-Selina- "Inquisitorial business. We are to search the debris of the ships for anything useful and survivors." She started looking through everything in the bridge, making sure not to leave any corner unexplored.
SA582 replied to the person's inquiry with an answer "The first memory would be the one where I was shot by a Space Marine commander, and I do remember he had something coming from his helmet, and the second..... Well, you could say I met a very important person in the flesh." It paused, then continued speaking: "I'm still confused as to when he became a god, seeing as most people seem to call him one. Anyway, I'm going to the Hanger, see what might be on the planet." And so SA582 departed to the Hanger, ready to go to the planet when ready, for if the Person wished to come with it, he could and if not.... Well, it could take it's time to look around the planet. It seemed to be relieved, as if a burden it had has been removed. Now someone knows, I hope. Maybe they could tell me when it happened? Or maybe I find out by myself.
- Virgil, space station With Davarus having the situation well in hand for Chirurgeon Lucas. Virgil decides to continue on to return to his room. Succeeding in only getting lost deeper in the orbital station. 'I could have sworn there was a grav ramp somewhere around here. *click* There we go.' The door opened, revealing not to be a elevator shaft. Virgil was immediately flooded with near-sense emissions. "What is this place?" Virgil questions to the nearest aura. "Welcome to the telepathic hall, brother." A female voice replies. Edit: before arrival at Telepathic hall Virgil is psychicly screamed at by Davarus. <'I hear you Davarus, unfortunately my abilities to contact those outside our retinue are not within my ability. Force staff would have helped for that. I can contact anyone in the retinue to move to your location if they are able.'>
Xenobiologist nodded in acknowledgement when Thallax spoke about his first memory.When Thallax continued Zeth stopped amazed to the brim...he shot a bewildered look upon the warrior as he got away from his laboratory.For several seconds he stood there...scalper still in his hand.He looked toward the Inquisitor her face mauled side of the face mostly covered up with weird skin.He couldn`t compute his actions for few moments before just shaking his head off. His engrams have demented.After such long period of time that is a certainty.Only we needed that...a war machine speaking craziness... After finishing his great work,Zeth stood up,washing his hands from the small specks of blood.She will be pleased...i did the best i can phantom at this given moment.-thought Zeth to himself as he covered part of her face back with gase. Few more days and she will be normal...well...as normal she is,if that could be called normal.-thought Zeth to himself as he giggled,which looked funny for a person cowled from head to toe in rust-red robe. He worringly circled around the table,puzzled at her condition. Should i attempt to wake her up?Everything seems fine,her brain-patters are normal,she seems to be dreaming and her vitae-functions have stabilized.Maybe i should just let her rest and await until she awakes on her on.She needs rest after all... And she is not the only one...-sighted Zeth deeply as he crashed in the chair that was closest to him and so he fell asleep next to the table were Inquisitor lay.
OOC If he's loving and kind, he needs a teddy bear, not an Inquisitorial seal also, never heard she was your woman bro, not that it matters to Loki, he has different beliefs (loves fish obviously) The talk with Pelager was quite interesting, if anything it distracted him enough for the things that are about to go down on the planet below. As he moved back to his quarters, he read the report about the Hive and understood what was their task. Of course, he had his own way of getting the job done and it consisted of quite a number of side quests he had to complete in the process. Once the looted blades were stored in one of the compartments in his room, locked away in two exactly same boxes with different alien runes and hexagramic wards written upon them (it looked almost as if Loki expected to find the items on the Dark Eldar ship), he was finally ready to go down. The Torturer grabbed his exotic sword from his desk, the blade white as polished marble crackling with bluish light. He smiled at the craftsmanship once more, remembering how he acquired such prize, but it quickly brought up memories and he cursed, the sword was nothing compared to his first blade which was now out of his reach. Shrugging, he made his way out of the room, also taking lots of credits and switching his extravagant purple exosilk robe for more casual, black robe. He got it at the bargain for almost nothing, and it would prove good to keep low profile in the place where he was going. The mask on the other hand, it would perhaps look expensive, as it should because it was worth quite a fortune, to some lowlife scum, but then he would have to show them just how wrong were they. In fact, he would cherish the opportunity. Getting sidetracked, aren't we, he laughed as he reached the Hangar and took a Valkyrie, ordering the pilot to take him down to the Lower Hive - Adeptus Arbites HQ. There, he will begin his search for fame and missing people!
[OOC Welcome fellow new person and thank you for all the welcomes I've got Took my sweet time indeed ... blame me needing some point at which I could actually board the ship ... never heard of teleporting nurses ... grumble grumble Hello Nino. ] "...eeep-" As the large and intimidating warrior made as if to attack Davarus he swiftly pushed the little Chirurgeon behind him. Which took her slightly by surprise, but mostly relief as the newcomer did look somewhat alarming. Well, extremely alarming, truth be told. She reached out with one hand and just managed to scoop up the round ammo case as she was chivalrously defended. She only had time for that little breathless noise of suprise. The tension in the room eased somewhat by the departure of the Astropath. Not because the Emperor's chosen Beacon of His Light was gone, but because he clearly had faith that whatever the next few minutes held, Davarus could handle it. Debbie tried to peek around Davarus without getting in his way. She didn't manage it too well, having lesser stature and only sensible, workmanlike shoes. She waited to see what would happen next.
<Adeptus Arbites HQ> The Valkyrie with Loki, Ezra and Cha'ka sat down soft on the main landing pad. As soon as they left, the Valkyrie was gone into the orbit again, leaving the two Inquisitor members behind. Directly a higher ranked officer himself met the two with a small retinue of arbitrators. "I will use my Arbitrator experience to get some intel and perhaps start some investigations. Also I will get an uniform of theirs to not appear like an outsider. You have fun... And try to remain under the radar, although I know you won't be capable of." Ezra joked and walked past the incoming Arbiter, giving them a greeting of their Adeptus and showing his ID as Arbiter, them letting him pass easily into the main building behind. "Alright you two. You ain't get any access as outsiders of the Adeptus Arbites, I ain't give a single crap about your status as Inquisitor retinue. As long as the Inquisitor is not with you, no access. Especially not for the Alien. Just get out of here as soon as possible before I imprison you for being so darn ugly." The man was gesturing on Lokis mask and the Aliens face, the other Arbiter not even moving an inch.
"Not a single crap concerning Inquisitorial Seal? Okey, it's your own funeral," Loki stated as he got off the ramp, down the stairs and into the Hive below. Once they were out and safe from any earsdropping, Loki gestured to Cha'ka. "Alright my Kroot friend. We have to investigate the disappearances of the local populace, but this doesn't mean we can't have some fun in the process. You told me you want to go to the Black Market? Now is your chance. Me on the other hand, I'll check the local Tavern for some gossip and crap, you know, regular detective work requires you to have a drink from time to time!"
OOC: By the way as heads up. Since I will be gone friday to monday. You guys are in charge. If you guys cannot settle for how to handle stuff the authority is as follows: 1. Metaldog 2. Colapse 3. Evicus 4. Jorimel 5. Nino 6. Angles Then everyone else. Meaning. If Metaldog says things should be assumed that way, then they shall. If Metaldog is not around but Colapse, then his word is law. You may retcon as much as you want, just poke Savij! ^^ Also if anyone wants to be true full-power GM over the time I am gone I will send a PM to that individual regards certain details that CAN be revealed to solve the mystery and other things I had in mind going on, on Shermur.
