Ty'rel chuckled. "You're quite welcome. I sincerely hope that your piloting skills are on par with your sarcasm Rharijem, because if so then I am sure you will be able to wipe out the entire slaving fleet of Commorragh singlehandedly. I will rest easy knowing that my life is in the hands of such a capable pilot." He turned to look at the girl from before and gave her a friendly smile, "I'm afraid you mistook my meaning my lady. If you were to take my quarters I would surely make an extra bed for you, or at the very least give you my bed and rest elsewhere myself, at a respectable distance of course. I offered to share my quarters, not my bed. So forgive me if my intentions were seemed less than ideal originally. However, should you choose the others as mate, I will also respect your decision as well, though from what I've gathered so far it would seem you aren't that fond of them."
~~ Bridge - Rharijem ~~ + @WanderingJester "I sliced quite a few Tyranid crafts with the bare wings of my Nightshade once. And a few Imperial crafts, as well." He commented, shrugging slightly. ~~ Bridge - Kareen ~~ + @WanderingJester She blushed deeply. "Apologies, my webmaster. If you would promise to keep me save from the others, then surely I would be more than ready to surrender myself into your night watch. After all... I doubt that anyone who is not a Phoenix Lord him or herself would truly ever be on par. The blessings of Khaine himself just to wield that title is too enormous." Kareen nodded in agreement to her own words and then looked up at him, right into his eyes. "I would truly appreciate it."
Jeyridian paused as if considering the situation carefully. "Well, I do have one question." He let the moment gain gravitas. "What's your favourite colour?" Pearus, the Lady of Cakes, was closer than she first appeared - and earwigging too. Not that secrets were being told, now ... But, the Harlequin reflected, she did make good cake. And wanted to be helpful, too. "You tattoo? That is a skill of great artistry and one the Exodites are very fond of, so I hear, and the Saim-hannians too." He gestured politely to the cake. "I have been sharing your masterpiece. It needs a name!" "But as for questions about the crew ... hmm. I will let my friend here go first, for I do believe sometimes I might be ... a little too talkative."
"Then I am sure some Raptor Fighters or Hell Talons will not be of much trouble to you. I feel very much reassured of my trust in you." Turning back to the girl, Ty'rel could see her blushing as she said those words to him. He offered a hand to her, "Then so it shall be, shall I show you the accommodations my lady? Oh how rude of me, I have yet to introduce myself. I am Ty'rel, a warp spider. Come, if you join me I am sure we will be able to make come up with something acceptable for you and make the moving in process much quicker. Plus I will need to get started on making another bed." His friendly smile never left his face, though the edge from before in his eyes was gone now, replaced by warmth.
observation deck "if he two of you are intreasted in what im doing" as he spoke he did not turn but sheathed his blades "i am preforming one of my many pre war rituals, in the hope i can go on the hunt soon"
< @Jorimel > "My favorite color is green." Sai'ir said simply, although he was still smiling. "Anything more?" < @Uriel1339 > "I would thank you for taking care of Kiast. He is quite friendly, until one angers me. But I hope you do not wish to anger me. I would like to know more of the Seer who is leading us, If you would."
~~ Kitchen - Pearus ~~ + @Jorimel & @BadDo9 "Yes I do a lot of things. As for the cake... Well.... That is the one weakness of mine. I usually just add my name to whatever it is. Like. Salmon of Pearus. Dragon of Pearus. Soooo this would be, Cake of Pearus." She shrugged slightly. "Also if I disturb your conversation - I am sorry." She bowed gently toward the Harlequin, hoping to not displease him. ~~ Bridge - Kareen ~~ + @WanderingJester Rharijem fell silent, focusing on the flight. "Kareen, scholar and multi-linguist." The relatively young woman took the hand and rose back to her feet. "Thank you for your kind support and help, quite surprising - coming from a Phoenix Lord. However, it is very appreciated, believe me." The dark mood slowly dissipated, however still lingered over her head, just like the ground was still wet after a heavy storm. Without a required word, Rharijem also deactivated the lockdown - allowing others to enter and leave the bridge again. ~~ Observation Deck - Barrum & Vandauil ~~ + @lord-watchman "By meditating? I thought only the Exodites would do that." Vandauil, the Pathfinder, noted, while Barrum was playing with the long blonde hair of Vanadauil, not fascinated with the whole talk of war - it made him usually only worry about his gem from Alaitoc. ~~ Kitchen - Pearus ~~ + @BadDo9 & @Jorimel "It would be purely accidental, would I anger you." She assured the Lord, not taking a seat as it was not offered. "Zu'ark is his name. Had been a Shadow Spectre from Mymeara. Went on some special force which was summoned by a Farseer from Ulthwe, called Caerys. After some time he left, becoming a member of an Exodite World where his psychic potential got revealed and he started training there. Became a seer quite quick, from what I gathered. However. The entire World, except him died at the hands of the enemy we are hunting as per Eldrad's prophecy, that Unholy Alliance how they call themselves. He lost everything he ever had and more. Not even a place to call home anymore... Even on Mymeara it seemed like he didn't fit in anymore, that said, the Seer Council thought it best to give him a task to rally a special group like he belonged to once, after the disclosure of Eldrad's prophecy, which is how he got to recruit the various members of this vessel."
< @Uriel1339 > Sai'ir thought about that for a bit. "I see... oh, you may take a seat. Now, would you tell me about yourself? You are an enjoyable sort of company. As Kiast would agree, I'm sure" At that the Mechanical Ventus nodded its agreement.
"Well, Kareen, as I said before, I am but a simple warp spider. So no need to be so formal with me." Ty'rel smiled, and led her to his quarters by hand, not really encountering anyone on the way. It was an understatement to say that Ty'rel had covered his quarters with webs. The front entrance, when the door slid open, looked like a impenetrable wall of webs. He let go of Kareen's hand, and smile apologetically, before sliding a short blade out of his armor and begin cutting an opening for Kareen to use. "I must say that I wasn't expecting this turn of events, though I am glad you took up my offer. Please excuse me as I make way for you to enter. I didn't actually expect to use this entrance at all during my stay on this ship, but now I wouldn't deny you your freedom by having you come to me every time you wish to enter or exit the room now would I?" He finally made a small opening just large enough for Kareen to enter but not big enough for anyone else, especially in phoenix lord armor. He bowed and then disappeared, and his voice reached the girl from inside. "Come in, I've just cleared a path from the door to the central area of webs." Inside Ty'rel was cleaning the room for enough comfort space for Kareen to walk around without getting caught in something, and was working to clear the area around the build in bed of the quarters before moving to construct his own by the view port.
[OOC Too sleepy, will reply tomorrow! For those who don't know I am on GMT, though I do tend to stay up later than I should. For those that use Skype I may be found as Syjahel should anyone wish to add me on there Goodnight, Jorimel out!]
