"Get up Into the cage now, Then i Will match you against 3 of your lesser kind, get up now and be ready" Leos droned, since the servitor now seamed ready
Just looks dazed thinking to himself * whats with all the zenos the inquisitor must be a merciful person especially since their is a dark eldar in our midst* he is just giving off a confused feeling
- Virgil The Astropath continued to rest his weakened for, while projecting his mind to those of the retinue members planet side. While his body looked as though asleep, his mind was filled with activity. The Exodite Eldar were fascinating to behold. The very air around their hidden settlement buzzed with life and psychic echos. As they approached, Virgil took note of a rather bold trooper. 'Sir Valen was it? Lord Phoebus indicated for you and the others to guard the ship. However, I think this was more for your safety than that of the Valkyrie. Exodite Eldar have been more welcoming to others than their cousins, but that doesn't make them any less dangerous. Be on guard as you walk among Giants and dragons.' When suddenly Virgil felt the presence of the Farseer he'd conversed with during the Watch Station assult. 'We meet again, friendly Eldar. My company and I have accepted your invitation on behalf of Inquisitor Bishop of his Holy Inquisition.'
Su'iris nodded toward Resh as she was guided away, believing into her cousin. At least the pain would be more tolerable with a fellow Eldar than without. Especially due to the fact it would be Razauils fault, with whom he would have quite a while to cope with as it seemed. Yet she wondered.... As she was led away. The human simply remained calm and quiet, embarrassed by her nudity, sinking her head, but walking on, behind Su'iris. 'I am not the Seer you are looking for. But yes, she is also here.' A male voice replied, projecting himself, the same figure that Drax had seen and judged him. 'I figured it would not take long for Drax to spread the message. And I am not surprised to see more than a Xeno within your retinue. I also see a Craftworlder recently joined you. Take good care of her, or else I shall intervene.' The male Eldar was obviously threatening with the last piece, but it was not directed at Virgil, more a general warning, as if he would know when she would be not well. Nonetheless. The Farseers presence was friendly, and Virgil could feel the warmth radiating from his soul. It was not just kindred, but also the honesty that he wanted to help.
The trek back to Razauil's quarters was spent in silence, the man kept completely to himself. When they reached it, he simply instructed the serfs to lead the prisoners into his room after which he dismissed them with the wave of his hand. Patiently, even gently, he placed Su'iris on the chair behind his table while he sat down on his bed, pulling the chain of the human female and bringing her down on her knees, right next to him. As he began caressing the girl's hair and neck, his dark gaze was turned towards his old comrade in arms. After couple of silent moments, he finally spoke. "So...Si'iris. Mind telling me what's going on?" he asked, not really concerned by the fact she never saw him out of his old Dark Reaper armor before, nor that she exactly knew his true nature. He just sat there, looking relaxed as ever. OOC the chains are still on; also, I act as if this convo is going simultaneously with Resh\Midas' actions back in the hangar.
"Well it's been a long while since I've even seen a glint of the Eldar I haven't seen one since my training videos on Cadia, so they can be truly amazing but they can also be an enemy," *He kept a stern guard to his rapier and plasma pistol just encase the attack or anything threat worthy*
OOC: Yeah it goes simultaneously. Su'iris simply looked at Razauil, confused by his mixed action. "I believe you need to define of what you want to know. As for me. Let me simply put it the way, that my actions made me pay." He could see that her complete innocence did not remain anymore, but that core-glimmer of hope and kindred still within, she probably attempted to act tough to not let her seem too vulnerable to him. But to an Eldar of Razauils age, it was quite foolish to try.
"How did you manage to get captured and sold into slavery? The last time I saw you, you were with that Farseer. Did she ditch you as well, or did that enterprise went to hell?" he asked honestly, desiring to know what happened to his one-time crew. As he sat there, he continued with touching the human girl, the act obviously calming his nerves.
The servitor entered the combat cage, not sure what to expect. "Lesser kind?" he mumbled in binary. As in human's or other Servitors? Why was he a 'higher' kind. He assumed it would be a weight lifting test, or efficiency test. He then realized something slightly disturbing. He had some kind of weapon... until he immediately knew that it was not any weapon, but a volkite serpenta. A hand integrated mechadendrite pulled it off his forearm and into his hand. He slowly looked to the other arm, scared about what new it feature held. It looked like just any hand, but slightly thicker in the knuckles. His new integrated power glove sparked to life the instant he held the gun.
"Zu'ark and I left. It just didn't seem right anymore. Fighting a war for Caerys, not for the Eldar. We both went different ways. I joined a Corsair band as healer, got caught during one of our raids. A Rogue Trader was better armed than expected, got us off to Dreadhaven. Now I am here. What has happened to you in the meanwhile? Along an Inquisitor is where I would last expect you." The Healer focused on the Comorrites gaze, not to see.... The other thing happening.
