Red Sands (Closed, IC)

[Daakjenaar]

On 11/6/2017 at 10:53 PM, bowiespoon said:

The grineer had already rounded up and executed most of the civilians. If he wanted to escape, he'd have to do it now.

He needed to escape, but had no way to do so. He couldn't find anything that could outrun the Grineer. He knew he was probably screwed, but he wasn't going to die like this. Maybe they wouldn't find him if he tried hiding.

He crawled down from the roof of the building, and dashed through the nearest entrance. He held his Lecta in one hand, and his Lato in the other. He looked around for any objects to hide behind to avoid being seen by anyone that walked in.

[rabbitsandroses]

On 11/7/2017 at 8:39 AM, souldrive11 said:

Aria and Mia begins walking down the hallway, Galatine leaving a trail of sparks and molten metal as the tip of the void infused blade is dragged along the bottom. The trek is more labor intensive than normal, but nothing unmanageable for the moment.

"...focus..." The Nyx whispers, more gentle than lecturing, voices reverberating throughout the back of Svytoj and Leveret's heads as she steps in time with the Valkyr. "...keep those thoughts on hand, but don't let it distract from what's in front of you; at the very least I doubt it'll be the same as last time..."

"...I'm just gonna keep myself going with thoughts of how nice it will be to touch down on mars again after all this, if that's alright with you..." came Leveret's response.

3 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

 

 

((I'm just gonna drop you guys over to the boss, because I don't really wanna describe every identical golden hallway and janitor's closet.))

As they head through the ship, they find that the rest of the vessel was equally deserted. hallway after hallway, room after room, all lifeless. As they walked, their energy continued to be sapped, only growing stronger as they neared the other side of the ship.

Eventually, the tenno reached a massive doorway that seemed to be roughly in the center of the ship. It was unlocked, but needed to be opened manually. In their current drained state, however, this would be quite exhausting.

((I'm guessing that means there's no death orbs to slurp from))

"Right..." Leveret said, propping the muzzle of his Hek on the ground and leaning on it in an attempt to rest a moment, "this is going to really suck...anyone have any ideas that don't involve...wasting what little energy we have left?"

He wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, leaving an orange streak across his face from the slushy not-quite-ice dripping from his hands.

[EscortAlpha]

3 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

((I'm just gonna drop you guys over to the boss, because I don't really wanna describe every identical golden hallway and janitor's closet.))

As they head through the ship, they find that the rest of the vessel was equally deserted. hallway after hallway, room after room, all lifeless. As they walked, their energy continued to be sapped, only growing stronger as they neared the other side of the ship.

Eventually, the tenno reached a massive doorway that seemed to be roughly in the center of the ship. It was unlocked, but needed to be opened manually. In their current drained state, however, this would be quite exhausting.

2 minutes ago, rabbitsandroses said:

"...I'm just gonna keep myself going with thoughts of how nice it will be to touch down on mars again after all this, if that's alright with you..." came Leveret's response.

((I'm guessing that means there's no death orbs to slurp from))

"Right..." Leveret said, propping the muzzle of his Hek on the ground and leaning on it in an attempt to rest a moment, "this is going to really suck...anyone have any ideas that don't involve...wasting what little energy we have left?"

He wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, leaving an orange streak across his face from the slushy not-quite-ice dripping from his hands.

Svytoj stepped to the door, Placing his hand against its surface. The sparks still dripped from his frame, prodding the door for anything mechanical or automated by witch to help moved the door.
 

"͟We ̸May Nee͝d ͞A̵ ͟R̢ip-l͠in̕e ́Fo̸r̡ T́h͜is..͡.̷" ́He looked over at Aria.̨ ̶"͏Y̧o͡u F͟ee̴l͠ Up̀ ͠Tó Th̛e ҉T̨a̸sk͞.̛..?"

 

[souldrive11]

4 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

As they head through the ship, they find that the rest of the vessel was equally deserted. hallway after hallway, room after room, all lifeless. As they walked, their energy continued to be sapped, only growing stronger as they neared the other side of the ship.

Eventually, the tenno reached a massive doorway that seemed to be roughly in the center of the ship. It was unlocked, but needed to be opened manually. In their current drained state, however, this would be quite exhausting.

31 minutes ago, rabbitsandroses said:

"...I'm just gonna keep myself going with thoughts of how nice it will be to touch down on mars again after all this, if that's alright with you..." came Leveret's response.

"Right..." Leveret said, propping the muzzle of his Hek on the ground and leaning on it in an attempt to rest a moment, "this is going to really suck...anyone have any ideas that don't involve...wasting what little energy we have left?"

He wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, leaving an orange streak across his face from the slushy not-quite-ice dripping from his hands.

18 minutes ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj stepped to the door, Placing his hand against its surface. The sparks still dripped from his frame, prodding the door for anything mechanical or automated by witch to help moved the door.
 

"͟We ̸May Nee͝d ͞A̵ ͟R̢ip-l͠in̕e ́Fo̸r̡ T́h͜is..͡.̷" ́He looked over at Aria.̨ ̶"͏Y̧o͡u F͟ee̴l͠ Up̀ ͠Tó Th̛e ҉T̨a̸sk͞.̛..?"

Cricking her neck, Aria slowly walks away from the door. A few steps in, she goes into a series of limbering exercises; stretches, flexes, running in place. Afterwards, she crouches down and gets into a crouch position like someone about to run in a compettion. She raises her butt, gets ready to sprint...

then get back up, pulls out a rocket from her Elytron, and chucks it at the door; not as hard as before, but hard enough to still cause considerable damage.

[EscortAlpha]

4 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

A nearby door burst open, and a blood-splattered Mesa strode out, dragging what looked like a tenno cryopod behind her. She had no visible wounds on her, so the blood was someone else's.

The mesa paid the intruder little attention, heading towards the exit of the obelisk. The sound of another ship landing could be heard coming from that direction.

The intruder was standing between the Mesa and the sound of the landing ship. He placed a hand on the belt of his pants, letting the barrel of his vectis dip lightly into the sand.
"Looks like quite the haul, Kiddo. Your friends give you a bit of trouble over it?" The intruder asked, his coarse voice betraying the sing song-y tone he was trying to put on.
he cocked his head; behind the rounded helmet, his eyes were now flitting between the blood stains on her body, and the Mesa's helmet. The rusty & grime soaked gears in his head spinning.
He shouldered his Vectis, letting it rest on his back. The key in his armor rattled slightly.
"No... not 'kiddo'... NEW kid... " He let out, the tacked on sing-song tone now gone. "If you Ain't a Zarimon Brat... Who are you...?"

He grinned, hidden behind his helmet.

[bowiespoon]

43 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

Cricking her neck, Aria slowly walks away from the door. A few steps in, she goes into a series of limbering exercises; stretches, flexes, running in place. Afterwards, she crouches down and gets into a crouch position like someone about to run in a compettion. She raises her butt, gets ready to sprint...

then get back up, pulls out a rocket from her Elytron, and chucks it at the door; not as hard as before, but hard enough to still cause considerable damage.

 

1 hour ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj stepped to the door, Placing his hand against its surface. The sparks still dripped from his frame, prodding the door for anything mechanical or automated by witch to help moved the door.
 

"͟We ̸May Nee͝d ͞A̵ ͟R̢ip-l͠in̕e ́Fo̸r̡ T́h͜is..͡.̷" ́He looked over at Aria.̨ ̶"͏Y̧o͡u F͟ee̴l͠ Up̀ ͠Tó Th̛e ҉T̨a̸sk͞.̛..?"

 

 

1 hour ago, rabbitsandroses said:

"...I'm just gonna keep myself going with thoughts of how nice it will be to touch down on mars again after all this, if that's alright with you..." came Leveret's response.

((I'm guessing that means there's no death orbs to slurp from))

"Right..." Leveret said, propping the muzzle of his Hek on the ground and leaning on it in an attempt to rest a moment, "this is going to really suck...anyone have any ideas that don't involve...wasting what little energy we have left?"

He wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, leaving an orange streak across his face from the slushy not-quite-ice dripping from his hands.

The explosion of the missile is muted, and only makes a small dent in the blast door. A shaft of light shines through the small crack.

It was unlikely that they'd be able to get through the door with the explosives they had on hand.

[bowiespoon]

2 hours ago, Daakjenaar said:

He needed to escape, but had no way to do so. He couldn't find anything that could outrun the Grineer. He knew he was probably screwed, but he wasn't going to die like this. Maybe they wouldn't find him if he tried hiding.

He crawled down from the roof of the building, and dashed through the nearest entrance. He held his Lecta in one hand, and his Lato in the other. He looked around for any objects to hide behind to avoid being seen by anyone that walked in.

The building, fortunately, was well furnished. Whoever lived here had preferred to live in comfort. There were several pieces of furniture large enough for him to use as a hiding place. 

((It doesn't really matter what he uses to hide, its your choice.))

[bowiespoon]

43 minutes ago, EscortAlpha said:

The intruder was standing between the Mesa and the sound of the landing ship. He placed a hand on the belt of his pants, letting the barrel of his vectis dip lightly into the sand.
"Looks like quite the haul, Kiddo. Your friends give you a bit of trouble over it?" The intruder asked, his coarse voice betraying the sing song-y tone he was trying to put on.
he cocked his head; behind the rounded helmet, his eyes were now flitting between the blood stains on her body, and the Mesa's helmet. The rusty & grime soaked gears in his head spinning.
He shouldered his Vectis, letting it rest on his back. The key in his armor rattled slightly.
"No... not 'kiddo'... NEW kid... " He let out, the tacked on sing-song tone now gone. "If you Ain't a Zarimon Brat... Who are you...?"

He grinned, hidden behind his helmet.

The mesa shuddered, then spoke in a voice that wasn't entirely its own.

"Irrelevant. Move or be moved."

Then it resumed walking, dragging its cryopod with it. its shatter shield was still active form its previous fight, and the energy swirling around the mesa's pistols indicated that its next shot would hurt.

[EscortAlpha]

1 hour ago, bowiespoon said:

The explosion of the missile is muted, and only makes a small dent in the blast door. A shaft of light shines through the small crack.

It was unlikely that they'd be able to get through the door with the explosives they had on hand.

"H̴̢́͜͜m̧͘m̡͢͟͏.̵̕͟͏͜.҉̶̶͞͞.̶̀ ̛̕͠Ǹ̷͢o̧̧̡͡ ̀҉̨G̶̡͜͠͝o͡͏̶͘͠o̧͡d̨̢.̸̛́҉ ̵̵̨Í̡͜҉f̕͠͠ ̸̧Y̶̧̕͘͞ò̵̸̢u̶͢͝͏'̶̛r͞͡e̛͝ ̸͠S̶̛͢t͢͏̨į̕͡l͏̵l͞҉̶̷ ̴͞͡҉U̷̸p͜ ̶F̸̷̡̛͟o̧̡̕͜r̷̛͘͟͞ ͟͜Ţ̨̕͟͠h̢̕͟͡e̢̕ ̷̛̕R͝͏҉̸į̨͘͡ṕ̶̛͠-͟͜͡L҉̸̧̕͜ì͏̨̀͘ǹ̸͜e̷̶͜ ̀͜͝M̵͠ȩ͜t̸͟h̛͡o̸̧̡d̸̨͡,̴̡͘͟ ̶̷̨͝Ẃ̴e̷̢͘͟͡ ͝͝M҉̶̢a̛͝y̴͞ ̷̀͜S̶͠͡͠t̢͝i̸͜l҉̡̀͡l̛͝ ͞҉̷̧̡M̀͟͟a̵̴͏̵̡k̛͢͢͢ȩ̛̛͞ ̨҉̷̧͟A̡̕͠ ͟͞҉G̷̵͝ơ̷̢̕ ͠҉̡́O̢͠f̵͘͘ ̢̨T̸̀҉̷h̶̵̴i̵͟͟s҉̢҉͟͜.̛́" Svytoj mused, The green and orange sparks still searching for motors or gears to help move the door.
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49 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:

The mesa shuddered, then spoke in a voice that wasn't entirely its own.

"Irrelevant. Move or be moved."

Then it resumed walking, dragging its cryopod with it. its shatter shield was still active form its previous fight, and the energy swirling around the mesa's pistols indicated that its next shot would hurt.

The Intruder Chuckled, slowly following behind with his Rifle still resting on his shoulder. He craned his neck over, trying to get a look at the cargo inside the cryopod. "So... who'd you have to kill to get a hold of this ice-box?"

[bowiespoon]

1 minute ago, EscortAlpha said:

"H̴̢́͜͜m̧͘m̡͢͟͏.̵̕͟͏͜.҉̶̶͞͞.̶̀ ̛̕͠Ǹ̷͢o̧̧̡͡ ̀҉̨G̶̡͜͠͝o͡͏̶͘͠o̧͡d̨̢.̸̛́҉ ̵̵̨Í̡͜҉f̕͠͠ ̸̧Y̶̧̕͘͞ò̵̸̢u̶͢͝͏'̶̛r͞͡e̛͝ ̸͠S̶̛͢t͢͏̨į̕͡l͏̵l͞҉̶̷ ̴͞͡҉U̷̸p͜ ̶F̸̷̡̛͟o̧̡̕͜r̷̛͘͟͞ ͟͜Ţ̨̕͟͠h̢̕͟͡e̢̕ ̷̛̕R͝͏҉̸į̨͘͡ṕ̶̛͠-͟͜͡L҉̸̧̕͜ì͏̨̀͘ǹ̸͜e̷̶͜ ̀͜͝M̵͠ȩ͜t̸͟h̛͡o̸̧̡d̸̨͡,̴̡͘͟ ̶̷̨͝Ẃ̴e̷̢͘͟͡ ͝͝M҉̶̢a̛͝y̴͞ ̷̀͜S̶͠͡͠t̢͝i̸͜l҉̡̀͡l̛͝ ͞҉̷̧̡M̀͟͟a̵̴͏̵̡k̛͢͢͢ȩ̛̛͞ ̨҉̷̧͟A̡̕͠ ͟͞҉G̷̵͝ơ̷̢̕ ͠҉̡́O̢͠f̵͘͘ ̢̨T̸̀҉̷h̶̵̴i̵͟͟s҉̢҉͟͜.̛́" Svytoj mused, The green and orange sparks still searching for motors or gears to help move the door.
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The Intruder Chuckled, slowly following behind with his Rifle still resting on his shoulder. He craned his neck over, trying to get a look at the cargo inside the cryopod. "So... who'd you have to kill to get a hold of this ice-box?"

The glass of the cryopod had been frosted over, obscuring who or whatever was within. Without opening the cryopod up, it was impossible to say what it held.

The mesa trudged onwards, ignoring him.

[Daakjenaar]

2 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

The building, fortunately, was well furnished. Whoever lived here had preferred to live in comfort. There were several pieces of furniture large enough for him to use as a hiding place. 

((It doesn't really matter what he uses to hide, its your choice.))

He decided on a couch. It would provide the most cover, and you never know what you might find behind a couch. He put his Lecta away, allowing him to keep one hand free. He stayed in cover, and hoped to Gaben that no one would find him. If he couldn't escape, he'd just wait it out.

[souldrive11]

2 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

The explosion of the missile is muted, and only makes a small dent in the blast door. A shaft of light shines through the small crack.

It was unlikely that they'd be able to get through the door with the explosives they had on hand.

1 hour ago, EscortAlpha said:

"H̴̢́͜͜m̧͘m̡͢͟͏.̵̕͟͏͜.҉̶̶͞͞.̶̀ ̛̕͠Ǹ̷͢o̧̧̡͡ ̀҉̨G̶̡͜͠͝o͡͏̶͘͠o̧͡d̨̢.̸̛́҉ ̵̵̨Í̡͜҉f̕͠͠ ̸̧Y̶̧̕͘͞ò̵̸̢u̶͢͝͏'̶̛r͞͡e̛͝ ̸͠S̶̛͢t͢͏̨į̕͡l͏̵l͞҉̶̷ ̴͞͡҉U̷̸p͜ ̶F̸̷̡̛͟o̧̡̕͜r̷̛͘͟͞ ͟͜Ţ̨̕͟͠h̢̕͟͡e̢̕ ̷̛̕R͝͏҉̸į̨͘͡ṕ̶̛͠-͟͜͡L҉̸̧̕͜ì͏̨̀͘ǹ̸͜e̷̶͜ ̀͜͝M̵͠ȩ͜t̸͟h̛͡o̸̧̡d̸̨͡,̴̡͘͟ ̶̷̨͝Ẃ̴e̷̢͘͟͡ ͝͝M҉̶̢a̛͝y̴͞ ̷̀͜S̶͠͡͠t̢͝i̸͜l҉̡̀͡l̛͝ ͞҉̷̧̡M̀͟͟a̵̴͏̵̡k̛͢͢͢ȩ̛̛͞ ̨҉̷̧͟A̡̕͠ ͟͞҉G̷̵͝ơ̷̢̕ ͠҉̡́O̢͠f̵͘͘ ̢̨T̸̀҉̷h̶̵̴i̵͟͟s҉̢҉͟͜.̛́" Svytoj mused, The green and orange sparks still searching for motors or gears to help move the door.

"Ugh...first they make me run around, then they take away my explosions..." Aria groans, irritated disappointment clearly dripping her voice.

Twin void snakes unfurl from out of the Valkyr's arms, coil around her held weapons and twist upwards to the top of the doors. Latched on tight, she takes a proverbial deep breath and gives both lines a mighty tug outwards.

[bowiespoon]

Just now, souldrive11 said:

"Ugh...first they make me run around, then they take away my explosions..." Aria groans, irritated disappointment clearly dripping her voice.

Twin void snakes unfurl from out of the Valkyr's arms, coil around her held weapons and twist upwards to the top of the doors. Latched on tight, she takes a proverbial deep breath and gives both lines a mighty tug outwards.

The doors groan open slightly, just wide enough for a warframe to fit through. The act of opening the doors, however, places an enormous strain on Aria's dwindling reserves of energy.

[souldrive11]

3 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:

The doors groan open slightly, just wide enough for a warframe to fit through. The act of opening the doors, however, places an enormous strain on Aria's dwindling reserves of energy.

"ugh...I need a freakin drink..." Aria groans as she yanks the riplines off the top of the door and winds them back in. Momentum knocked out of her for moment, she plops herself down in the middle of the mostly empty hallway.

"I'll head in in just a bit, gonna take five..." she grumbles as she splays herself down like someone making a snow angel.

[EscortAlpha]

51 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

"ugh...I need a freakin drink..." Aria groans as she yanks the riplines off the top of the door and winds them back in. Momentum knocked out of her for moment, she plops herself down in the middle of the mostly empty hallway.

"I'll head in in just a bit, gonna take five..." she grumbles as she splays herself down like someone making a snow angel.

Svytoj closed in, Med kit and canteen in hand.
"Alright, Kiddo. Unless you're feeling sick, I'd suggest you drink up." He said, somehow sounding more alert as he handed the container of water to the exhausted Valkyr. "Honestly, I don't feel comfortable leaving one of our own outside." He still sounded tired, but less complacent about it. He began monitoring Aria's vitals, along with those of Mia and Leveret.

[souldrive11]

15 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj closed in, Med kit and canteen in hand.
"Alright, Kiddo. Unless you're feeling sick, I'd suggest you drink up." He said, somehow sounding more alert as he handed the container of water to the exhausted Valkyr. "Honestly, I don't feel comfortable leaving one of our own outside." He still sounded tired, but less complacent about it. He began monitoring Aria's vitals, along with those of Mia and Leveret.

Wordlessly while still lying down on the floor, Aria lays her weapons down and grabs the supplies from the Frost. Her hands glow faintly as claws sprout to life over her fingers as she clenches the items in her palms. A short second later as she opens them back up the last of the water and plastic is subsumed into her frame, container and all. Arms reaching back down, she picks up her weapons and gets back on her feet using only her leg muscles.

[bowiespoon]

19 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj closed in, Med kit and canteen in hand.
"Alright, Kiddo. Unless you're feeling sick, I'd suggest you drink up." He said, somehow sounding more alert as he handed the container of water to the exhausted Valkyr. "Honestly, I don't feel comfortable leaving one of our own outside." He still sounded tired, but less complacent about it. He began monitoring Aria's vitals, along with those of Mia and Leveret.

 

3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

Wordlessly while still lying down on the floor, Aria lays her weapons down and grabs the supplies from the Frost. Her hands glow faintly as claws sprout to life over her fingers as she clenches the items in her palms. A short second later as she opens them back up the last of the water and plastic is subsumed into her frame, container and all. Arms reaching back down, she picks up her weapons and gets back on her feet using only her leg muscles.

The light pouring through the door obscured whatever lay within. They'd have to enter to discern how many - if any - combatants were on the other side

Edited November 11, 2017 by bowiespoon

[rabbitsandroses]

4 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:

 

The light pouring through the door obscured whatever lay within. They'd have to enter to discern how many - if any - combatants were on the other side

 

3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

snip

 

19 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

snorp

Leveret watched the interaction, glancing between them and the brightly-lit door. "...yeah, we definitely can't risk stopping now...I get the feeling rest won't help...and we're running on fumes at this point." He said, wanting to keep moving before he gave in to exhaustion himself.

[EscortAlpha]

4 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

Wordlessly while still lying down on the floor, Aria lays her weapons down and grabs the supplies from the Frost. Her hands glow faintly as claws sprout to life over her fingers as she clenches the items in her palms. A short second later as she opens them back up the last of the water and plastic is subsumed into her frame, container and all. Arms reaching back down, she picks up her weapons and gets back on her feet using only her leg muscles.

35 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:

The light pouring through the door obscured whatever lay within. They'd have to enter to discern how many - if any - combatants were on the other side

27 minutes ago, rabbitsandroses said:

Leveret watched the interaction, glancing between them and the brightly-lit door. "...yeah, we definitely can't risk stopping now...I get the feeling rest won't help...and we're running on fumes at this point." He said, wanting to keep moving before he gave in to exhaustion himself.

Svytoj Took a deep breath. He slowly approached the opening in the door, letting the light flood over him.
He stepped through.
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22 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

The glass of the cryopod had been frosted over, obscuring who or whatever was within. Without opening the cryopod up, it was impossible to say what it held.

The mesa trudged onwards, ignoring him.

"Well aren't you just a cold Cow-girl." The intruder said, miffed at the lack of response. "You're almost as bad as though guys in that tower." He continued following the Mesa. "An' now that Damn Frost and three of his friend are up there. You know I should be up there? Takin' my shot at that Tin Man up there? But NO! Hell, I'm offerin' to pay them for the chance to kill that damn proxy."

[bowiespoon]

6 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

"Well aren't you just a cold Cow-girl." The intruder said, miffed at the lack of response. "You're almost as bad as though guys in that tower." He continued following the Mesa. "An' now that Damn Frost and three of his friend are up there. You know I should be up there? Takin' my shot at that Tin Man up there? But NO! Hell, I'm offerin' to pay them for the chance to kill that damn proxy."

The mesa stepped out into the desert, walking towards the Hierarchy dropship that had landed nearby. Before it stepped foot aboard the ship, however, it glanced back at the Intruder.

"And what," the mesa said, its voice sounding more like several people talking at once, "Was your offer?"

[EscortAlpha]

2 hours ago, bowiespoon said:

The mesa stepped out into the desert, walking towards the Hierarchy dropship that had landed nearby. Before it stepped foot aboard the ship, however, it glanced back at the Intruder.

"And what," the mesa said, its voice sounding more like several people talking at once, "Was your offer?"

"What I'm offering is something between a work of art and a weapon. A conduit for continuity; stronger and hardier than the human body without being susceptible to the sentients. Warfame compatible, cephalon compatible, and Compliant to vast array of inbuilt weapons and utilities." The Intruder said seriously. "The one I'm hunting is A) the one that killed your High inquisitor. B) the one that was stolen from me; the Vessel of my continuity. And C) the last and Final lead to the tower responsible for making them. If you and your friends help me reign him in, I'll fill in the rest of the map." He was looking the Mesa square in the face, eyes locked. "Think about it; tailor made, resilient, and can go toe to toe with a Tenno. Plus, I bet it won't bat an eye if one of it's keys gets shattered. assuming you wanna go that way."

Edited November 11, 2017 by EscortAlpha

[bowiespoon]

14 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

"What I'm offering is something between a work of art and a weapon. A conduit for continuity; stronger and hardier than the human body without being susceptible to the sentients. Warfame compatible, cephalon compatible, and Compliant to vast array of inbuilt weapons and utilities." The Intruder said seriously. "The one I'm hunting is A) the one that killed your High inquisitor. B) the one that was stolen from me; the Vessel of my continuity. And C) the last and Final lead to the tower responsible for making them. If you and your friends help me reign him in, I'll fill in the rest of the map." He was looking the Mesa square in the face, eyes locked. "Think about it; tailor made, resilient, and can go toe to toe with a Tenno. Plus, I bet it won't bat an eye if one of it's keys gets shattered. assuming you wanna go that way."

"We will be in touch." the mesa said, stepping onto the ship. With a single heave, they pulled the cryopod aboard as well. Without a second of delay, the drop ship began to take off.

Edited November 12, 2017 by bowiespoon

[EscortAlpha]

On 11/11/2017 at 11:56 AM, bowiespoon said:

"We will be in touch." the mesa said, stepping onto the ship. With a single heave, they pulled the cryopod aboard as well. Without a second of delay, the drop ship began to take off.

The intruder watched as the ship departed, giving it a mock salute with the dust and sand swirling around him. When the Hierarchy ship was a good distance away, he blinked; a red streak cutting across the area between the landing site and the corpus wreck.
"Well now..." He said, back at the spot he first encounter the Mesa. "Guess I should see what mess they've made." his voice, up beat. He walked inside the wreck, his Vectis still resting on his shoulder.

[bowiespoon]

On 11/10/2017 at 7:54 PM, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj Took a deep breath. He slowly approached the opening in the door, letting the light flood over him.
He stepped through.

A large, open room lay before him. The walls, floor, and ceiling were pristine-white, with gold inlaid into it in classic orokin style. The room was massive, almost cathedral like with a roof that towered above them. The light of the room was nearly blinding, yet no obvious source was visible. By all means, the room should be as dark as a cave.

A single figure, clad in resplendent white and gold armor knelt in the center of the room, turned away from the tenno, head bowed in prayer.

[EscortAlpha]

On 11/20/2017 at 3:02 AM, bowiespoon said:

A large, open room lay before him. The walls, floor, and ceiling were pristine-white, with gold inlaid into it in classic orokin style. The room was massive, almost cathedral like with a roof that towered above them. The light of the room was nearly blinding, yet no obvious source was visible. By all means, the room should be as dark as a cave.

A single figure, clad in resplendent white and gold armor knelt in the center of the room, turned away from the tenno, head bowed in prayer.

Svytoj watched the man, head cocked slightly to one side. He continued his stride, walking the perimeter of the room towards the edge the man was facing. He stopped when he was face to face with him, staying at the far edge of the room.
He let the fingers of his left hand flex idly, just watching this person sit in prayer.
He did not draw his weapon. He did not raise his voice.
The Old Frost simply...waited.