Tyresius chuckled, "Two are already spiteful in their words. This will be a most pleasant voyage from this dark place!" The plague marine didn't mind, but did notice the newly arrived dark eldar's menacing glare. He had gotten similar glares from the guards of high ranking members of this place that read the same message. His own retort, unintentionally, as his innards acted of their own accord caused him to lightly heave a small amount of bile from his visor. The viscous fluid dripped down, which made the Dark Eldar Noticeably react by covering her mouth to prevent whatever sustenance she consumed earlier from forcing its way out. After his little upheaval of glorious bile wanting to be released. he merely chuckled at the common reactions of those who were ignorant to the workings of Nurgle within the Plague Marine.
"The Warp.... Uhhhh.... Is that a night club of some sort? Sure sounds mysterious! Wouldn't mind to check this 'Warp' out, unless that's some code language for tripping on drugs, I don't do that. Some alcohol here and there sure, loosen up. But I wouldn't dare ruin my mind with some of the harder stuff. Because that's how you end up becoming one of those sewer-mutants. I mean seriously, how else would you endure living in such crappy conditions, mh?" "Alright big shot! Also what does Beo stand for? Are you some sort of Wolf, is that why you call yourself Wulf? Or is that like an artist name to sound more intimidating and impressive? Because it sure sounds awesome but nothing like a regular name. Nonetheless I will look forward to well, I guess fight alongside you. And, or enjoy other hobbies if you have any?" She tilted her head, especially at whatever they were talking about in a weird language, but she could feel the tension as Malrak and he semi-fought with words. Weirdos. Perhaps they knew each other or something? "Thank you! Laty... Rinx... La-ty-ri- no wait I got it almost! La-try-nix. Latrynix! I try to maintain at least some standard of hygiene and such, but in this hellhole it's rather difficult to do so. Makes me miss the bodycremes the Tau invented. Some really neat stuff, especially their instant showers in a can basically. Not bad for longer field trips or encampments. Anyway, if we are forced to share rooms, surely you are on the top of my potential roommates list." Lurielle smiled and offered a hug by spreading her arms a bit.
From within the darkness of the ship, at the top of the ramp, emerged a rather large and muscular man. He wore no armor, but instead a royal purple robe, with a golden rope around his waste, and no shoes. His bare arms and partially bare chest bore the scars of hundreds of battles. His face, however; seemed to have dodged any traces of battle, as it was smooth and gave him a refined look. His hair was a dark brown and combed over to his right, nearly. His eyes were a deep, piercing green that made it easy to see to whom he was looking at. All his teeth were straight, which could easily be seen through the smile he gave, which made him seem to have a charismatic appeal. In his right hand he carried a golden chalice full of a very fine wine, which those with heightened senses could smell. Another smell one might sense, was that of a man who bathed regularly. His voice, like his smile, gave off a charismatic and smooth sound as he spoke to Lurielle and Latrynix (@Uriel1339 @Maleth ), "As if I would allow such beautiful jewels, pulled from within this abyss, to reside in any but the finest quarters this ship holds." Upon hearing the man's voice, Vilanica's head lowered further as he past her. He bowed, ever so slightly, as he extended his hand for a very proper introduction, "I am Marius Gaelius, an advisor to the Lord of this ship. What may I call such delicate and rare lilies as yourselves?"
Before something happened She talked so much but said so little, and now she was being gratuitously annoying. "It is my name, now stop being annoying, you are getting on my nerves and i am not in the mood for ignorant child's questioning" Beowulf said trying to make sure his body languede mirrored his seriousness in the moment. "Beowulf, monster slayer, deamon slayer, champion slayer" Beowulf said calling out his titles, even if partly self given at the moment, "And i am here to see if your master is willing to hire a warrior of my skill and prowess"
Latrynix attempted to ignore the laughing of the Plague Marine, likely at the sight of her keeping down food which was thankfully easier when Lurielle demonstrated a.... Well, there wasn't a polite way to say it: Total naïve ignorance of the galaxy, given the lack of even the slightest shred of comprehension about what the Warp was (it most certainly was not a nightclub or a codeword for drugs.) Needless to say, the look of abject despair/confusion that was plastered across her face when the Tau-woman suggested checking out the Warp pretty much broadcasted her feelings to everyone else about . Naturally this lead the Wych to reply "Well about the Warp that Malrak mentioned Lurielle... Put simply, it's an alternate dimension, where Psykers draw their power from and the more primitive races use for faster than light travel. Sadly, it's filled to the brim with horrible things of the type that'd have no qualm about slaughtering everyone here where they stood for their own pleasure." Needless to say, she was hoping that her potted, somewhat limited explanation would be good enough to convey that the Warp was not to be messed with AT ALL. After a deep breath to help relax herself, Latrynix then said "On the much more lighter subject of room-sharing, I'd be happy to share with you as well." Alas, her attention was then suddenly diverted by the person at the top of the ramp, the smell of fine wine being the key thing that drew her ice-blue eyes to him. Presuming that he was someone higher up the totem poll (albid disappointed he wasn't an Eldar), she then said to the man "You may call me Latrynix Thexia, or if you were to be in causal converstaion, just Latrynix would suffice."
Before- "Sure you can call me Lena went by a few other names when I started out but that's a story for another time." Felana said as she listended she heard how Lurielle didn't know anything about the warp and talked up. "Is what I think Imperial ships use to get from one part of the galaxy to the other and from some religions were the gods live." Felana said looking to the Lurielle -Now Looking up to the man now on the ramp Felana was amazed to see how well clean the advisor of the ship was definatley a higher up and he seemed to have taking a liking to two so far in this group, maybe some answers to some of there questions would likely come from him.
"The bigger they are, the grumpier they get. You should learn how to relax big guy. Call me all you want, but at least I don't need to act high and mighty if in reality you are just another one of the common folk." Lurielle responded serious, crossing her arms. What's up with both Super-sized weirdos being so beyond-serious? First that Tyresius guy now also this Beowulf. Grumpiness sure can be measured by size, that much she was sure by now. "Well the Tau only use Horizon Accelerator Engines, so I suppose that is why I never heard about this 'Warp'." She made the air quotes to go along with it, because it was such an ominous concept to her. "But glad to know that it seems like a thing I want to stay away from. Yet I am still somewhat curious. But as the Tau say. Curiosity killed the Vespid Stingling." She shrugged slightly. "Kind of explains now in retrospect the nightmares from the travel to here..." Lurielle mused out loud before shaking her head and focusing on the here and now again. "Glad I found at least one person to get along with." A scent and voice distracted the former Tau Firewarrior, turning around. Out of reflex she saluted, he was going to be a superior - better make a good impression! "Lurielle of Dal'yth, well... I mean now I just guess only Lurielle. Old habits die hard, sir. Apologies, sir. I continue to ramble don't I? Apologies, sir." Nervosity got best of her but she took a deep breath and relaxed to her best capability. She shook his hand delicately and smiled soft, imitating his head inclination. "I am a soldier and hope to be welcome amongst your crew and ship. Not just to get off this hell-rock, but also to see the sea of stars." Her smile was wide and excitement all across her face, even shuffling her feet a bit. There was plenty of energy to spend and adventures to have!
Eva kept mostly to herself as the girl in xeno armor kept speaking, not completely sure how to take in the girl's obvious naivety in a lot of things. 'The poor thing will probably be dead in a week.' she thought to herself, seeing the young one as the more than likely first casualty among them. Then again with the words being traded between Beowulf and the psyker with venomous intent, she might have to put credits on one of them going out first. Then the Dark Eldar, Latrynix, tried to explain just what the warp is to Lurielle and it didn't seem to have the impact it should have on her. Eva just shook her head before speaking to the Eldar. @Maleth "Don't bother wasting time to explain it to her, I'm pretty sure she'll be finding out what it really is on her own pretty soon." she sighed before someone came out of the ship to greet them, mostly the two other females here. @matt23 "Eva Kronen, merc and hired gun, not a bed ornament. So what are you offering to the rest of us?" She asked in a more assertive tone, here for making a living and not someone's eye candy. This "advisor to the Lord of the ship" can gawk at the other two on his own time, right now was time for business and payments as far as she's concerned.
@Uriel1339 When the wolf appeared to be somewhat distracted by the appearance of the advisor known as Marius. Malrak edged back into the group looking at this so called advisor with a hint of natural suspicion on that like the rest of the crew he's seen so far he was clearly Slaaneshi. He personally had no love for the hedonistic activities of the followers of the Prince of Pleasure but he also didn't really care enough to harbor any ill will towards them. "Tread carefully." He said directed to Lurielle who was speaking to the man as if he was some form of savior. He'd hate to see someone so energetic in the hands of a Slaaneshi. Besides he rather liked talking to someone like her and she might be eager to learn about the warp given her total ignorance and he would take no issue what so ever educating her. Maybe she could also explain what a Tau or Kroot actually is too as not knowing what those are is going to bug him for quite a while.
Being the gentlemen he clearly was, he addressed the women first. He looked, with a disturbing amount of interest, at Latrynix (@Maleth ) a moment as she spoke. Marius smiled at her, "For an elegant beauty, such as yourself, only a formal address shall due, Latrynix Thexia." He would, surprisingly, say the Dark Eldar Wych's name with ease and grace before extending out the chalice of wine to her, "It would be an honor to know your opinion on this exceedingly rare wine I have only just opened." After, he would turn to Lurielle (@Uriel1339 ), who would have seemed to have mistaken him for someone of the military. Marius would laugh slightly before speaking, "Please, Lurielle of Dal'yth, I would prefer you merely call me Marius. And there is no need for apologizes, as there is no need military formalities here, especially from such a youthful spirit as yourself." Marius would try to touch Lurielle's face, but before he could, a loud crack would be heard followed by a splash of blood onto the ground. Marius screamed out, "Vilanica, you little bitch!" He held the top of his hand to his mouth as blood continued to trickle down his wrist. Looking to Vilanica, she would be rolling back up a whip which she would then hang on her back once more, "These are not your slaves, and therefore are not yours to touch as you please. Do not forget who is Lord of this ship, for these are his guests." Marius laughed slightly as he put pressure on the cut on his hand before speaking, "Of course, of course." He then turned to some of the other new faces that had arrived, to get a feel for just who was coming aboard the ship. Marius first looked to Beowolf (@Grall_Stonefist ) with a somewhat amused smile as he clapped, "Large body, heavy armor, elongated upper and lower canines, and more than the usual amount of hair...Let me guess, a famed son of Fernis? How fate seems to favor us with a confident and experienced champion. I am sure my Lord would be more than willing to have you skills counted among us." Marius then heard a rather firm and assertive introduction, followed by a question. He turned and looked a Eva, "My, my... Such a fierce and independent attitude. I wonder if that is for show or you feel you have something to prove, hmmm?" He would then smiled after a slight laugh, "Me? I can offer you whatever your heart desires, however; I believe you are asking me that assuming I am in-charge, when I am not." He then heard a faint whisper from behind. Marius turned a looked around, before locking eyes with Malrak. He would smile slightly as he tilted his head, "You know, saying such things might lead one to believe you did not trust me. Have I done something to you, or have I just been to nice for your liking?" He then paced slightly, placing his hands behind his back, "You know, looking at some of your features and hearing your paranoia, I would say you might just be a follower of Tzeentch. And if that is true, why should anyone here trust you of all people?"
