"I hope you're right Krauz... I pray you're right." He said as he sprinted in the direction of the armory and made his way inside, Macha still in his arms.
¨You stubborn fool, i know you lacks your arms!¨ As he saw the wolf ahead, jaccx sprinted catching him at the back and lifting him from his waist forward into the dark angel shoulder pad, carrying him like a bag. ¨your gonna die of blood loss like that and not a word till we get out....¨ OOC: i always wanted to carry a space wolf soo shut up and let me save you! pls xD
Being picked up by the Dark Angel, Aldrim fell unconscious from blood loss... His body shutting down to allow for itself to heal without any further energy bring exhausted...
"This better work..." Krauz whispered to himself, hoping that the fail-safe installed so very long ago infact was still intact. One of the few reasons why he is thankful that Taldeer helped designing this prison. As the Deathwatch gathered in the Armory they could feel a weird sensation among the whole room, as the countdown kept going.... "Self-Destruction in T Minus Five Seconds." The Imperial Stormtroopers, the ten that survived, gathered among the Deathwatch in the Armory. Their faith is true as they know Krauz and their trust never had let them down so far. The Officer stood relatively relaxed and turned to Stevanus and Noctis. "Krauz designed this facility, he knows what he does." The man stated with a smile, standing relaxed. Just as the countdown hit One, they were suddenly all gone. ~~ Planet Orichalcum ~~ The Deathwatch, Macha and the Imperial Stormtroopers woke eventually up. They found themselves in a med-bay similar room, Imperial Architecture. Aldrim's arms had been fixed with perfect Imperial Bionic arms, Tempestus' hand had been fixed as well. As everyone regained consciousness they found light-green cable mounted on their heads, only connected on the outside, Macha was not excluded. Soon a creature walked in, having four arms and being tattooed, light-orange skin with black stripes. Yet the creature wore a laboratory coat. "Welcome foreigners, please do not remove the device attached to your head as it is a translator device. That is why I might sound in your mother language, yet I talk Orichus, the language of the Orichalci, the people of planet Orichalcum as I am." It said with a smile, for the Deathwatchers it sounding like Gothic, while for Macha it sounded like a typical Eldar. She tried to read the creatures mind, but failed. He turned with a smile to her. "We are unaffected by the powers of the Warp, at least.... In some ways. Anyway, our tribe leader is interested to learn more of you and make you an offer, once you are ready please come outside. By the way, my name is Grhmah'zak'li'hir'du'mng'tur'kis'bin but you may call me 'Zack', makes it easier for everyone."
ooc last reply befpre i sleep "this hand is very well made zack may i ask a reason why we are here and if i may be so curtios where my sword is" as he spoke tempestus stood up and looked at aldrim "it is good you have arms as i need to mention some things to you, though they can wait until we get beack to krauz"
Noctis sat up, and looked over in Macha's direction. I don't like this, not one bit. Any idea what these things are? I haven't heard of such a species.
"We have stored all your things over there." He said, pointing at lockers on the other side of the room, each labelled with the names of the Deathwatch Astartes.... And Macha. "Regards your hands and such, that was real easy standard work, would had been harder if you would had been a Tau or Tyranid as we have much less information about their biology." "I also tried all I could do with the head you brought, but there was nothing that can be done, not even saving his memories. It seemed the brain just fell apart once the body was gone." Zack grabbed the helmet of the Templar and handed it to Jaccx, after all he had it in his hands when they found him. "I fear the head within and all it's content fell apart, we do not know how or why." The man informed the group. "And... Krauz? Who is that if I may ask? We have not found him among you."
Macha shook her head at first, but then remembered.... "You are ancient.... And not supposed to exist, you are a fairytail, Orichalci" Macha said, trying to stand up but still feeling exhausted on a psychic side, she sat down again. She turned her head towards Noctis as she talked about the tale. "The Orichalci... An ancient species, perhaps as old as the Necrontyr and the Eldar... Living remotely somewhere in the network of the Webway, as hidden as the Black Library. They are said to be the wisest, most intelligent and most creative of all species... Yet they were never seen... They are a tale among the Eldar to depict the good of the Galaxy, but none tells those tales anymore among the Craftworlds. Many have gone to search Orichalcum and the treasures it might hold... None has returned." Macha told, still not able to think that this might be real. "Though, there was also a bad part in those tales.... Tales about Challenges for whoever might find them. You win, you get a prize.... You lose... You become theirs to own." She held her hand over her womb as she was slightly in pain, trying to get her mental status back in check. Yet she noticed the Mon'keigh Librarian had not to deal with the same problems.
