the White Scar used telepathy to address each member of the Inquisitorial retinue, gently sending words in each mind that was perhaps not prepared for such intrusion, "I have a plan." "Greetings Sir la Fontaine, my name is Gansukh Oyoma of the White Scars. I must admit, you took us by surprise here, we were expecting to find a completely different situation. But before I say anything else, to answer your queries." "Number one - all of us are parts of the same group, aliens included. While we share your concern about the nature of the Xenos threat, rest assured that these are loyal members of our taskforce and we have undergone a series of precautions to ensure them remaining as such, meaning that they will not trouble you or your people." "Number two - your concern is justified for the mutations are the marks of the Arch Enemy, however me and my brothers are not mutants. We are Adeptus Astartes, gene-enhanced warriors in service of the Emperor of Mankind and the mighty Imperium. However if the three of us are causing you fear, then we can remain in the background and not interfere with the talks. While I don't think the good doctor Giradoux has any ill intent against us, we will not submit to any kind of medical examination due to our faith. But if you are adamant in this, maybe the doctor can become our guest aboard our vessel where he can do these things in a safe environment?" "Number three and four - we know of Tyran for this world is a part of the Imperium of Man and we've heard that you were under attack by an alien threat, so we came here to help you. But it would seem all is well here? Perhaps we were wrong? Also, I'm most intrigued by the fact you don't recognise us, how is that possible? Tell me Sir la Fontaine, what year is this?" As he asked the last question, the Stormseer sent a delicate weave of energy through the surroundings and towards the minds of the human welcoming committee, searching for any strange thoughts that might not be their own or any signs of corruption. This world looked peaceful from the outside but after the prognosticar ritual and the encounter with the entity, the White Scar was sure the situation was anything but that.
Longfang snarled under his breath at this new development, hands twitching as he looked around. He'd had to fight off fuckin' daemons! That was not a fight he ever wanted to have to go through again - the way it felt like his head was being torn apart even while fighting the things back... he shuddered at the thought and refocused on the task at hand. He glanced at the other human and the stormseer who were talking, and narrowed his eyes. The thought of having been transported out of their time was quite above his pay grade, but it still worried him. Nevertheless, he crossed his arms and slid slightly between Alnar and the man approaching with the shackles. Was he an alien sympathizer? He didn't think so - he was simply a survivalist and a hunter. Besides, he wasn't exactly blocking his way, but the eyes he gave showed that he would not recommend coming any closer - indeed, if the inquisitor's aliens were to be harmed in any way, he figured, then he'd probably be unhappy. Better to keep the boss happy, right?
Frederick walked out onto the planet surface wincing at the direct sunlight, he raised his free hand to shield his squinting eyes as he watched what looked like a small army assemble around the Inquisitorial party. He clenched his force stave tightly as he fixed his eyes on one particular group of individuals, supposed commanders of this local task force and listened as they gave their demands. Cooper's eyebrows furrowed to contain his surprise when the Officers after requesting a screening of the 'Mutant' Astartes had forgotten him, maybe the sunlight had concealed his eyes or the fact he had them half closed had hidden the fact already, nevertheless he decided to keep them shut, he would feign blindness for now as he lowered his free hand. 'Friends' the voice of Gansukh @Colapse rung in his head and Frederick twitched involuntarily 'I have a plan' He was relying on psychic sense now to act in place of his sight, but after his speech he could sense the White Scar Librarian was attempting to use a degree of telepathy to attempt to calm the surrounding army. Frederick was no Telepath so he could not psychically respond, cooperate or intervene with what Gansukh was doing, only bite his lip as he prayed to the Emperor that it would work.
Red as he left the thunder hawk would take a a simple defensive stance though not raising either his side arm or hammer, as the soldiers came out with there tauros and there lasguns, he would have his shield out in front of him ready in case they would attack as they stood down he himself would take a similar stance putting his shield in front of himself. A he heard the man speak he would be interested in several words of alien enemy, and them calling there adeptus astartes Mutants, comparing them to unknown previous encounter to them to xenos worshiping renegades. Taking a look at the men and women assembled he looked towards them all for identifications, symbols and would notice no eagles or any he could see about the imperium. Hearing Ganushkhs voice he gave a simple nod to acknowledge him and put trust in the white scar. Noticing them bringing manacles for two of there xenos he had to wonder why they did not bring a third for the starlen. It made the crusader wonder if the alien threat was of the nids or the species of eldar that the inqusitors xenos came from. looking to the women leading the men Red would use only his vision to take in the sights and look for any familliar or group markings or things he could identifier her with, besides her red berrat.
Lanius stood in the back of the group near the xenos, his omnisan chain axe in one hand and the elctro whip in his other. His axe was one of his prized possessions, it marked his rank within the Mechanicus and was a powerful weapon in its own right. The whip was simply something given to him so he could reel in the xenos if they required discipline. This duty was not exactly something he felt he was suited for but he will do as the inquisitor told him. These thoughts aside he was observing the locals who has surrounded them shortly after their landing. All of their weaponry and vehicles were reminiscent of STC designs but were slightly altered. This of course was heresy but considering the context of these people living on a previously thought dead world he could forgive them. He doubted there were any of his fellow priests here to maintain the proper order. For now he shall be quiet and observe.
Phyrrus watched carefully, as their welcoming commitee took position on the platform, facing the inquisitorial delegation. He decided to leave the talking to the Librarians and instead focused on assessing any and all potential threats. Quickly analyzing the strangers, he concluded that, if it were to come to a fight, the heavy weapon teams would be the biggest threat. Deliberately, while keeping his long las lowered in order not to provoke a situation, he marked all the weapons team members as primary targets on his inbuilt helmet display. Subsequently, he opened a team only vox channel and spoke:"This is Phyrrus, I am putting together a contigency in case diplomacy fails. I am relaying targeting data to all of you, never hurts to be prepared. Speak softly and carry a bloody big long las. Everyone keep an eye on the big guns and stay alert."
"It seems your version of Terran law has changed over the years, as far as I am aware the mutant laws do not apply to stable branches of abhumans, do not apply to vat grown or machine enhanced members of the adept us mechanics nor to us adptus astrates" commented Goreparan " much seems to have changed , Mayhaps both of us can start by sharing what we each know about the state of the wider galexy , the powers on terra and the current laws. " said the Minotaur
Laeris sneered toward the new mon’keigh that was planning to capture him and Alnar. Placing his helmet back on his head, he shifted his position slightly, moving his cape back and preparing, if necessary to put up a fight. Whilst it was just shifting into the custody of another group of apes, Laeris knew that he stood more of a chance with his current group. These new ones seems to have even more views over what they consider to be their species than normal mon’keigh. Laeris summarised that they may be even more primitive. Hearing the suggestion to be ready over the box from one of the group, and hearing the responses by other mon’keigh, it became interesting that these humans were appearing somewhat protective, rather than just handing the eldar over. Whilst thinking, he also prepared to follow the new plan were it to be required.
~~ The Darkest Night - Narrator - Landing on Tyran~~ @Wata - Alnar, Eldar (M) Corsair Reaver @Maleth - Felthernia Nar'Therena, Starlen (F) Assassin @Taec - Laeris, Dark Eldar (M) Trueborn ----- @Colapse - Gansukh Oyoma, White Scar (SM) Stormseer @Tamu - Goreparan, Minotaur (SM) Apothecary @Grall_Stonefist - Tyr Nosebreaker, Space Wolf (SM) Grey Hunter ----- @Vulpas - Red Tarsinis, Human (M) Crusader @TuskatheDaemonKilla - Lanius Skyruss, Human (M) Tech Priest @BadDo9 - Denton 'Longfang' Reach, Catachan (M) Jungle Fighter @KorCharon - Phyrrus Ataraxus, Terran (M) Palantine Sentinel @Donairian - Frederick Cooper, Human (M) Primaris Psyker "I have no problems with aliens, but I do with those pointy-eared monsters." He gestured again to Alnar and Laeris. "None of you are putting one foot further on Tyrannus unless they are detained. They can accompany us through all the sightseeing and discussions. But they shall be shackled." Seymour explained in a much calmer tone. The other soldiers also lowered their weapons further or let go of the heavy weapons. The aura of peace from Gonsukh seemed to take effect. "And very well my doctor will accompany you and your fellow mutants on your vessel. After all, we are deeply concerned of your health and instability as much as you claim for it to be stable, our own efforts and what we observed were rather... Nightmare inducing." He nodded a little in solemn thought. "That attack you speak of I assume you mean the fall of Tyran, spawn of the First Tyrannic Wars. We have found the logs of this Inquisitor Kryptman which I assume you must have gotten these news from. I fear you are a two-hundred-fifty-four (254) years too late. As for the current year, It is 40999." La Fontaine replied with the lack of being surprised. "We are not sure what Inquisition he exactly was part of, or what colony you people come from. But we come from the Franc systems colonizaion Ark 'Baltimore Columbiad', part of the Sol Empire. We arrived here just about fifty years ago as it seems our hyperspace engines failed and our vessel finished the journey in sublight instead. Thank god for stasis capsules and solar sails." The scientist leader, Leonard-Pierre Giraudoux nodded in agreement. "As for current laws." He addressed the tallest of the mutants in order to reply. "Do you wish to discuss the entirety? The broad laws are simple. Everyone is equal. Everyone has a right to freedom of speech. Do not murder. The same things that haven't changed in the last centuries before our departure, which by the way is dated to be 27775." The supposed leader folded his hands together and let them hang relaxed before himself. "I will ready some of my equipment and a few assistants." The doctor said with a swift nod, before walking back to one of the APC vehicles to be taken back into the facility. It seems they were serious on the offer that Gonsukh provided. Maybe these humans had the same in mind as the Inquisitors retinue? After all, they would be able to get inside knowledge of their only vessel, compared to even if the inquisition made it into the facility, who knew what the rest of the city hid?
Gansukh stood for a moment, his brow raising as the human official spoke, there were couple of things the Stormseer noticed that were both disturbing and quite fascinating. But more knowledge was required before coming to a concrete conclusion. "You seem to hate the Eldar, as we call them. Did you have any close encounters with them?" Gansukh asked after pointing at Alnar and Laeris. "They are a mysterious race of Webway dwellers and while they are known for their marauding ways, they are on our side like I mentioned before. Even if you wanted to be safe, I assure you, simple shackles like those you brought would be of no use to detain such creatures. Better to trust our methods in this, for we have waged wars against their kind for more than ten thousand years." "All those places and names you mentioned are unknown to us as well, for it would seem that you have arrived from a far away place indeed. Colonization Ark you say? Is it possible that you came from another galaxy altogether? If so, than this would be quite a discovery." "Alas, I must inform you that we are in fact, not too late. There is a shadow gathering over this world and we have came here to stop it. You are most likely unaware of this, but you are in grave danger. Things that we call Tyranids came through this place, a race of murderous aliens bent on eradicating all life, and we believe that not all of them are gone. If so and some remain, then everyone on this planet is at risk. So let us help you and protect your people from harm." "I however, must admit I'm intrigued that you are using somewhat of a knockoff of our Imperial technology. The vehicles you have, the weapons, all are familiar to us but I'm sure our Tech Priest Lanius (@TuskatheDaemonKilla ) could shed more light on the matter. If you indeed haven't arrived from our Imperium, then where did you get the technology so similar to ours? Another thing, who is this god you are referring to? There are no gods in this universe dear Sir la Fontaine, the remnants of the old faith are long gone from the Emperor's kingdom." "I'm not sure what these people are up to, but the easiest thing would be to kill them all from orbit. If this doctor and his assistants come aboard our ship, I would be able to interrogate them in a safe environment and probe their minds for whatever secrets hidden within," Gansukh spoke to the others of the retinue, explaining his plan. "I would also advise that if they don't accept us into the city, we land somewhere outside of it and scout the perimeter for any signs of corruption, both heretical and alien. Me and Sir Cooper (@Donairian ) have brushed against something powerful when conducting the prognostication ritual and I assure you, this world is in grave danger and we just might end up stuck in the middle of it." As the final thought was sent, the Stormseer spread his power a little further, this time searching for any soul similar to his and the retinue's other psyker in their nearby surroundings. Even if these people came from a far away place, perhaps they too had psykers in their midst and knowing if there was indeed one (or few) of them present was of paramount importance in the upcoming task.
