Malrak ordered the Rak'gol into the ship once they entered the hangar. He wished to be rid of this place as quickly as possible and the lives of the missing crew members meant nothing to him. Commanding the Rak'gol to sit down he found his own seat and waiting for the others to get in. To pass the time he brought his book out from underneath his robes and began writing in it about the day's events. The strange feeling he had earlier, sketches of the Rak'gol and other crew members, generally anything that came to his mind.
Shriek glanced over the group, mumbling a bit before she motionied for them to get walking. She planned to walk in the back, so she could keep an eye over all of them. Her sharp fingers clinking against her metal arm.
Saven looked at Varl seemingly study the Rak'Gol and wryly commented "I think we'd have all the time in the galaxy for studying the Rak'Gol after the wounds are treated, not beforehand. So, yes you do have permission to treat me." The Haemonculus still smiled, but his teeth seemed to be more on show. They were subtly pointed. Still elegant, still within the bounds of the Ynneas Eladrith, but his smile was also just a fraction too wide. "I should be a little more careful, were I you, Madam," he said as he moved to tend her wound, "you have taken a wound very close to a major nerve bundle. This requires a delicate touch." As he probed and microsutured and made a clean (and perfectly scar-free) job of the wound in question, there was a sudden quick spasm of pain. "Oh, tch, you must stand still," he cautioned, though Saven hadn't recalled moving. "There. All better now." And with a small bow and a courtly smile, he moved on to his next patient with a slight spring in his step. "The beast is under my full control, you may touch it." Malrak said, and Treleskan nodded his slightly belated thanks. He took out a measure and began to trace the lines of the beast's skull as the group moved on, hands darting like the swift movements of a hunting crane. Once Kairiel had gathered his new fod- er, new recruits, and they made their way back to the other vessel, he walked beside the Captain once more. "Are you quite unhurt, Madam?" he asked, solicitously.
< @Jorimel @Wata @Maleth @Tamu @TuskatheDaemonKilla @Vulpas @Uriel1339 @Wincent @bossaroo @Casavay > Eventually everyone would make it onto the Valkyrie and the pilot would finally begin to set off into flight, leaving the cursed station behind them with their new crew members on board, and what loot they had been able to scavenge already having left on the other boarding craft. Aeris stayed at the fore of the craft, and looked over to Varl once he came over to her. ( @Jorimel ) "Unhurt, my dear Varl. Not, however, unscathed." she grumbled, looking around at her crew and sighing softly. "This was not supposed to go this way." then she smiled a bit and chuckled. "I suppose that's what I came out here for though. To have some fun." she nodded, though as her eyes fell on Saven she frowned and went over to kneel in front of her. ( @Maleth ) "Saven... once we return, you should go to the medical bay. Your sister, she.. she was wounded." came the soft tone with true remorse. Though soon enough they were all once more aboard the Hanatari, the Valkyrie landing and opening the boarding ramp. Everyone would be free to go, except for Kairiel whom she had stay back by holding her hand on his shoulder. ( @Uriel1339 ) "Kairiel." she said softly. "Those new crew you recruited, tell me about them she said, as the ghost team walked out of the ship and then simply waited, seeming a little bit nervous about what was going on. And once she was told about them, Aeris would order: "Right then, show them to their quarters, get them settled and take care of them." she told him, before starting to stalk out of the area without a single more word.
Felana would return to her ship silently she could see already it seemed the rest of the crew had not faired as luckily as she and Malrak did. passing the medical bay she could see someone inside, Deciding to leave the current physicians to do her work, she went towards her room ready thing for her and Malraks research session, Taking a port from her arm she plugged it into her her suits data port offloading a copy of her creators journal before opening it up on a cogitator that was on the a desk. Already once more working on the data as she did a few weeks back she would enter the codes she figured out to enter the basics of the journal and began opening what data she had cracked during her time on her own or travling with Malrak, before she began work trying to decipher once more.
@BadDo9 "They simply wished to live a better life where they are respected. They seem like good people, but then again we might have just looked like a more attractive lifestyle to them. So I suggest to keep them for now together, but not isolated. Show them that we did not lie about our intentions. Furthermore, I would put Markus in charge of their orientation on-board the Hatanari, as well as to evaluate their skills." Kairiel explained directly and in his regular tone of voice. He was still trying to shake some of the events off, such as the encounter with the psyker, but overall he was just glad that the horrid fighting came finally to a stop. Once she gave the order to get them into quarters he inclined his head and marched off. He would take a breather in the mess and distract himself with conversations with other Hatanari crew members to lift his spirits.
Malrak, who was relieved to finally be on the ship got the Rak'gol settled in his room with his birds. His domination over the creature making it docile enough to be left alone with his prized collection. He then entered Felana's half of the room to assist her in her work with the data. Granted he didn't know much but she requested his help and he didn't wish to ignore his only friend. "Shall we begin Felana?" He asked as he entered and looked over her shoulder to see what she was doing. His usual curiosity driving him to use this opportunity to learn as much as he could. @Vulpas
When the Valkyrie came back to the ship, Saven immediately headed for the medical bay to see her sister, not even stopping by her cabin to get out of her Rig and into some other form of clothing, such was her haste to see Arissa. After all, if Arissa was hurt, she was damn well staying by her sister's side until she recovered from whatever her wounds were... And she was hoping that her sister was going to recover from her wounds soon, because otherwise she was going to find missions and her off time a whole lot... Different. Suffice to say, the Spyrer would be found in the Medical bay, trying to be by her sister's side, or as close as she could be within reason.
Varl nodded as the Captain spoke, and withdrew as she spoke to her other crew, waiting at a respectful distance. He hovered at the edge of the meeting, waiting. Not listening - that would be impolite - but waiting for her to be free again. As she finished, he approached her again. The Master Haemonculus was aware that she might with to be alone, but as Varl believed, not everyone matched the most sovereign of remedies with their own desires of the time. "Madam," he began again, gesturing if she would like to walk with him, "you seem out of sorts, if I may be so bold as to say so. Should you wish it, I would endeavour to cheer you up." He paused. Not every Eldar was appreciative of all the delights offered by the Dark City. She didn't seem the type to enjoy some of the more recreational narcotics. But he did have a unique grasp of some of the skills needed to make one relax, to say nothing of his knowledge of pressure points. "I could ease the cares of the day for you," he offered, carefully, "I have much knowledge of muscle groups and could give you a relaxing massage." "Entirely proper, I assure you." Unless, of course, the lady wanted something else.
Goramor ordered food to be brought and made haste to his quarters, to clean and maintain his gear but most of all take his bath. He filled the tub and slithered in, his tail hanging out the other end with his arms over the sides. His back still hurt too so a warm bath did him wonders. One loud yawn and closed eyes later he was happy where he was.
