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Post by Ria on Apr 13, 2015 20:42:43 GMT
10:29:42 [DG_GM] .:Deep in the forests where a young elven girlwith horns lived, there was a stirring of power, the magical energies brightening and becoming clearly visible as they swirled around a single point. Eventually a figured appeared, dressed ina simple robe, with long white hair and a matching beard. The figure would then approach the door of the girls house, knocking lightly on it to alert the one inside that she had a visitor. What had drawn this figure to this place was the glimmer of a familiar power, a power that drew him in to investigate.:.
10:38:23Apsu was sitting in her home, working on taking inventory. She had a small stock of potions that she liked to keep on hand, most of which were made from ingrediants that could be found in thesurrounding forest. As she was working she got a strange feeling. It felt something like heart burn. Apsu was a bit worried by this, usually only scary things gave her this feeling. But, the goddess Apsu had not spoke to her to warn her.. She jumped from her thoughts, and literrally, when the knock came at the door. She could feel the hair on her horns begin to stand on end. She moved to the door, and cautiously opened it. Now, being very naive, she just stares for a minute. Her large blue serpentine eyes staring out from the black ocean of warpaint she wore. "Yes? CanI help you sir?" She asked, relaxing a little as she fully opened the door, "Would you like to come in? I can put tea on!" She said with a bright smile, her rows of sharp teeth just poking into view.
10:43:58 [DG_GM] .:The man smiled "Yes, thank you very much Apsu, that is very kind of you" as he entered the small house and taking the proferred seat. He would then wait quietly and calmly for her to fix the tea, since he felt it would be bestto talk while relaxing over the tea. He was very sure she wouldbe very surprised when he revealed his identity to her, though he would wait for the tea before revealing that.:.<E>
10:48:33 Apsu nods and shows him to his seat. The table was quite low, and the seats were small. It's not like she planned to have tall guests...or really guests at all. She was working on putting the water on, and getting the leaves and berries together when she realize something. "Wait!" She stopped what she was doing with her declaration, "How do you know my name!" She said turning to face him, throwing an accusatory finger in his direction. She wanted to get to the bottom of this, now that she realized... She doesn't know this old man. How did he get out here anyways? By himself? “OH! Are you a psychic wizard?” That explains it.. She moves back to the tea, if he answered or not. It was steeping now, so she'd bring it and the cups to the table for the last couple minutes. She'd produce some seed rolls as well, and lay them out. It wasn't much. She doesn't hunt very often. And you can only gather so much.
10:56:07 [DG_GM] .:The man smiled as he accepted the tea and rolls "No, I am not a psychic wizard, but I know you, and the goddess who now lives inside of you, and she knows me as well, though you don't" as he smiles. He then looked at her"It was a surprise to me when I sensed Apsu's power here on themortal plane, I saw Apsu herself cut down by Sho'vothar, but itseems she foresaw that, and made sure that her powers would notdie with her" as he smiled at the young girl.:.<E>
11:02:07 Apsu stares at the man, with those large blue eyes. "You...know me?" Apsu shook her head, "Well, not me but.. You must be a very old soul then.." She actually looked sympathetic for him, just for a moment, "I am very humbled by your visit sir." She said before moving to pour the tea, sense it was done steeping. She put the tea pot back on it's hot plate and took her seat again, folding her hands in her lap. She sat quietly now, curious if this being had a reason for showing up in person.
11:05:24 [DG_GM] .:The man smiled "I guess its time for me to reveal myself, though my true form is far too powerful to exist on this plane of existence, thus I must take this form, but in truth, I am nothing buta shadow, as my true conciousness still slumbers, I am the Avatar of Dracos, leader of the Draconic Pantheon" as he smiles at Apsu. He would then watch to see how Apsu reacted to this revelation, since the Primordial Dragon Gods were among the oldest of all Primordial Gods, as well as some of the most powerful and were some of the Primordial Gods to survive the war against Sho'vothar.:.<E>
11:13:08 Apsu blinked at him, and tilts her head to the side. "So... you are....apsu's father?" She asked, wondering if that analogy would fit here. If it did, that means she has a new grandpa! She was feeling all sorts of things, it was hard topinpoint one emotion in the whole mess. Should she bow? Any sympathy her eyes had before was gone, now they just shown with wonder. “Do you wish to speak with Apsu? I might be able to make that a possibility..” ”I'll just be taking a very long rest afterwords...” She mentally sighed, but didn't show it on her face. She was really good at hiding pain, hurt, fatigue. But, when you are trying to be a big time thing... you gotta be able to hide your fear. Apsu does it with a caring smile
11:22:47 [DG_GM] .:Dracos chuckled softly "There is no need, I already have an idea of what she would say, besides, it is best that you not use your powers too much, as they put a great of strain on your body" as he looks at her. He then placed a hand on her shoulder "I have come to tell you that the time of our awakening is approaching, myself, Ilucan, Osiran, Jenura, Hregan, and Tylis will soon be awakened after eons of sleep" as he smiles:.<E>
11:27:02 Apsu looks up at him, a soft smile as he tells her the news. Her smile gets fainter though as she lowers her view. "And what about Apsu?Do you think I can save her?" Her eyes begun to sting, the tears pulled the warpaint into her eyes. She only shed a couple tears, thanks to the second lid in her eyes the make-up wouldn't bother her for long. She looked back up to Dracos, this time instead of her normal soft happiness she stared him down, with determination. "If you need anything, ever, just ask. I don't know whatkind of help I could be, but, that doesn't matter. I'll put my everything into it."
11:29:46 [DG_GM] .:Dracos smiled "You've already saved her, of all the children her power manifested in when she sent her seeds into the life cycle, only you have survived, you will eventually move into the spiritual plane with us, for you will eventually become the goddess herself, for I believe that is what Apsu planned, as she knows that once her body was killed, there is no way for her to return, so you are her hope for the future" as he smiles gently to her.:.<E>
11:38:14 Apsu stares up at him.. "But... why didn't she tell me?" Come to think of it, it had been a long time sense Apsu even spoke to her. It felt like years.. Though Apsu didn't really NEED daily guidance anymore.. She couldn't believe this. Wrapping her head around that would take some time. She was to become...a goddess? "I know what i'm going to do. While I still can, while I am here. I willbegin to work towards making this world one worthy of your return." She hoped she wasn't saying anything too dumb. She was still a kid, an infant to elves and dragons.. A baby to a god.
11:41:55 [DG_GM] .:Dracos smiled and placed his hand on her head in a grandfatherly way "You've already done well, and there are those that still know of us, they are in a civilization many leagues away from this world, they are known as the Caledonian Empire,and there was a repository of knowledge left behind on their world that kept knowledge of us from being forgotten, they are a good people, and if you can get to them, they will help you" as he smiles gently to her.:.<E>
11:46:49 Apsu nods, "I have a quest then, I shall reach this land." She was already making plans. She needed money, first and foremost. And she always wanted to get an adventuring party together. She was a cleric, got a healer. Now she just really needs a fighter to get going... She stood from the table and begun to move about her house now. She got her backpack and begun to pack it with things, laid her leather wolf pelt armor out on her bed next to her enchanted ham-axe. Ah, things to do.. She almost forgot that Dracos was still there... no she did.
11:51:06 [DG_GM] .:Dracos chuckled softly, having done what he needed to and seemed to vanish after setting down his empty tea cup. There was another reason he had come to her, and that was due to the fact that her own tribe was hunting for her, since they blamed her for the death of her mother and didn't care that she had the power of a goddess within her.:.<E>
12:20:06 [Emperor-Bretonia] " Our progress is impressive. There is only one thing standing in my way. " The Emperor's voice was silken as it hushed an entire room of her most trusted scientific advisors. Those sworn to silence, for they had not tongues. Their vocals were controlled by a complex system of neurotic devices. "I want you to make me into a machine. Replace my limbs first. Replace my bones second. Replace my organs last. " She brought her hand up to them, showing a tightly toned almost boney set of muscular fingers. Sausages really. " I was made to look like a god. Now. I will become one. " The order was serious, as serious as she had ever been in her private quarters. " Chimaeria. " She snapped her gaze to a shadowy corner of her council room. " If they are unable to aquiesce, Kill them. And find me someone that can. "
12:34:08 Chimæria` had stood by her side the entire time, he’d finally become accustomed to the heavily sized body now which consisted of various metallic parts, some of his bone structure had been replaced with metal ones, specifically his spinalcord. Where she sat, he stood, becoming more accustomed to being out of cryogenic stasis and actually preferring to stand over sitting, so he could also become more used to the changes in hisbody. Pulling himself out from the shadowy corner a grin had tugged lightly upon his face as he craned his neck and licked his lips.“If this is what my Empress wants.”, he spoke clicking his tongue, his tone very serpent like with the roll of the s’. Eyesgazing upon each scientist, those being the ones that had turned him into what he was today amongst them, his black serpent-like tongue draped against his lower lip before tucking up against his upper. “Then you shall have it…”
12:42:15 [Emperor-Bretonia] The figure raised its hand and gestured generally that they should get to it. Before she sank back into the chair that served as her throne for the moment. Something sinister was building inthe back of her head. Something far more dangerous than the singing of her outer rims, or the destruction of the planet. Something that scientifically was at the moment impossible without more resources. Gaining more resources meant either playing nice with the Caledonians, or taking some planets by force. Genlai, Futuran. It didn't matter in her mind. But she would have a nation that was almsot indestructible. Even if it took the entire universe to do so. After all, a means to the end, right? Her hand snaked out and gently patted the arm of the abomination to her right. ( Chim. ) " You won't fail me. " She affirmed. But finished it off with something a bit more aggressive. " Don't come back, if you do. "
12:59:51 [Genevieve`] The scene of destruction was terrific and bloody. Limbs, heads and torsos laid across the landscape. A mass of metal had struck the mining camp. As it landedthe red hot metal begun to snake away from the crash, forming long tendrils, razor sharp. The mass of heated metal lashed out and had caused the destruction thatcould be seen now. The metal form still lay in a large puddle over the entrace to the mine. Noone from the outside knew what was happening inside. A monsterous robot had appeared in the mines shortly after the ground shook from impact. The machine was a red-black metal coated maniac that just strolled through the mines launching grenades round outof a fully automatic shotgun. The damage and collapses she caused didn't seem to slow her down. Though she did have to abandon the AA-12 she had been destroying things with. She was looking for the new ore she had picked up. It's signature was unlike anything she had seen before. Moving deeper into the mine the machine shed it's metal skin. <E>
13:03:59 [Chimæria`] The patting onthe arm sent a simulated shiver down his androidic spine as theAI in his head began to flicker on, assuming control of emotions for the moment. He wouldn’t like this idea, playing nice with the Caledonians, he’d much prefer the latter, taking planets by force, so that’d have to do, he’d agree to that, however. Leaning down, a small display of affection was given, a kiss upon the cheek as he turned heal. “As you command.”A decision would have to be reached by the time he reached his ‘ship’ so to speak, play nicey nice with the Empire of Caldonia, or take their planets…This decision wasn’t easily reached, it had to be tactful, for this oculd spark an all out war and while his Empress was under going this procedure, it would put her into a semi-weakened and vulnerable tsate….so unfortunately…assuming command over planets was not in the cards, so a false shaking of the hands and forging and alliance shall be the way to go, unless the Empress has objections, he’s headed his way…to speak directly to the Emperor of said region…[e]
13:08:37 Emperor-Bretonia didn't object. She was too deep in thought. She didn't even respond to the gesture of affection. She wouldn't miss him, while he was away. There was too much work to be done. The Akkadians were still about in the streets feasting, rejoicing over the emperor's return. As soonas the transformation was complete, whenever that would be, thefeasting would end. The day " she " stepped out onto the balconies of the Imperial Citadel and descended into the masses to embrace them would mark a turning point for the Akkadian Era. The age of Enlightenment would end, and the age of the machines may just begin. But it was a long way off, who knows what could happen. Motherhood could change the Emperor. Or it could prove the rumors outer-nations had been spinning. That despite the Emperor'swillingness to attempt diplomacy and treaties, she/he was just as volatile and ruthless as his/her father was.
13:33:12 [Ria] Playing contortionist in the engine compartment of a small craftwasn't as fun as some might assume it would be; even without the engine inside. For one, Ria couldn't wear her headphones, which meant that the whole world would hear her music. Something that isn't necessarily a big deal, except that it also meant that they could mess with her music, because she didn't have her player right there in her pocket; out of reach of asshats. The hangarshe was working in was, fortunately, empty for the time being. The rest of her crew had other projects to take care of at the moment. The grungy, crimson haired engineer's only company at themoment was her music, and the body dozing off in the cockpit. Provided that body belonged to her soon to be husband, and he wasa tempting devil. It wasn't fair to have him making her want toruin good work ethics by just being there. No way she'd be swayed before she'd finished what she was currently doing, which wasscrub out over a year's worth of who knew what. She was rather surprised that there weren't old spider nests and whatever, since it had apparently been sitting untouched for the last year without being noticed. Hard to believe given the current conflicts in the universe. Oh, the wonderful little life she lived. Looking like someone had tried to dunk her sorry ass in a barrel of grease and partially succeeded, before dropping her into a dusty mess of old scrap or something, Ria twisted her body out of its awkward, upside down position, to back out of the compartment to remove the small remote that was clipped to the inside of her breast pocket to change the song from the natural rain sounds that had started to something that was more.. up beat, while the blood rushed from her head to refill the rest of her. |
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Post by Ria on Apr 14, 2015 1:37:23 GMT
13:34:20 Bhais is slumbering in a cockpit of one of the small space ships she's working on
14:25:15 Alpha Something had been cleared for docking. This something happened to be what was essentially a space semi. It's chromatic armor glistened in the transition from dim solar radiance to the bright illumination of the docking hanger. The gargantuan rig that looked no shorter than three hundred meters long was towed to it's respective mooring. – A few figures had filed out form the personel duct and into the station's atmosphere. They appeared human for the most part, save for one. He was much taller than the rest of the lightly armed men. He was a little heavier dressed as well. Save for the white upper portion of his head, the figure that was Alpha was largely obscured beneath a combat oriented attire. These were no doubt escorts for fending of boarding parties. While the cargo was exchanged, they seemed to BS a little bit (shoving each other round and carrying on) before Alpha would separate from the squad and make his way towards the market terminal.
15:02:00 [Ria] Wiping her forehead with the wrist, all Ria managed to do was smear the gunk that covered her around a bit, blending it with the beads of sweat that gathered upon her brow while she worked. If there was one thing she truly excelled at it was somehow managing to take on the dirtiest duties, and come out of it with a big, goofy grin. When she was half finished with her scrubbing job, Ria decided it was time to stop, before the grime she'd collected on herself while doing an overly thorough job of scrubbing out the vacant engine compartment, started to return to where it had come from. Somehow managing to maneuver herself out of the compartment, backwards, Ria sighed, before checking the time. She'd been off duty twenty minutes without even realizing it. Joy. With any luck Mr. Talburt's shop would still be open when she arrived. He was expecting her to come by to drop off part of the finished set of little solders, and pick up more supplies to finish the set later. Taking a moment to look at a dozing prince in the cockpit, she tapped the class a few times with one of the tools that was laying about, before making her way down the small ladder to make her way out of the hangar toward a waiting shower. She wasn't going off base looking like some vagabond that they'd fished out of the sewers. Whether her fiance caught up with her or not. Ria would take a five minute shower, before heading to the market. She really needed to get to Mr. Talburt's scraps and parts shop before he closed for the day. Leather pants, and grayish/green loose-fitting, sleeveless top that laced up the front, that made her deep crimson hair stand out more made up her civilians today, her hair hanging about her shoulders to dry naturally instead of taking the time to dry it with a towel or a dryer. She practically ran all the way from work to Mr. Talburt's.
15:21:55 Bhais slowly, the eyes would open as he heard the rapping on the cockpit window, of course he'd followed her, removing himself from the cockpit and joined her at her side, even joined her in the shower. But now his arm wrapped around her waist as he tugged her close, sucking in her fresh clean scent through his nostrils. He easily kept up with her dashing toward Mr. Talburts place. This would be the first time meeting Talburt ever, bet the man would jaw drop at the man Ria was to marry...the PRince of the Kingdom, the first born child of the Emperor Tigeir, such a joyous thing, no? Anyway, upon the arrival, he took her hand and looked at her, leaning down to plant a kiss upon her forehead. Rubbing the back of his head, he nervously scratched at it and cleared his throat. “I’m a little nervous…” he spoke, glancing toward her. He wasn’t sure whom this Mr. Talburt was, but he was sure he was important to his fiancé…
16:56:28 [Chimæria`] Lacking he necessary skills in the political field, Chim was not sent alone, but with Praetia, someone to assist him in learning the ropes of being a Politiian. So, it took them a bit, but they finally reached Caldonian Air space. He gave the code and stated his business, hopefully they’d be permitted to enter the air space. If they were, he’d put it back into gear and headed for the main planetary empire. With a throat clear, he’d hum lightly to himself, his AI had assumed monetary control over the body, assuming command over his emotions, feelings, and other various aspects of his life. Upon arriving a the docking station, he stepped out and was checked for weapons, lacking them along with hopefully his associate, he stepped along and guards roamed off to alert Emperor Tigger that someone was here to discuss politics with him…an alliance of sorts. A meeting of the empires!
17:09:37 Praetia was, naturally, quite unarmed as she stepped off the ship; heels clicking lightly as her dress swirled about her legs easily....her guards were another matter. Two individuals, dressed in lightweight ceramic armor colored blacker than night, accompanied her on her flanks, rifles well in view. Bodyguards for nobility; black armor to suit black dress. The men had been chosen well....quiet, strictly disciplined; they were excellent examples of soldiery, to be sure. Still, they were permitted through as her guards; though they would naturlaly not be permitted within LOS of the Emperor. She followed after Chim sedately, hands clasped behind her back as she looked around, offering a smile to those who met her gaze.
17:36:39 [Krusch] {Within Valhalla} The Neo-Nathak's engines could be heard slowly dying down as they were switched to standby mode. The exit of the ship wasn't your typical ramp that came sliding out or lower down diaginally, it was actually a vertically descending elevator-like platform, connect on all for corners to a form of hydraulic system. The hissing of the hydraulics were backed up by streams of steam escaping from its joints. A bright luminating light shined down on the platform as it reached its lowest point, the metal giving a quick thud against the metal floor of the massive ship's hangars. Standingin the cente of the platform was the massive figure of Krusch, clad in the icy blue armor that seemed to give off slight clouds of frosty smoke like a bucket of dry ice. A helmet covered the entirety of his massive reptillian head and like extension of his own body, weapons of various styles sat locked in place upon different parts of his body. A pistol at his hip, and SMG at his oher hip, a shotgun and a rifle placed linear up and down both sides of his back, and a nast-looking grenade launcher right in between them, connected to a circular reinforced plate. Even with all these weapons, he was still packing more, because on his gloves he had a new prototype Omi-Tool Tech that allowed blades of plasma-like energy to be extracted from his knuckle-tips. Most of all, he had his biotics, one of the very few Krogan with Biotic abilities. Krusch did not hope for a fight, nor did he expect one, but he was the type of motherfucker who went everywhere packing, even the Citadel couldn't keep his guns from him. The massive Krogan then lifted his leg, not drawing any weapons, and stepped forward, the sound of his armor clashing against the metal surface like two clashing steel doors. Stepping off the platform, the sight of the military personnel lining up all ready to take their shots of he tried anything funny; itmade him laugh with a short burst of a grunt. "Relax." He boomed, with a deep and raspy voice, "My weapons will not lmeet my hand unless you give me damned reason for them to." Krusch was a large, stoic figure, intimidating, and he spoke with a strong mysterious sense of confidence. "Don't give me a reason...." Krusch said, coming to a halt when finally stepig onto the actual floor of the hangar and crssing his arms over his armored chest. ~END~
17:46:14 Alpha They could have quite literally be classified as 'vendors'. The large machines that were lined up in rows along the plaza. Were they different machines from separate companies? Sure, there were separate ones for more exclusive non merchant to non merchant trading/contracts, but for the most part, these big boys accessed the main regional market. Alpha's gloved hands were currently disrupting key portions of the holo-board. Occasionally, one of his two bare fingers (the first two) would ascend to tab through the display. These vendors utilized special photon emission that made viewing the images from behind two feet utterly scrambled due to the limited charge of each particle. (nobody likes big brother watching your shopping habits). As soon as the exchange took place, alpha stepped back and stuck out his finger. The plating peeled back exposing a skeletal shell. He'd swipe his 'naked' finger under the sensor to complete the transaction. – He was just on his way from the terminal when he'd notice somebody. The only other somebody in the entire market. “For a political hub like the “royal system...” “ Special, drawn out emphasis was payed to the recent most spoken two words, “ This market is particularly vacant.” The grim mask over the majority of his snout shifted and stretched with his jaw. His arms would cross over his chest while he transitioned into a less rigid stance.
17:53:42 [DG_GM] .:The marines didn't understand what Krusch was saying due to the fact that the language was unknown to them. They did understand his body language however and slowly lowered their weapons and stepped back a bit. For Krusch, he would see that these were experienced soldiers who had seen some pretty brutal combat. It would be at that moment that another figure entered the hangar, easily as tall or taller than Krusch and clad in archaic looking armor. It was a Tibyn Arytissi, one of the elite warriors of the Caledonian military, and unlike the marines, this being exuded a confidence and skill on a different level. The armor clad figure stopped a few yards from Krusch, silent at first before speaking "Who are you and where do you come from?" as he waited. The reason why he was speaking in a language that Krusch could understand was simple, thanks to a special spell embedded within a Lacrima Crystal inside his helmet, Krusch's language was analyzed, and then projected through the helmet.:.<E>
18:07:54 [Krusch] {Within Valhalla} The Krogan stood strong as the man approached him with the archaic-looking armor. He was obviously a man of higher rank and commanded a sort of respect from the other soldiers, as they seemed to neatly line up and make way for him to enter. The man spoke, the dialect asn't perfect, but hecould tel that he was using a typeo technology that species in the MIily Way Galaxy use to understand each other. For all he knew, hewas stll in the Milky Way Galaxy and his was some sort of strange seperate human military organization lke Cerberus, that was until he looked closer. They looked human, but they sure as hell weren't, the didn't act like humans and they sure as hell weren't as small as humans. Sure every so often you find a larger tha average human, but them were bigger andthey wore armor similar to the Humans in their Bronze and Iron Ages. Krusch grunted and spoke, "My name is Krusch, of the Groata Clan, not that it means a damned thing these days." Krusch wasstill slightly apalled when the man asked 'where he came from.' "Where did I come from? Well, I am a Krogan, I'm sure you could tell, so I'm from Tuchanka." Krusch said this because he assumed he was still in the MIlky Way Galaxy, everyone knew who the Krogan were and it never ocurred to him that he was absoutely wrong. ~END~
18:13:00 [DG_GM] .:The man didn't make a move, but even with technology the tone sounded puzzled "What is a krogan? And where is this world you call Tuchanka? There is no race or world by those names in this galaxy" as he looked at Krusch. It would be at this time that the day cycle of the ship began and the hangar bay grew brighter. This in turn would reveal that the inside of the ship was far different from that of a Human Systems Alliance ship of the same type. Where the Systems Alliance ships were modular and built with functionality in mind, this ship had contours everywhere, and the metal had a dull grey-green sheen to it. There was also the notable absence of Mass Effect technology, instead, what looked like glowing crystals seemed to have been used instead. These would tell Krusch that these people were not from the Milky Way, since they were far too advanced to have gone undiscovered for so long.:.<E>
18:21:12 [Ria] Bhais' stop outside the shop door, in the already mostly closed down market place was a little bit of a surprise, but she understood a little when he admitted to being a little nervous. Lifting the hand he held to her mouth, Ria brushed her lips gently over his knuckles. “Mr. Talburt is not someone to get nervous about... my father and brothers might be another story.” she assured him, before looking around the deadened market area. “business must have been slow to day...” she muttered quietly to herself “Not even the usual lazy window shoppers appear to be about today.” Really, the only time any one of the market areas within the capital didn't have even a few dozen or so stragglers wandering about the late closing shops meant that business hadn't been great for the day. A second cursory glance, that captured a few unfamiliar faces among the unusually low number of last minuters. Shoving her hand through her half dry hair, Ria shrugged, when she realized that someone had spoken to her. Giving the stranger a sort of sidelong glance, and a small smile, she shrugged again, before speaking up. “Today was probably a bad market day. Usually more people, even though the market has pretty much closed down for the day. Nothing new and interesting hit the market I guess, or no one was in the mood for shopping.” It really was quite sad, because it meant that Mr. Talburt probably hadn't had a very productive day either. “Speaking of which, I need to do some things of my own, before this place closes for the rest of the evening. Can't tinker without parts and pieces.” as she spoke, Ria turned to open the door to go into <B>Talburt's Parts & scraps for All kinds</B> with a small sign in the window that read "Tiny wars sold here.”. Poor, old Mr. Talburt. The way his jaw hit the floor when she strolled into his shop, attached to Bhais. Ria was sure that the shock might kill him for a long moment, as he gave a nervous bow, and greeted Ria; unable to smile his usual, crooked old smile. “Mr. Talburt” she spoke slowly, making an effort not to cause his heart to suddenly give out on her, though the was stronger than that. “This is my mysterious fiance, Bhais.” she smiled stepping a little away so that the two might attempt to shake hands “Bhais, this is Mr. Johnathan Talburt. A dear friend of my family's.... who may or may not be in too much shock to answer right now.” Mr. Talburt looked... dazed, simply nodding as stared at Bhais. It was hard to tell if he was going to recover or not, but eventually he offered his hand for a handshake. Poor Mr. Talburt. She shoulda warned him first.
18:22:32 [Krusch] {Within Valhalla} The Krogan slightly laughed, sounding somewhat apalled at the comment the man made about not knowing what the Krogan or Tuchanka were. "Ha! Right, and next you'll say you've never looked at Asari pornographic material! Haha!" Dry. Very dry. That was Krusch's humor, and many people did not understood that humor but his crew. It was what the man said next that would bring the massive reptillian being to a halt. "This galaxy? What in the hell do you mean this galaxy?" The Terror of Tuchanka rubbed his chin before shrugging. "This is the Milky Way Galaxy, is it not? And don't fuck with me." Krogan were naturally somewhat rude in their ways of speaking, always coming off a bit hostile, but that was simply just their nature, even when they don't even plan on looking for a fight. The Krogan's four fingered hand extended what would be his index finger and pointed at the large man as he spoke. Krusch had an oddly strange feeling about what the man was going to say next, but he wanted to, no, he needed to hear straight from this human-like being's mouth. ~END~
18:29:57 [Emperor-Bretonia] Meanwhile back on Babylon the God Emperor had put herself under the knife. She had ordered the first of her surgeries.The replacement of the bones in her legs. They had poured and cooled the metals needed to replace every bone and were at the moment linking together the new tendons to the rest of her body. Her eyes stared lifelessly at the cieling as she gritted her teeth through the pain. She'd refused any medication to ease it. They had explained it would be days if not weeks before her body was out of the state of shock they'd put it in. But during that time she would also be undergoing the rest of her... insanely...insane idea. Her chosen mate had wings. She had decided she would have them too. Bio-ethereal ones mind you. But.... She closed her eyes and started to dream, for the first time in many galactic cycles.
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Post by Ria on Apr 14, 2015 2:10:51 GMT
18:37:25 [DG_GM] .:The Tibyn Arytissi looked at Krusch "This is not the Milky Way galaxy, but the Dragonstar Galaxy, which is next to the Milky Way, you have entered Caledonian territory in this galaxy, but we are not sure how, and your technology is unlike anything in this galaxy" as he looked up at Krusch's ship. The same was vice-versa, since the hangar was full of interceptors, bombers, scouts, and several types of corvettes, each one sporting lethal looking armaments. The way the armaments were positioned showed that unlike Mass Effect technology, they did not worry about heat dispersion in the same way that the Citadel and Terminus races did. In truth, the weapons on all ships in the galaxy allowed the weapons to be cooled by the coldness of space, even when near a planet, this effect still happened, since the weapons were built differently and used different materials.:.<E>
18:53:34 [Krusch] {Within Valhalla} Krusch turned to face his ship, looking around him as he attempted to soak in the information he had heard. Looking around him, he saw no Mass Effect technology, in fact, the architecture was nothing like he had seen before, and he had been all across the Milky Way, from Omega to the Citadel to Earth and to Ilos, he was even on the Shadow Broker's ship for a job when Commander Shepard and his group of misfits stormed in and took down the Broker in his own office. Lucky enough, their paths did not mix or things might not have played out too well for him. The Commander was dead, which was a shame. The massive Krogan thought about it, and it made sense, the dead Reaper was behind this. The Reapers had the ability of multi-galaxy travel, which is what had to have happened when their Mass Relay technology mixed with the surge of energy in which was pouring from the Reaper. Thinking about it, it didn't sound as farfetched as it would to other denizens of the Milky Way Galaxy. So, it was established, Krusch, his crew, and even that slippery little blue Asari all found their way to another galaxy, with no forseeable way to return. Krusch turned back around to face the man in armor and placed his massive hands in his armored hips, "Well, what now? What do you plan on doing with and our ship?" Krusch lifted one hand to point towards the man, "Just know that if death is what's on your mind, that won't go well for any of us." The Krogan may have sounded a bit hostile, but it was simply a warning, he didn't want a firefight to break out when he was abviously outnumbered in foreign terrain. ~END~
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Post by Ria on Apr 14, 2015 4:21:34 GMT
19:14:30 [DG_GM] .:The Tibyn Arytissi looked at the krogan "Death is not going to happen this day, but you, your crew, and your ship will be taken to Caledon, homeworld of the Caledonian Empire, there, you will be debriefed and your fates decided" as he looked at the krogan. He then looked at the ship "You and your crew are welcome to use guest quarters on the ship during the journey, which will be at least three days by Stargate" as he turned and left. The marines dispersed as well, though one stayed behind to show Krusch and his crew to the guest quarters.:.<E>
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Post by Ria on Apr 14, 2015 15:36:01 GMT
21:38:51 Alpha His prominent white brow cocked when she'd reply to him. She seemed to have a feeling that it was commodity items that drove the market place. His brow would shift. A glance was given to the opposite direction in tandem with this. His skull even shifted with a contemplative tilt. Made sense at HMM, Her Majesty’s Market. Tourists and what not coming to get the next best thing that they can jam in their cargo bays. Maybe it was a galactic week-day. Never saw much tourism when it was in the middle of a galactic work week. “I don't like Commodities.” He spoke up in stoic declaration as to how he felt about what was just said, “It's not stable and there's too much riding on chance.” His body uncocked as he sought to walk along side her. “I've got down time, You wouldn't mind if I assisted in your endeavors? I've long maxed out my mechanic skill capacity.” Despite inviting himself into the store along side her, He'd at least ask.
22:14:07 [Ria] “sure, and I'm pretty sure most people feel that way.” she gestured toward the interior of the shop, before heading in herself. It wasn't like the place wasn't public domain. It didn't matter if she said yes or no, not really. He could go into the shop after her simply because he wanted to. As long as the guy didn't try to get touchy with her she didn't really care either way. After initial, awkward introductions between Mr. Talburt, and Bhais, she abandoned the two to each other, a form of forced guy time, so she could brows through the junk to see what she might find to use for her little soldiers of war. Mostly the two men, who remained at the shop's checkout counter. Taking a rubber band, a heavy duty one at that, from the clip that hung from one of her belt loops, Ria pulled her dark, crimson hair back into a tail at the nape of her neck, to keep the drying mass from getting in the way while she caroused. It seemed pretty obvious that Bhais wasn't the mechanical type. He seemed to like that greasy, garage smell that seemed to have soaked into her skin, but when it came to things, like her hobbies he didn't know all that much without her explaining.... once or twice. It had to make being in a scrap shop pretty tough on the prince. “I'm just looking for random bits and pieces that can be melted down to be put into molds, or else reshaped to fit my needs... not sure how much you'd be able to aid my endeavor, but you're welcome to look around. Talburt has some neat junk. Old, turn of the century parts; some from air crafts, and whatever.” she spoke absently to Alpha, already lost in her own special little world of fun possibilities.
22:39:06 Alpha As well as it was public domain, some random cyborg making his own brand of small talk could have easily been dismissed in the form of “give me space” or “take a hike.” She'd chosen to entertain his company, however. The psychological gratification from touch was lost on the tube children. The odds of random spurts of wanton touching was perhaps at an all time low from her between the number of male entities that currently inhabited the space around Ria. She spoke of the tasks in which she wanted to perform. Well then, it sounded like things were branching out to metallurgy and Jury Rigging. “Metallurgy. 3 of 5, Jury-rigging 4-5.” Not entirely maxed as mechanics, as he so nonchalantly boasted earlier. “I can certainly provide vital support to your project to increase productivity, if nothing else.” A loose shrug sent his shoulders rolling back. “It all depends on what rigs you wish for.” He would reach out for what appeared to be the burned out gyro core of an obsolete warp drive. “Or, in the very nature of rigs themselves, what you happen to find...” Almost lost to a moment of contemplation, it would seem like he was reflecting on what he'd said before sobering up once more.
23:05:24 [Ria] While Alpha spoke, Ria was rifling through a few boxes that held what looked like little motors. She could use these. She knew a little girl who loved to make cars for a boy she liked. They would be perfect for her. Tilting her head at an odd little angle to look up from where she'd squatted to dig through one of the boxes, she gave him a funny look for a moment, then shook her head. Nope, not gonna ask. Instead, she held up an empty box. She'd try not to accidentally blow off a couple fingers if he accidentally touched her during this little shopping trip, but it was just easier to stuff stuff into a box and worry about whatever later. Springs, coils, ball barrings, spools of copper wire thread, anything that looked useful went into the box. She wasn't concerned with finding parts for the solders, those were usually hand made anyways; their skeletal forms put together piece by piece as she worked through the night when she couldn't sleep. Making sure each one would function, before adding the armor that would play the part of skin and protective shell. Ria did her very best to make the armor look old and tarnished by battles of the past. “I make little toy solders... that kill each other with rubber weapons.. not too many requests come in for them, so productivity isn't something I worry over. Just he scrap and parts to make each one. Ria shrugged, then moved on finding new things to play with; like a child in toy store.
23:43:33 Tamashi begin his duties. The armor they gave him was left in his barracks. The armor they gave Stripes still doesn't fit him right. But the big guy doesn't seem to mind when Tamashi puts him in it. He actually seemed kind of proud. "It's not every day a lion get's a Gaurd Uniform is it?" Tamashi asked stripes as he pet into the large main around his friends head. "Alright, so, court yard duty!" He said and started that way. Stripes yawn, lazily getting up to follow after Tamashi. Tamashi didn't wait long for him to catch up, and would slip up onto his back. Stripes made a pretty good mount. So, off they went. The young new gaurd and his pet lion. Of course they got strange looks as they moved through the Caledonian Palace. But, all the gaurds knew him by now. There was no more chasing his lion around thinking he was a wild animal. Soon they would arrive in the courtyard. They're just supposed to make sure no one is making a mess of the place. Stripes picks a nice high spot to lay down, Tamashi just shifts from his back to sitting on his side. It was nice to be perched upon a lion perched upon the highpoint of an area. Gave you plenty of veiw.
23:59:13 Ayne would be found by the lake just outside of the kingdom. She'd come to this area since she was just a pup, her father and siblings usually with her. However her dad was busy, and her brother was nowhere to be found. She sighed as she ran her hands through the water one last time before making her way towards the palace. It didn't take long for her, due to her knowledge of the backways, and hidden places, she arrived very soon, the high points in the palace in her sights, though she didn't pay it any mind. Her Ivory locks fell in curls around her head, framing her child-like face. She wore a simple red and white striped gress that seemed to flow upon her body like a flowy river. Her red eyes no doubt startling to those who looked into them, or they would be if she didn't look so innocent. She'd notice a few gaurds waiting for her as she neared the palace, one of them had been talking about a new guard and his pet, a Lion. She smiled lightly and ran about, making as much noise as she could. She knew wouldn't be able to find the new guard, but he would come to her if she made enough noise. So she ran about, yelling and messing with the maids until they complained about her childness.
00:05:26 Tamashi felt Striped shift under him, "Whooaaa!" He fought to keep his balance, crawling all over his friend as he went to stand up. Tamashi wound up back ontop of Stripes as he rose from his perch. A couple easy jumps and they were down at normal people levels. Stripes slowly moved fowards, inching his way like he was hunting pray. Tamashi laughed at him, encouraging him to just walk. Stripes gave in and listened. It wouldn't take long for them to reach the front gate. "Why're we out here Stripes? This isn't our assignment." He put his right hand flat across his eyebrows, glancing around. He had noticed Stripe's ears ficking sense he had gotten up. And now that he's paying attention, could he hear a child running around throwing a fit? He soon came to settle his eyes on the young princess. That. Right there. That was the cause. He already knew. The rumor mill is always turning. "You're hurting stripes' ears. Could you hold it down a little? Especially on the high notes?" He asked with a warm smile.
00:15:27 Ayne flipped around so fast, it was a surprise she didn't get whiplash. She did, however, end up tripping over her own feet, and falling on her butt. She was surprised at first, and then she fell into a fit of giggles, holding her stomach as she ;aughed. She blinked a few times, calming her laugher as she did this. She the sat up, and stared at the guards. She smiled widely,"So thats what a lion looks like" She murmured, in an awed voice. She'd never seen one before, but she adored him. A smile fell on her face as she looked at the male, before rolling backwards and onto her feet. "He's awesome! Sorry about hurting you ears, I didn't meant too, I just really wanted to meet you. Both of you." She murmured, staring up and into the man's eyes. "I'm Ayne." She murmured, shyly.
00:21:58 Tamashi lead Stripes over to Ayne. Stripes moved to bow before the princess. This let Tamashi slip off of the lion quickly himself. He bowed, as was respectful, and then adds "Ayne, it's an honor to make your acquantance. This is Stripes, and i'm Tamashi." There is a story behind why the lion has that name... its a pretty short story though. "Never seen a lion before, huh? Does the curcus not come to this area?" He looked over to stripes, wondering if he should show off the old 'head in the lions mouth' trick. But, he decided aganst it. "You wanna pet him? He's really nice." Tamashi smiled brightly, wondering in the back of his mind if this was deserting his post....
00:44:51 Ayne had just stop laughing when Tama whistled. "Hey! I do not look redi-" She was cut off by her own surprised yelp. She hadn't expected to be picked up and place on the lions back, by the lion himself. Her jaw slacked and dropped in amazement and surprise. She shook her head and then stared at Tama as he explained Stripes name. She giggled and shook her head,"I thought a lion was like a Zebra." She murmured, shrugging. "I thought they had stripes like Zebras' . She murmured laughing. "I dont think your loco though, I think it's cute." She murmured, blushing. "Tell me a story of your journey her, I hope it wasn't too dangerous." She murmured, layin her head on the Lions back, right between his shoulder blades where she fit perfectly, as he walked.
00:52:33 Tamashi walked along, not really paying much mind to a princess saying something he did was cute. He couldn't even start to dream someone of her status would be interested in him. He was a circus performer, like really? "Oh, you don't wanna hear one of the dangerous stories? How about the time we met a witch in the swamp then? That was good fun, though Stripes hates this story." He patted his bestfriend on the side. "The witch had us looking all over for ingrediants to a potion. We were aiding her in exchange for a map and some food. Well, we managed to find all of her ingrediants and got our reward. The bad part was, the map we were given was a fake! By the time we got out of the swamp, it took a month of daily baths to get Stripes to stop smelling like that place!" He plugged his nose, faning it with the other hand, "Pee, eeew!" He said with a chuckle. Stripes actually whinned at the story, still haunted by the smell of swamp fur.
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