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Rakawan

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  1. No I was just busy and forgot to reply. Will get it tomorrow.
  2. “Any idea what weapon it was?” Trevor asks, pulling out a small scalpel and an interesting looking tool of corpus make.
  3. The Solaris goes limp as you approach, either playing dead or having fainted. The other Solaris part as you approach, but remain close by, unlike the rest of the patrons who very quickly find something infinitely more interesting in the bottom of their glasses. Rolling the rig jockey over, you find the Source of the sound. The box containing the wiring and sensor packs has been crushed. The wiring seems intact, but the cover is ruined.
  4. The assembled patrons scramble backwards the moment you begin to move. One particularly unfortunate Solaris jumps backwards.... Only to rocket into the wall as the augmentations on his legs malfunction, propelling him into the wall with a sickening crunch. He crumples to the ground with a whimper. The young woman who warned the masses, in the other hand, nearly falls off her stool, laughing uproariously.
  5. You wake to find a crowd gathered around you. One particularly brave, or particularly foolish, Solaris patron is gently poking you in the face with a long piece of scrap. “I think it’s dead.” Another patron says, hiding behind his friend. “Maybe we can salvage it?” ”Bad idea.” A voice says. The speaker is a young woman, her bare arms shaping marks from a whip, a clear indication of time spent in a Grineer mining colony. “Have any of you seen what one of those things can do when it’s angry?”
  6. Lucien nods. “Great idea boss.” He says sarcastically. “Just one problem. As I am not clairvoyant, I’m afraid it’s up to you to determine which path is the least hostile.” He inclines his head and the lights on one side of his helmet blink off and then back on, almost like a wink.
  7. ((Yes.)) ”Trevor.” Seven days. “Our friend requires medical attention.” A young man, in the robes of a medic, approach Aes hesitantly. The sleeve if the robes seems to hang looser around his left arm, and as he opens the kit, he seems to favor his right.
  8. A drone floats through the doors. ”Welcome traveler.” A voice says. “I am Cephalon Idri, I will be your guide. May I ask the nature of your business here?” The Nullifiers do not react as if they have noticed the weaponry.
  9. The guards do not react. The reason for their stoic demeanor becomes apparent as you approach and see the Corrupted control mechanisms on their heads. ”Greetings.” A voice says. “Our scanners have detected a Class B infectious life form in your vicinity. Due to recent updates to our policy all such creatures must be muzzled. Those possessing alternative methods of uncertain, such as spines, claws, and stingers, must be left aboard your vessel. Thank you for your compliance.”
  10. Seven is there to greet you, he slips out through the opening and moves to help you shoulder the weight of the Maw corpse. “Let me lend you a hand.” He says. “Folks like us gotta stick together. Unlike that Tenno who left you behind.” He sets the Maw corpse down and looks it over. “My daughter, Sam, she’ll give you a fair price for this.” He said. “Folks upstairs aren’t too interested in proxies, but you might be able to haggle for a bit more if you save the trimmings. Your choice.”
  11. The drone grows larger in your vision. Voices fill your mind. The first is easily recognizable as Executor Ballas. “Archimedean, I am happy to announce the Seven have reviewed your request and agreed to grant it. While your choice of donor did raise some... concerns, we cannot fault your reasoning. A smattering of Dax blood and influence, assuming the donor assists in the rearing of the infants, will no doubt produce scholars specifically suited to the current... circumstances. A Lorist and Gene Archivist will be dispatched to collect the samples and begin incubation. May your children b
  12. The picture shows Miriam and what can safely be assumed to be her children, two boys and a girl. All three children wear the robes of an Achimedian, but there is a distinctly military tone to their stance and expressions. As you touch it the image grows in your vision and you can hear voices. “Why can’t Father be in the picture with us?” This voice is feminine, clearly the daughter. ”Abram is a Dax, Namira, his place is standing guard.” Miriam sounds conflicted, as if she does not want to utter the words. ”But that is not fair.” Namira’s voice is not whiny, but form, as if sta
  13. The voices fall away as you dream, and you soon find yourself back in Miriam Tanis’ workshop. It is as you left it. The sword still propped against the wall, the holographic family picture still flickering on the table, the downed drone still sparking.
  14. As the others depart Lucien stands patiently beside you. “Where to next boss?” He asks.
  15. Lucien and the corpus man are gone, already moved on. So is Kacilius. The Maw corpse is where it was dropped, with a note attached. “For your troubles, Lucien.”
  16. The bar is corpus in style, filled with neon signage advertising prices and automated kiosks dispensing drinks in exchange for credit chips. “I’m telling you.” A man in miners clothes is saying, his beard covered with beer foam. “It’s a conspiracy.” ”Give it a rest Mikael.” Another miner says. “The Master just likes his privacy”. ”Awfully convenient.” Mikael says. “This recluse just happens to be a completely unmentioned child of the Achimedian Miriam, who just happens to have complete trust in a Tenno and an Ex-corpus scam artist to run his affairs for him without every showin
  17. “My injury is insignificant compared to the pain I feel from listening to this imbecile feed you such unscientific drivel.” He snaps. “As if a chaotic force like the Void could serve as any sort of anchor, much less one capable of forcing the convergence of entire timelines. The device is clearly broken!”
  18. “It could very well have.” Ryoko says, his tone amused. “Matron, you wouldn’t happen to have the time, would you?” The Matron simply glares at him. “But on the top pic at hand, I did see a rather mischievous rascal perched in the branches over yonder.” Ryoko says, pointing towards where the Indifference was, clearly referencing it instead of the child peeking out from the bushes. “Thought they have probabaly delved deeper by now.” The Matron gives out an annoyed grunt and pushes, or tries to push, past you towards the tree. Ryoko waits for her to pass and then makes a hus
  19. I will reply this weekend. Work us been very busy.
  20. Who says it was Miriam’s originally. She did have three children after all. I’m sure you’ll find a few people at the cafe that might have some theories to share as well. Go ahead. Just give me a chance to respond after you do.
  21. The woman takes a step back with an indignant huff. Clearly personal space is a big deal for her. “I do not believe you are privy to that information.” She says. “You may be used to the rest of the system bowing and scraping to your every whim but that is not House Tanis functions. If it were up to me...” Ryoko steps in front of you. “But it’s not.” He says. “It’s up to the Master. And he has made his stance quite clear.” ”For now.” The Matron says. “But the moment one of you loses control and harms one of my charges I will have every last one of you removed, by force if
  22. Lucien makes no move to stop you. “Either Acolytes or Wraiths then.” Lucien says. “Wraiths are Tenno crime bosses, unpleasant but you can at least reason with them. Acolytes on the other hand, not much mind left to reason with.” “There’s a cafe on the fifth floor that just opened.” Lucien says. “Might be a good place to rest up.”
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