<Kholivaz> The former Hellion grabbed Daeva's wrist as she reached for another rune, a curious glint in his eyes. Astora's advice still rang in his ears as he observed the woman. Truth be told, Kholivaz wasn't sure now how to treat the woman. Part of him still wished to give her the same treatment he had given Nezorath, another simply wished to siphon off the woman's isolation, a savory drink just below grief. In the end he simply broke the silence with, "You are the most frustrating Craftworlder I have met yet."
Zeth turned toward the Eldar that was approaching him.He was wounded on his left thigh tho no vitae-fluids were dripping from it.Probably some inter-armor first-aid treatment or some sort of witchery.He wasnt doubting in the validity of the Eldar words...they rarely lie in such dire times.He retreated his hand from the shrine... Such...arrogance...even in posture.Do they always vocalize themselfs in a half-hostile and threatning demaneour?No wonder they are near extinction... "I stand here because of my actions toward your race Eldar."spoke Zeth proudly."I was here before...you were here too."said Zeth pointing his index finger at the Eldar as if half-accusing. "You saw what happend to me.At least to my bio-form.At the time i recieved some sort of...psyhic epiphany as the imagies of past events i have forgotten and future events i have yet to glean into,rushed throught my mind."said Zeth as he grabbed his Omnissian Power Axe with both hands as if he was afraid that he will fall into the sand before him. "I have a doubt in my mind of the source of that...gift."spoke Zeth...unsure of his last words.Eldar are mischievous race...better to be sure then to live in half-assurance and lies. "Did the dead in the Matrix had anything to do with it?"spoke Zeth cocking his head slightly to his right side. PS:Is the site up and runing? :3
<Daeva Arimane> "I'll take that as a compliment, Kholivaz," she said. There was an ever-teasing tinge in her voice. The woman tried to free her wrist. "There is something in your eyes that tells me my frustrating nature is about to get me a drink by your side..." A spark of pain suddenly cursed from the light of the last rune she was collecting. "It also tells me you would flay me. Hm. I'd take my chances." The woman offered a hand to pull the man up straight. "How are you feeling?"
(OOC: Nope. It's not up and running. I think I won't be able to set it up this week. My patient isn't doing all that well, and I would have to drive to the other state in order to retrieve my card... Might be able to start a free month trial, though, with the company's email - chief?)
<Architect> The Spiritseer let out a low-pitched laugh - a short display of levity. "The dead cannot read the past nor foretell the future. You must have hit the back of your head, or maybe a circuit of your machine-self went rouge during the Warp Spiders' attack. Maybe, 'your life flashed before your eyes'?"
OOC: Sure, you can put it up in UltraWolfs name, I would love to sponsor narrative writers earlier or later anyway ^^ ; Also should I wait with Trykasil till our Exarch is back?
<Kholivaz> The Commorrite knew she was playing him. His kind invented this play and so many others like it. But a part of him still responded to the Healer as a lopsided grin appeared on his face, even as a last twinge of pain spread through the left side of his face. Kholivaz finally relinquished the woman's arm and slid from the table, rearming himself with what meager equipment he had left. Will have to head back to the hangar to reclaim what was lost. Maybe gather some Splinter weapons from home if I can.. Perhaps the Scourge's armor? Ghostplate is hard to come by and light as a feather.. Yes, Kholivaz decided he would try and regain some of his lost heritage in the equipment of his slain foes. As he made minor adjustments to ensure the harnesses fit just right across his newly donned Storm Guardian armor, the Hellion couldn't help return Daeva's teasing in kind. "You're busy, Daeva. But when the injured have stopped flowing in, if you find you still have the energy.. Come find me slumming it in the halls for us Outcasts." He ran a hand through his hair, stiffened from the dried blood of the battle. A shower would be nice. "Until then, perhaps think of new ways to entertain me, since I doubt you'll live up to the trance you've put me in previously." Kholivaz winked one last time before making for the Hangars.
<Architect> The woman bfore the former Hellion rolled her eyes, not relenting the feline smile but neither giving away an interest. "Be well, Kholivaz," was all she said as the man turned away. Back in the hangars, Kholivaz found the floors clean and no bodies laying. It was only the pristine wraithbone and the cacophony of Bonesingers repairing what was damaged. Astora was there, however, on guard.
OOC: He is looking for Kholivaz to kill him.... http://forum.eternalcrusade.com/threads/soul-of-the-infinite-stars.20012/page-221#post-525134 May wanna re-read that post? EDIT: Though it doesn't really matter anymore since I basically can hunt him down now in the hangar.... Before it was just relevant cuz he would most likely the one to stop him; now it's pretty much Astoras job! xD
