While Olympus is quite the city in the shelter of the volcano's large crater with
high walls way above the sand storms bellow, a lovely green paradise that reminds
people of earth.

Hades is deep underground, sweltering hot, full of large open caverns and cramped
dark passages full of steam. It really earns it's name, the deeper tunnels and
cramped of halls are full of the lowest of the planets low life. But the city is
huge, one of the largest cities in the system, and the low lives tend to stick to
the more labyrinthine of the tunnels. The major tunnels are about as safe as
another city, well... at least from scum, the steam pipes everywhere and the many
industrial zones create lots of hazard earea.

The main sorce of power to the city above and many of the cities around the
mountain, as well as taking care of most of the industrial needs of the planet, the
city is full of power plants, mills, factories, and the like with steam pipes,
power lines, and rails shipping boxes all over the city.  OH, and people.... lots
and lots of people, mostly workers and traders... less than a 1/4th of the people
in Hades live there full time. There are underground transports going all over the
city, underground to other cities in the area, and up to Olympus above.

However it dose cost quite a bit to ride anything up but rather slow lifts. (they
want to keep the dirty workers out of there nice pleasant city of course)

The city is sectioned off into four zones marked with colors.

Green - Safe areas that short of a serious industrial accident nothing should harm
you. Suggested for people not use to the city. (note there aren't many and green
paths tend to be convoluted and out of the way when others would be faster)

Yellow - These are areas where there is the preasence of danger. Near steam pippes,
near high voltage wires, near moving crates or where crates are moved over head....
stuff like that.... a good 1/2~1/3 of the city in yellow zones.

Yellow and Red - These are work zones, they should not be entered unless you work
in that area and are properly prepared.

solid red - extremely hazardous even to the people working there. Special
protective equipment is required to enter.

People usually call the last two as just red and deep red.
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It's not a terable city.... it's mostly just hot, stuffy, dark in places, over crowded, and there are a lot of hazards out in the open like pipes shooting steam out and electrical wires that need fixed.

here are some pictures to get a good idea...



http://www.rockpapershotgun.co...Europolis_street.jpg
just a link because it's to big


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Huoshui rose up from his meditation. Calmer of mind and soul but still having no idea what to do about his situation. All he could think of was to try to hide in the crowd.

"Luci, have we been spotted? Are there much security or local enforcement personnel around? How are you feeling now, any more hallucinations? Have you heard from Aeon?" Blasting questions at the poor mind felt wrong but if someone told the local forces he was on board he didn't know how long he could have. Better to be prepared than caught off guard.

Solan loads his gear, checks his wepaons and goes stands behind his new employeer for the time being.

He comms to Huoshui: "I have taken a contract to be a body guard to Azraile for the time".  "We are droping off and picking something up".

"I will inform you once the job is completed so that we can meet up and you can task me again for our next objective".

Huoshui takes a deep breath before replying over comms, "Yes, I hope that goes well. Do remind him that he promised we would speak in the future."

"I will be trying to meet up with Kairos and catching the pilot, I need to have words with him." His seeking had revealed much about himself but also confusing revelations of the people around him. "Fortunes be with you my friend, both monetary and of spirit."

Maybe he had not seen the news, or maybe he had not cared. Huoshui could not think of this as a blessing or otherwise, it just was and would have to be dealt with when the time came.

"Over and out". Said Solan.

He thought to himself, for the first time he found that he liked someone, Huoshui..The man had honor and was willing to fight and die for a cause.  Solan had a cause to so he could understand that.

In a very rare form, something that Solan had probably never said before in his life both as a human and now as this mix of machine, magic and flesh.

"If you need help with something call on me"..Said to Huoshui.

As he debarked the ship he wondered why he had offered to help..

(ok... I'm not sure exsactly what to say here... I know your new to the story based gaming stuff Solan and I'm glad your tring to get into it, it's a lot more fun IMHO than the hack and slash 'rp' stuff. And I'm glad your working some char development with Solan and Huoshui.... but...

Well for one, I am the story teller not a char.... Avarice is who the contract was made with.

Secondly he wanted to keep quite about it anyway, and I would think Solan would understand no informing one contractor they got a job with another lol.

Finaly... Avarice was in bed resting, he's a non-player character, meaning the players don't control him... only I do... most of the chars in the game are NPCs and for the most part unless some magics involved players can only control there char, and to a degree maybe there familiar/gremlin in there posts.

If your walking off the ship alone for a bit that's fine, but you have to interact with an NPC if you want them coming along with you some where)

OOC-Sorry :)

OOC-Solan would NOT have told anyone about his job, if that is Avarice told him not to which he did.

So let me just back peddle that part sorry.

Instead of leaving the ship he will wait for Avarice or go get him and tell him they have landed and it is time to go.

He will tell Huoshui he is headed out to the city with Avarice, which would be on camera anyways.

Once Huoshui reply's solan will offer his help in the future wondering if perhaps their is a bit of human left in him after all..

Huoshui getting back from his trip to meet Raven, heads over to where he left his stuff. "Uh I think you could use the large room that all the evacuees were into show off your stuff, I am just gonna grab my gear. I will meet you there, I might also check on Kairos. So do show Raven your abilities or something while I am gone."

He went to pick up his gear, his sack and his tied weapons. He could help but wonder if he should see how Peter handled a blade. He had collected enough so that they could at least go through some stances with them.

Peter shrugs. He eyes the Huoshui's blade wearily.

"If I must," he says.  "Come along, then, Raven. If you don't mind I'll be making a stop by my storage unit. I might have a thing or two to show you there."

He about-faces rather smoothly and heads down the corridor.

"Speaking of gear, is there a place I can store mine? I don't wanna keep hauling it around if I don't have to."

Raven followed the doc.

"I'm afraid I don't have much room left in my storage unit. Perhaps Huoshui will be willing to keep your belongings in the interim?" he suggests.

Peter bobs along with Raven in tow until he comes upon his own storage unit. He takes a few steps back, sets his bags down and lets out a large sigh before reaching out to enter his code. The door opens -- the small room bulges with medical equipment. Peter throws his arms out to keep everything from spilling out onto the hallway floor. He bends his knees and forms a kind of horse stance. Once a few loose items are pushed in enough not to fall on his head, he extends both palms outward and relaxes his shoulders.

"Erg, okay now, here we go..."

Dozens of translucent white tendrils pour from his collar, his sleeves and beneath his shirt. They unfurl from small channels along his arms and chest, joining and branching as they climb over one another like thin, fast-moving roots, grasping various objects and resorting them. With larger, heavier objects he uses his hands to manually move things into place, grunting from the effort. After he's gotten a few of the larger objects where he wants them he steps back about ten feet to give the tentacles room to work.

He has to raise his voice over the din of clanking tools, vials and bottles. "I've been meaning to sort this out. We were in a a real hurry when I first arrived on the ship, and most of my spare supplies and equipment was stacked haphazardly in this room so I could get back to all the injured. Medications and the larger, more awkward pieces of medical equipment have been sorted so all the really important stuff is at hand. Lots of burns and shrapnel wounds, you know? Everything was a real mess when I first got on the ship and I could only get back here for a few minutes at a time if I needed something. In my own lab I prefer to sort my medications by pathology and toxicity, with the weaker, more general-use medications stored on the opposite side, so that's what I'm doing here."

Occasionally the tendrils will form a kind of knot around a small ampule or tool, disintegrating it at the atomic level, only to have another cluster of tendrils reform it on a different shelf. After a few instances of this the smell of ozone begins to fill the air.

"Sorry, almost done here. I figured this would be a safe demonstration. The medical staff and many of the refugees have already seen me at work, often tentacle-deep in someone's innards, so I'm sure at least this ship is a safe place to show off."

Another minute passes and the task is finally complete. The strands retreat as quickly as they had appeared. Peter shakes his arms out, then extends his right index finger and makes a casting motion. A thicker blue strand snaps out from the top of his wrist. He makes a whipping motion to wrap it around the storage door's handle, then drops his weight to pull it shut.

"There. If you hadn't been so busy earlier with your flying, you might have seen me doing surgery -- similar to how I did the sorting, but a tad gorier. I'm sure Huoshui will help me demonstrate combat capabilities, perhaps the iron shirt technique I've been working on, though such things will be more intimidating in appearance than in application."

With that he picks his bags back up and does a quick quarter turn, heading off to the large antechamber where Huoshui would meet them later.

Raven clapped.

"OK, I'm convinced. Nice show, doc."

He followed after Peter since he had nothing better to do.

Huoshui arrived in the large room, placing his bags down and untying his swords, placing them on a table next to his staff. Paying them the proper respect that he had neglected in the rush. He took off his comm device and everything else except his robes.

He hadn't seen much of anything that the doctor was capable in the way of combat, so this was going to be an education. He placed his drink skin next to a collection of bottles that he had picked up from the market, their labels worn and illegible, their contents unrecognisable.

He turned to the other two, "Ok what have you managed to show him? Is there anything I can help you two with?"

"If ya need to borrow any of these feel free, just gonna check on Kairos." he started to walk off but paused, "Well that katana, maybe don't use that."

He made his way to where he believed Kairos was and knocked on the door.
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The reply takes time to come, and Kairos' voice seems distant.

"ENTER"

When Huoshui enters the room he finds complex interwoven lines of runic designs cover every wall, floor and ceiling.
Some of the smaller runes look scratched into the very surfaces of the walls. Other large runes look to be drawn of soot and blood.

In one corner is neatly piled Kairos suit of armour.

In the centre of the room is an untidy pile of his discarded clothes and next to that his sword.

Kairos is nowhere to be seen.

Huoshui tries to look around, clearly Kairos had been up to some rituals. "Its just me, I just thought we should talk."

He steps into the room. "Luci is not going to be happy about those scratches." he says to himself.

"Kairos where are you?" he says looking at the discarded clothing with concern.

"Nothing too fancy. Just a little spring cleaning. There's no point in doing anything too blatant in regards to the, eh, higher sciences. Maybe when we practice."

Peter seems apprehensive about the weapons, despite any cool factor they may hold for him.

"Wait I... don't know what to do with..."

He looks at Raven over his shoulder.

"Now seems as good as a time as any to meet Kairos- er, Tin Pants, was it?"

He shuffles after Huoshui and pokes his head into the Kairos's room.

"Er, hey. Nice weapons, but I'm rather clueless. And where's Kairos? Interesting choice of decor."

Raven followed the other two, saying only, "Sir Tin Pants, have to be respectful you know."

When they got to the room, Raven looked inside as well. To Peter's question he said,

"Well, from the looks of things, at a guess I'd say he was in the Spirit Realm. Not a place until late I wanted to visit myself, but I got really high one time and ended up there. Tried to read up on it so I didn't do it again, and if I recall right those that can do it have an easier time the less they carry. From the looks of things your friend is running around there butt ass naked right now."

"It is fine, I repair quickly.... his gear was rather haphazardly teleported with him, self repair procedures can get a little out of hand when such damage is done to them. It's not his fault the program is not more mindful of it's surroundings."

Edited in:

"and 'interdementinal space' is a part of what they call the 'spirit world'. The other dementional frequencies and realms are the same thing as the spirit realms.   Dementional sciences and spirit magics are quite much the same thing."
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Solan comes back to the ship. He is alone and nods to the group.

"I am done with this place..What is are next objective" He asks the group.

Raven was still in the hallway looking into the knight's room, when he became aware of a clanking to the side of him that was growing louder. He turned to see Solan approaching, and walked to meet the man with both a grin and one non-taloned hand out.

"Well now, I've already met Doctor Tentical, Brother FW, I've seen Sir Tin Britches metal undies though he wasn't in them at the time. So, I'm going to guess you'd be Mister Roboto. Nice upgrades and gear, you must be hell in any fight when it's not raining. I'm Raven, the guy who flew this bird to safety with nothing but grit, determination, and white knuckles. Put 'er there, bionic buddy."

Raven's little mechanical fowl seams to chuckle, enjoying the mocking of the cyborg? It squawks and lets lose a small clout of rust from its wings as it flaps them some.

Huoshui stares at the bird. He didn't like the little thing, it had been pecking at him and had nearly caused a large fight back on the station.

Solan nods to the man (doesn't extend a hand).

"Fomailty ditates that I say nice to meet you" He says in his cold voice.

"I do thank you for you help in that last part of this trip..your piolit skills are are def woth notice and I thank you for flying me to saftey".

He turns and nods to Huoshi:

"What is are next mission, I am anxious to find something to do" He says.

Peter was investigating the avian automaton with a certain awe.

Peter's jaw drops at Solan's and Raven's exchange.

"Did he just say thank you? Solan, I am concerned for your health. You're slipping," he says.

He gives Huoshui a wink.

Raven dropped his hand, but he didn't look offended.

"I only get thanks for getting you here? What about when I risked my tail feathers by stopping to dig a certain metal head out of what used to be a building?"

He winked at Solan.

"I'll say this much for you, you take a licking and keep on ticking. So why'd you get all wired up anyway? I heard tell you were a Merc., so were you a freelancer who just thought upgrades would help him do the job better? Or were you a soldier who found a land mine the hard way, got saved by having missing parts replaced with tech, then decided with your skill set and new hardware made independent contracting an appealing career choice?"

Huoshui laughed quietly at the exchange, looking to Peter as he did.

"Well as for what's next, I have a promise to keep at the pole. And I believe Luci wishes to return back to the remains of the station, Also Raven has somewhere he wishes to go also." he breathed in lightly, "I had come here seeking Kairos, I planned to offer that he joined me to the pole. There is someone there that I have been told he might want to meet."

Turned to Solan and looked to the technology that now made up a fair portion of his body, remembering being told that the trials were supposed to be met only by ones own strength. "We should all discuss what needs to be done next. Forces are moving, What happened back at the station is only a start."

Solan looks at the Dr. "I repay my debts Doctor. Raven saved my life, I was stuck under a building that had fallen on me".

He turns to Raven: "That debt will be repaid" he says matter of factly.

"My reasons for become this. Their are 2 types of people in this world..Victims and not. I prefer to be a not" Says Solan without any trace of humanity.

"I think we should stick together..This station is not a place I think that would treat us well"..

"Their fore I purpose and alliance:, "At least on this station, I think if we work as a group/team we will have a better chance of survival"..Having done the math we are 80 percent higher to survive any encounter if we stick together".

Raven grinned, as much as he could with a beak instead of lips.

"A metal head warrior owing me a favor. Yeah, I can live with that. You don't have to worry about the city of Hades though my wind up friend. I just spent two happy days there and all I got from it was a great meal, killer sex, and some needed supplies. I needed to restock since my ship went blewy at the station. Hell I was even looking for trouble, and couldn't stir any up. Lot of metal heads and Splicers here too, so you and I fit right in.

"You're right though, strength in numbers and all that. I do have a place I'd like for us to go, a little spit of rock named Mus. It used to be a moon, I think. Anyway, there's an old military base there that's been remade into a college, and I believe I might be able to pick up a clue or two there. It's five million in credits to sign up though, and even with the money I heard it's hard to get in legally, so I might have to use alternate means, and the monk said you guys might be able to help me out. Also I'm a little short on cash, so if one of you wants to float me a loan that'd be great.

"Too bad tin britches isn't around, but I've agreed to go with the Brother here to the pole, just as soon as I find a place to stash my gear. But I'll tell you, if his 'quest' turns out to be a hotel room with chocolate covered cherries and chilled wine with silk sheets turned down on the bed, he and I will have words..."

He winked his real eye at Flowing Water.

"I have no money, I have had to repay a debt which has left be unable to provide anything for myself for the time being"..

"I also need to go somewhere. I need a ship and I have coordinates to an asteroid I have a base on with supplies. I would like to get some money and go their so that I can resupply myself with items".

"Once we do that, Raven, I will do what I can to help raise us the money to go on your trip to this moon".

He looks at the group: "The ship to my asteroid won't cost much as it is just a ride, but after that I suggest we return here and find some work so that we can help Raven get to this college so he can find a clue to whatever it is he is looking for".

"I have found a service for transport to the edge of the shallow area you are talking about.  It seams there is transport services familiar with the area and experienced with guiding people who wish to see this reams incarnation. Flat fee of 250,000 credits for transport guidance."

"So what you're saying Luci, Is that I need credits. Know of any jobs I could do to get the funds?" he said with a smile.

Peter meekly raises a hand.

"I don't suppose you know anyone both wealthy and in need of specialized medical assistance? If not, I'm sure these people will need medical assistance after they do whatever job you have in mind for them."

Metal on metal could be heard again, though this time the steps were much lighter than those of Solan. A woman appeared around a bend in time to hear the latter half of the conversation, and she approached the gathering. The stranger looked for all the world as though she had stepped from the pages of some Middle Ages novel, from her dress to her sword and even the mannerisms she knew from the look of the stiff armed salute she gave the others. A tiny red dragon was perched on her left shoulder, and puffed minute threads of smoke as it cautiously studied the company before it. The human spoke only to the Brother and Doctor.

"Hail and well met, gentle Sirs! I heard you speak of work, and as I myself find need of coin of this realm, I ask that you allow me along on a noble quest to gain it with you. I see from your living statue and bird creature that you must be powerful wizards indeed, and I bow to your great wisdom."

This being said, she did just that; the stranger dropped to one knee, and bowed her head to the monk and doctor.

"Welcome, but I am no wizard. I am just a monk of the akashic order. This is my friend Peter." he said with a bit of confusion. "Please don't bow."

"And these are not our bird creature or living statue, they are Solan and Raven." he said looking at his wine bottle with concern, "Only allies and friends here."

He looked to the doctor to confirm this was not a hallucination caused by bad brew.
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Peter's eyes widen but his expression doesn't change.

"Yes, well. Welcome. Hail, rather. What is it exactly that you do? Perhaps medieval reenactment. Heh. Bad joke. I'm guessing you don't have any medical qualifications, so I'll leave it to the boys here to determine martial capability. Assuming we need someone with martial capability. You see, we're still trying to figure out the, er, quest."

Raven blinked at the reference of himself as a bird creature and the two more normal looking folks as wizards. Then he grinned.

"Sorry girly, no magick made me this way, I just pulled my pud one time too many. My momma told me I'd go blind, but left this part out. If she'd warned me, I might have just gotten a girlfriend."

The dragon and the mechanical bird made some rather odd sounds at each other and then the landed on raven's shoulder leaning agenst his head.

Solan stands still, his eyes watching the girl and his hand on his blaster ready for any sign of attack.

Devalanna gave a nod to the two men, then rose and turned first to face Raven. She extended her right arm toward him, and if he accepted the offer she would grasp his wrist.

"I entreat thee noble lord, to forgive my poorly conceived words. I assure thee that no ill intent spawned them."

Raven noticed Solan's hand near his blaster, and held up the palm of a hand to the cyborg.

"Whoa hos! We finally get a cute chick in this group, and you're first thought is to shoot her? I gotta tell you bud, it ain't mine."

Raven turned to the woman as she spoke, and did indeed not only accept her gesture but gripped her wrist in kind. He didn't really understand why they were doing this, but he figured he'd follow by example. For now, anyway. While he was doing this, a thought occurred to him and he spoke out loud to the others.

"Hey! The doc here may have just hit on a solution to our money trouble. I've been in a number of ports, and if you know where to look for it you can usually find underground fighting. We've got a Knight here, an ex-Marine, a Kung Fu Monk, and a war machine. We could each enter a match, then bet the prize money on the next one of us who fights. I'm not sure we'd get all the credits we need that way, but it'd at least make a dent I'm sure."

Laughs a bit more, "Don't worry, Solan wouldn't harm her I am sure. I trust that he is just being understandably cautious. Did you see what happened in the station, being approached by strangers at this time should be met with a level of caution."

Looks to Raven, "Leave me out of that, I am a pacifist. I will not fight unless it is to defend. If you wish to enter a tournament or such thing, I shall meet with you later."

Turns to Devalanna, "What might we call you, Knight. And if you wish to follow us on our, quest. Well I have to warn you it is related to the events that you may have seen in the news."
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"I would not enter a fight unless I knew all my oppenents strengths and weakness and the battle field is set up to my advantage". Says Solan keeping his hand on his blaster.

"Of corse their are times when that isn't possible but i do prefer to have all statitics and stratagies planned in advance".

He looks at the group: "We need money, well I think body guard duty would suit us well".

The woman before them released Raven's wrist, and turned sharply on her armored heel to once more face the monk. She brought her right gauntlet up, and banged it on her breast plate a little under the left shoulder.

"Forgive my rudeness, good Sir! I am Lady Devalanna La’Moordahay, of the Order of the Myst Ryders. As for news, I have heard none nor have I spied a single crier since I left my Clan's island. What news is it of which you speak?"

Raven let go of the woman in turn, then directed his attentions to Solan.

"OK, first of all, if you want to have the advantage you don't go grabbing for your gun in full sight of an unknown. By doing that, you lose the element of surprise, and you put them on the defensive. Also, with the strange way this lady is dressed and acts, she may very well be a distraction which means the real threat may well come from behind you, while you're staring at her. Also, keep your hand off your weapon when your target is standing next to me. I do not care to be in the line of fire if you miss, or have myself used as a shield if you're not fast enough. Also, you can see I'm armed, and I'm right next to her so I most likely wouldn't miss if something happened. You need to trust in your team mates, this isn't a solo mission for you anymore, buddy boy. You're part of a group now, and you've already had to trust me twice to save your metallic bacon so I think you can go out on a limb a third time.

"Bodyguard work is all well and good, but if I can get the two of us into a match, the purse might be more than we could get in a single job. More over, if you take your prize money and bet it on me, and I win, you get double that amount, and so on. It's something to think about gear head."

The prospect of arena fighting feels particularly distasteful to Peter. It shows on his face. He grimaces, then silently agrees with Huoshui on the subject.

Peter turns his attention back to Devalanna.

"Where is your island, if you don't mind me asking? Is everyone there a, er, like you? I mean, warriors and honorable and, well, you know."

"Well the latest news isn't all good, death and destruction mostly but what I fear is worse. To put it in various forms, the horsemen are riding, the wheel has turned, the wolf is ready to eat the moon and well I believe the end times are back. We missed it last time thanks to the star hitting planet but this time I think we won't be as lucky." he said with a smile.

Cracked the bottle open took a large swig from it and continued "There is a man I want to stop. I believe that he is behind what happened at the station. He has caused so much death, and I believe this is only the beginning. That is what I plan for any who will follow."
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Devalanna addressed Peter first.

"I hail from Ganymede, and yes all whom resided on our island were of the Myst Ryder Tradition. We were trained from birth, and when we were deemed worthy enough we undertook a grand Quest to prove ourselves and were then seen in the eyes of our others as full Myst Ryders."

Next she spoke to the monk, though she could not help but laugh when she thought of what he said.

"The end times? It could not possibly be so, good man. For the Savior Galahad had not come from Heaven with his vast army to cleanse from all existence evil and take the just and noble into his ranks to bare back with him. Horsemen are only as good as the beasts they ride and the weapons they carry, I will match my blade to theirs any day. On my trip among the stars I have seen many moons, so care I not if a wolf eats one. And of course the wheel turns, for is that not the very purpose of wheels, to turn?

"As for your quest, stopping evil is always a noble cause and the calling of my honored blood demands no less."

Solan turns his cold eyes on Raven.

"Don't tell me how to work, and I don't miss" He says in a cold voice to the man.

"Ah, Ganymede. Quite a big moon. I can't speak as to the greatness of our quest, but these, ah, 'knights' are most excellent. As for stopping evil, well, Solan doesn't let much get in his way," he says, tipping back and forth as he speaks.

"I'm really more of a scholar, though I have recently apprenticed under Huoshui here in an effort to sharpen my fighting skills."

Raven didn't in the least seem bothered by Solan's response to him, though he did take a step toward the big man.

"If you did your work worth half a crap, I wouldn't have to tell you, Mister Merc. I was in command of actual soldiers and not just some wanna be like you, and I promise you none of my men would have made such stupid, rookie mistakes. If you've got a problem with my view point, Mister Macho, how about you stop hiding behind that blaster and you face me fist to fist, that is if there's enough man left in you to do that."
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Devalanna could tell from the tones of voice used that trouble was brewing between her quest companions. She was still near Raven, so she walked backward until she was between the two beings with her empty hands outstretched and palms up.

"Please Good Gentles, I beg of you! Cease your hostilities! We are companions now, and Oath-bound to each other! We must rely on one another for our safety, and no bad blood should exist between us or else our enemies have won!"

She looked imploringly at the monk.

"Wise tree, you speak that you are a man of peace. Can you not in your wisdom stop violence from tearing apart our bond?"

Solan looks at the man.

"You are in charge of nothing here, if you wish to fight I will gladly meet you somewhere at the appointed hour away from others".

Says Solan to the Man.

Huoshui laughed lightly at what he hoped was friendly banter between Solan and Raven.

Turned to Peter "Apprenticed is such a strong word. I only recently left my own master." he said with some sadness, but it was true. His master had just told him to leave his side.

Turned to Devalanna, "Ganymede? Then we are closer than once thoughts. That too is my home world but we can talk of home later." Smiled, "That I am, A man of peace."

Stepping to Solan and Raven, "I may not be as wise as my former master, I may not know the pasts that either of you two have. Now please gentlemen, I cannot say that a friendly spar would be inappropriate. Kairos and myself fought when we first met but what you speak of is not in terms of friend or allies."

Turns to Solan, "Solan, my friend. We have know each other but a short time, you are a good man and I know you can rise above your disagreements with Raven for the job at hand."

Turn to Raven, "Raven, Solan is cautious for a reasonable reason. We have just gotten back from many battles on that station, we do not need harsh words crossed. We shall talk and be calm."

Turns to the group, "We are allies, all of us from very different backgrounds and creeds. I shall not allow pointless fighting before me or between those I call friends."
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Solan, in a calm voice speaks to Raven and Huoshui:


"I do not friendly spar, I fight to the death, everytime..If Raven wishes to fight, than we shall arranage a meeting and a place and a time.  I will honor the rules of combat and meet him at the appointed hour and we will fight until one of us is dead".

Peter bows slightly.

"Okay, Friend-Who-Teaches, then. Perhaps my words will grow stronger along with my fists," he says.

He turns to Raven and Solan.

"As the team's medic, I must advise against killing teammates. Besides, in my experience it's easier to kill a man then to keep him alive. I think it would be a greater challenge for you to watch each other's back. If you must prove your worth, do it on the battlefield, not in a duel."
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He holds one palm out towards Peter in gesture, "Peter speaks truth, why not show whose path is best by proving your worth of the battlefield side by side. I cannot tolerate infighting. I ask that you honour the mission that is before you, over this hatred between 'splicer' and 'ironhead'."

He hated to say this but, "Are you not both under negotiation of contract with this group? I know that you both honour such things then allow me to add this. I Huóshui Zuìquán, Rōnin monk of the Akashic Brotherhood as a negotiator of your contracts state that this must not happen and is part of the contract. Both of you are valued assets and members of this band, saying that the protection of the group is part of the mission and your objective." sighing, turned to solan and continued, "Solan, Raven has been added to our group for reasons of a spiritual nature. Full understanding of this has not been obtained but that is between him and myself. I understand that you are of the honourable type that would not ask an employer more, am I right?"

"Raven, Solan is a valued member of this group and has proven his worth to me. I hope my word is enough for you to cease your harsh language to his actions, I have already said that his actions were reasonable considering the recent events. If you have anymore to say or any complaints, I ask that we discuss them later." turns to the group, "That extends to all of you. I will openly say that some aspects of what I know I have kept from you, this is not that I do not trust you. Never, it is that I do not trust my understanding of it."

His right hand held in a fist in front of his heart and his other held behind his back. Taking a deep breath, blue flames of chi ignite his wooden fist.

A show of ones latest learnt skills was a sign of kinship from his order, he hoped they understood this. Rather than a show of force. Kiai-jutsu, control of the inner voice and control over the world Chi.
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Raven listened to the girl, the monk, Peter, then the good brother again, then he grinned and addressed the party as a whole.

"You know, you're right. No need to off an ally just to prove a point, and he still has to save me twice to even the score and I'd be a fool to waste that. Doc Tentacle is right, we'll let battle decide who's the better fighter, Old or New school."

The Splicer reached into what was meant to be an ammo pouch, and removed a pack of cigarettes. He took one out, walked to the monk, and lit it off his flaming fist and put the box away.

The fires not being actual flames but the primal energies of the univurse rather just tore Raven's cig to shreds..... what a waist.

"Glad to hear it Raven." Huoshui replies, his voice different. One can't quite put their finger on it, but it seems his words have more weight to them. A powerful and commanding feel to them that he has never shown before.
(OOC- Kiai-jutsu, uses his Do martial-art to affect his speech.)
Smiles as the cigarette is torn to shreds, "Smoking is bad for your health my friend."

Solan nods his head.

He turns to Raven, "I do have a debt to pay you, once that debt is paid I will see to our matter of honor".

He looks at the Monk: "What is our next objective?" He asks.

Raven didn't seem bothered or weirded out by his cigarette being torn apart, but then again he was a talking bird man in the company of a Middle Age Lady, a cyborg, a monk would could make fire from his fist, and a doctor who had tentacles coming from his body; it would appear at this point the man was just taking things in stride. He gave Solan a shrug after he heard the metal figure speak.

"Oh, we might at that. But then again you and I haven't been through combat together. We just sort of met at the end so to speak. I'll tell you this though; battle makes strange bed fellows. You might just grow to like the sight of my foul mouthed beak. We'll see."

Then he took out another smoke, and this time fished around for a metal lighter which he used. It was made out of metal pitted with age, and it bore the insignia of Earth Army. putting this away again, the old marine blew out a breath of smoke, then he addressed the good Brother.

"Hell, just being me is bad for my health, FW. But the tin soldier here has a good question. As you know I'm along for the ride, but it might be nice to know where that ride is heading. Since you seem to be at the helm of this thing, what's the plan?"
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"I do not know where Sir Kairos has gone but I am reading a fair stash of credit chips in his room, I suggest borrowing some and finding a place to stay in the city. We need to find our captain and Huoshui wishes to seek out the incarnation of this material realm. We will all be gone a day or two. Lee and his friend have agreed to take us there and back, so none of you need come less you wish to."

Lee joining them smirks "Hey I can dig a ship with concierge service."

"I also need money..I need to get a ride to a certain location of mine, it shouldn't cost much"..

"I will either borrow the money or work as a bouncer until I can raise the credits to book my ride".

"Right well, Let us first distribute some of those credits and sort out our finances." he moves into the room Kairos was using and takes the credits and other such financial equipment.

"Luci, did I not have the blank credit chips and that machine for sorting them out back in the room I was using?" not really waiting for an answer he smiled and continued, "Now don't take this the wrong way but would the lady and everyone accompany me to my room."

"We shall distribute funds and then we can gather supplies and whatever we need. As Luci said I am to visit the incarnation of this planet. Anyone who wishes to meet a god is happy to join me, but I warn all those who use technology or as my friend put it "outside help". The gods do not look kindly to that sort of thing. If you do not wish to come with me, Then accompany Lee and Luci back to the station or we can find you some other work to gather fund for further use." He spoke still in the commanding tone, to which those who know Huoshui is unusual for him.

He tapped the Devalanna on her armoured shoulder as he guided them to where he would distribute the funds and explain the plan.

OOC

O.o

um yah.....

Huoshui's curent (for the scene in the hallway) rating for performance/leadership/intimidation is an 8

o.o

so yah....  he's sounds quite the charismatic leader with a dice pool of 11 for the moment.  lol

Figures you would go all crazy when this isn't important XD
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Solan makes sure he is the last to enter the room, he won't turn his back on anyone.

"I simply wany my pay as I have business to attend to and have no intetion of crossing paths with a so-called God".

"I will go, get what I need and return here as fast as possible, I expect my trip to take no longer than half a day at most".

Raven stood there puffing as he listened to the monk. He didn't enter the room with the others. Instead he hung back, and found out he could hear pefectly well from the hallway. He stayed where he was for a simple reason; FW was truthful when he said it paid to be cautious. The old fighter didn't know just yet what was up with the woman who had joined them so suddenly but he thought she might be a decoy or trap. With them all in one room, she might turn out to be a suicide bomber and wipe them all out. Or, she might have friends who would close in and corner them. When he heard the Brother say he was going back to his room, the big bird man followed.

Seeing Raven not enter the room.

Solan does likewise, he won't turn his back on anyone so he stand a bit outside his back to the wall.

Raven noticed both he and Solan were still in the hallway and now away from the others. He walked closer to the cyborg and lowered his voice as he spoke to the other man.

"Say, you got anything wired in you that lets you scan shit? If so, I think you should give that girl a once over so we can know for sure if there's more to her than there seems. I don't want to be on the wrong end of a hidden weapon or bomb, and I doubt the others would either. Also, I know I'm not your commander, but if you wouldn't mind a suggestion from an old battle hand, it might not hurt if you do a wide scan and make sure no one is waiting in the wings to jump us while we're busy with her."

"I would hate to interrupt but I've intersected a message for Kairos, as he is unavailable to answer, and would like to know what I should tell him. It's a Calvin Torres, stating to be an associate of Margaret Kensington, requiting an update if any casualties were suffered and what the group knows of the Vivo indecent. He apparently also wishes to know our location, he says he has sent an agent to assist us and needs coordinates for him to meet you at.

This message dose appear to be from Senex, but I am not comfortable relaying any such information."

Solan nods to the man.

He had recently learned how to do what Raven had suggested and had yet to use its power.  It was new to him and being so new he forgot about it.




ooc-Using Matter 1 see through walls and the deatails of what the mater is made up off specifily on the girl.

Devalanna had for her part followed Peter and his friend into the room before her. She was fully unaware as Raven and Solan talked about her, but even if she had heard, all of her focus would leave them when she spied the sword laying untended before her. It was a fine blade, pleasing to her eye, and she reached out a hand to touch the hilt.

Huoshui was about to leave the room to return to his, when this new knight was about to make an error of judgement.

With the swiftness attributed to his order he was suddenly beside Devalanna, "My lady, I ask that you do not do that or you will regret it." his hand firmly holding her wrist.

He looked to her, the kindness in his eyes gone. Only the killer instinct that was feared of in the warring fist.

Private postings

Raven heard the announcement and addressed the ship.

"Send this guy my comm frequency, and tell him to send it to his agent. I'll be the front man for our group, depending on when we're going to the pole that is. Don't wanna miss out on what might be a kick ass day."

Raven gets a quick response on his com from a cold mechanical synthetic voice.
<Senex sends aid. Give me your coordinates, current mission, and your AOR...Bird Brain.>

Raven grinned when he heard the mechanical voice, then chuckled when he heard the name at the end. This could only be one guy in his way of thinking. He walked a distance from Solan and the room where the others were so he could have what passed for privacy around here. He activated his comm and responded.

"Current location docks of Hades, underground city in the planet Mars aboard the ship Lucid Nonsense and no I'm not making that part up and the AI here gets testy if you laugh about it. Current mission requires only part of the assembled team to travel to the pole for an important meeting. The others will stay behind to do currently undisclosed tasks. Squad make up is one cyborg, one modified human who claims to be a doctor, one human normal in appearence but dressed like a story book knight, one human monk who due to past events resembles a tree and who is currently in charge from what I can tell, one splicer who's yours truely, and we have one MIA who I have not yet met. And being a bird isn't so bad, your girlfriend likes the way my feathers tickle..."

She froze as the other took her wrist.   After heeding his words, she responded, making no attempt to move her arm,

"I beg thy pardon, Good My Lord.  Twas indeed a rash action and I beg thy forebearance with mine own ignorant self.  I will not allow such to guide me in the future.  May this humble one know the why of the matter from whence cometh thy caution?",

"This is the blade of a battle brother, Firstly out of respect one should not touch the weapons of another without permission. Secondly the blade has its own agenda, I do not understand fully but it would be an error to continue this path." he said not removing his hand from her wrist.

"Now can we leave this behind and continue as I suggested."

The woman flushed bright red,

"Even so good Mage.  I thank thee for the schooling on etiquette!  I  will even so do as thou dost say!"
"
Now can we leave this behind and continue as I suggested."

She smiled and responded, not attempting to move her arm until he released it,

"Do thou lead on Sir.  I will follow thee".

She was mentally kicking herself for the  error.  Only a bit of time away from home, and already she was forgetting her manners as well as her lessons!

He released her wrist slowly. "Fine, as I said Kairos left some funds so lets leave his room and his belongings, so we can distribute those funds and see what each of us is going to do."

He patted her on the back, "Hey, maybe you can come with me to visit a god. Mars incarnate, sound interesting? The trial tests ones inner self, and your abilities. Very dangerous but you look like a lady who can handle herself."

The cold darkness in his eyes had melted back into the friendly eyes of the drunken master. "Call me Huóshui, I know it maybe difficult to pronounce but its what my former master gave me."

Aye Good Huóshui!  I have some training, but I would more than welcome the chance to hone myself on such a journey!"

She grinned broadly and winked saucily as she added,

"And fo not fash thyself for I have enough sense not to tell one who is called a God that there is only one and He is not it!"

She laughed again, glad to be feeling more in control of herself and to be sharing a joke with a comrade.

"Glad to hear it friend." he replied with a smile and patted her again firmly on the back. "I have no fear that you will pay proper respect to the god of this planet."

"Right, well if everyone will now follow me to the other room I can distribute the funds and we can then discuss fully what is to happen next." he said as he began to leave the room.

Not having heard Raven sorting out the communication with the representative from Senex, he questioned. "Ok, Luci so what is happening with the Senex people? I do hope they aren't buying this whole nonsense about us in the news."

Smiling to the group and beckoning them all to follow him as he made his way to the room he was using.
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Raven from his vantage point managed to see the others leave the room, and trotted back to follow along not having received any further word from his comm. He closed the channel, it would beep if he got another message. He caught up with the others in time to hear Huoshui's question to Luci. He called out,

"Don't sweat it FW, I got your back. While you were busy with other stuff, I took the call for you. A group called Senex is sending somebody to help us out, I gave them some info to meet us here. I figured a meet and greet on a ship whose AI is on our side would make you all feel less jumpy. So, did I do good boss?"

"I'm nobodies boss, but if you are to join the contract the others are under then you work for Senex." he sighed, "They are the organisation who have been funding Kairos and Solan."

"Was it a secure channel, Luci and I would rather our location be kept secret. It seems someone has called for our capture and interrogation, in relation to the stations' destruction." he stopped in his place for a second, it hurt him to admit that he was now considered by some as a suspect for a crime. "But it should be fine for who ever senex are sending to meet us here, its arranged now. Nothing we can do about it now."

He continued walking trying to shake off that bad feeling, "She also has a name, call her by one or the other. I prefer Luci myself." In his eyes she was as alive as anything else, everything had a spirit from a pebble to tree to a person. Luci not only had a spirit but also life, so in his eyes she should be treated as such.

"Well, you're giving out credits and building a team to go with you to meet this Spirit of Mars. You've also stopped a fight between two of your guys, so I would say you're in charge for now at least."

The big bird shrugged.

"It's not to late to change the meeting place, the agent is only a comm call away and I can tell him to meet only me in a bar. But you wanted me to trust you, now I'm asking you do the same. It'll all work out, you'll see.

"But I got a few things I need to get before a meeting with a planet's Spirit, so if you'll give me my share of the creds, I'll pick up the stuff and meet back with you for the big quest."

"I agree with Raven, before we meet this thing..I need to take a ship to some where which should only take a day or 2"..

Huoshui arranged a pile of credits for each of them. "Yes supplies would be nice, everyone take a stack of credits. It should be enough to keep each of us going for a few days, and get us any gear we need."

He sighed, "In charge maybe, but I do not ask or tell you to follow me. The credits here are from senex, they are the employer and/or funder of this operation, depending how you wish to see this. Raven if you could please rearrange the meeting place, I trust you to deal with the senex rep. I'm not sure who really can be trusted, I accept the help of senex gladly but I do not agree with their methods or ways."

"Solan, because of your... modifications I'm unsure if it is wise for you to come, the spirits are angered by technology. If you wish to help the Bobo and Luci go and find their friend I'm sure it would secure the help of them for our quest."

He breathed deeply, "Ok, as for what we do now. Solan, take these credits and use them as you see fit to ready yourself for what may come. You are as aware of the dangers we have faced and will face as I am, I trust your history and knowledge will help you find the resources that will help you." turned to Raven, "Raven again take these credits and buy anything you feel will aid you in meeting the god and in the future combat, there should be recordings somewhere of what we have faced so far. I know you were there for the marauders but I fear they are the least of our worries."

Smiling he turned to Devalanna and Peter, "Same goes for you two, if you wish to follow us against what threatens the very fabric of reality. I offer these credits for supplies, I also extend the chance to visit a god. If you feel that you are up to the trials of one who rules over the spirit realm of this planet. I personally am visiting him as part of a deal I made with a minor god, in truth he has promised me power and help but I must prove myself to him."

Raven blinked and held up a non-taloned hand.

"Question for you, boss. Do we go into this thing butt ass naked? Becuse if these guys are against technology, there's no other way we could do it. Technology is responsible for pretty much everything, from the needle and thread that made your cloths, to metal working that made my knife and the knight's sword, my body armor, the doc's extra parts, and so on. So how we going to play this? I'm good with nude, though I warn you the other men will get jealous. Oh, I call my place in line behind the hot chick."

Raven chuckled to himself, then clicked on his comm unit again and changed the meeting place to a bar in Hades he hd been to before, much to the shame of a certain horse splicer... He also asked for a TOA.
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"Ok, I guess I should explain the spirit and its trials more. What I mean by technology is more directed to Solan's implants and other such things."

He turned to the group as a whole, "Nerigal, the Planetary Incarna of Mars, The ice warrior, the blooded one. Names you may know him by are Ares, Thor, Anhur and Akhnet. He is a warrior, he respects inner strength only. Magic, technology and other gifts are frowned upon when taking his challenge." he gestures to the Peter and Solan, "Their implants would cause the spirits there to become more ferocious and hostile." he sighs, "Also violence must be met with violence, even the realm itself is out to kill you."

"Does this make it clearer what I mean?"

Devlana had been listening, trying to follow the flow of the discussion.  At this  last question, she nodded assent though it was not she who had made the enquiry.   Taking the credits, she spoke at last,

"Thank thee Good My Lord.  I will seek proper sustenance for the journey with this.  And I do swear unto thee my fealty for the length of this, our quest.  I do needs take me off unto a solitairy place that I might stand vigil the night ere we leave on the journey. Hast thou such a place for me in this wise?"

Just because these others spoke in unfamiliar and possibly informal ways did not mean that she had leave to do so, especially as she was representing so much more than any of these new companions knew.  Success in this quest as well as in her very reason for living would require her to be ever vigilant, refusing to give in to sloppiness or laziness in even attitude.   It would not lend itself to endearing her to these others, but all she required were allies, not friends, much to her lonely regret.

Raven gave a nod.

"Got it, boss. Take these creds, get ready, and then we rock and roll. Question for you though; when do we meet up for this little meet aqnd greet. I assume since it's away from here we'll be on this ship so I'm good on the where, but not the when. Or do you just give our comms a beep?"

The bird man took his pile of creds and put them away as he awaited an answer.

Solan also waits.  He had the chips now he just had to go get his things and than meet up with the others.

"My trip will take at least a day" Says Solan to the others.

Peter has been quietly contemplating for some time now. Finally he speaks.

"I... I think I'd like to try anyway. I was completely useless in battle, but that doesn't mean I didn't have willpower. I've seen a lot of death recently. I've tried to keep it at bay, but for every life and limb I've saved there another I could not. I think I need to do this. I need to prove myself and to contribute to the team."

He straightens his back and pulls his shoulders down.

"Huoushui, I will go with you."

Huoshui scratched his chin in thought for a bit, "Ok for places to stay there are two options, Ask Luci here if she has a room available here on the ship or use some of those credits to find a room somewhere."

Turns to Solan, "Do anything you believe will help us in our future endeavours, we do not know what we are up against so prepare for the worst. If that means you will be gone for a time, then I can't stop you."

Back to the group as a whole, "I will go and find someone who can take us to the realm, we won't be taking Luci. As I said before she is going on another assignment back to the station to pick up what I hope will be another ally." he looked to his comm, "When I have found a means to get us to the trial, I will contact all those who wish to come. Until then do as you see fit with the credits."

Looking back up to the group with a smile, "I'm glad that despite the dangers I have described that you have all agreed to continue on this endeavour. This will be difficult and many have already spoken against this cause of action. I myself have lost a mentor because of my choice to follow this path, and I'm sure that each of you may or have already sacrificed something but I truly believe that what is being built up to must be stopped." Taking his own pile of credits that he had separated for himself, "I shall be off too sort out our visit to the god of this world, Raven you have volunteered to meet the senex rep do contact me with the results of that, Solan keep in contact with me on your progress with your trip."

Moves towards Devalanna, "I'm glad you have agreed to come with us. Do you have a comms unit or such a device, or would you like me to provide you with one? We are all a team now and communication is the best way to become a better team." he said smiling, holding out one of the comm devices that had been lying around. "I should also apologize for my reaction earlier, you were only admiring the weapon."

Looks to Peter, "I do hope you won't come to regret coming with me, and I am sorry we have had little time to help you with your training but I do promise we shall make time." Bows, "If you wish you can come with me to find transportation, maybe we can find out more about what exactly we are committing ourselves too."

Solan gives a head nod.

"I will be back as soon as I am able, a day at most"..I will contact you once I get back". Says Solan.

He turns and disappears into the crowd, his large figure merging with the many people and aliens in this industrail center.


He heads towards the space port.

Raven gave a nod.

"Will do, boss. But I want to be clear on one thing; I want to go with you to meet this entity too. Ares is the God of War, as a member of Earth Army and the Space Marines, it woud be like a minor leaguer meeting Babe Ruth. If I got to choose between that and a face to face with the rep, I chose the first. The guy can either coo his heels until we get back, or Solan can take the meeting. He's going to stay in Hades until he can get to where ever it is he's going, and he said it'll just take a day when there's no telling how long we'll be gone. I don't even have a time of arrival from this guy yet, he could be days or a week out as is. Good chance I could make it and be back before he is, especially if we get somebody to pull that cool trick that got us from the station to here in five hours. But fat out, there's no way I'm losing out and not coming with you."

Devlanna waved the apology away,

"Good my lord there is no need for the apology though the offering of it is accepted  with gratitude.  You have as yet no real knowledge of my or whether my word is worth aught!  But I do have two questions ..."

She takes the unit and peers at it quizzically,

"I have none of such things.  What is it?  And what do I do with it?"

She turns the thing over, pondering the curiosity.

"Ah yes!  You saif I could speak to Loose E, but I know of no such a one.  Could you introduce me an it please thee?"

The greater world outside of her own apparently held divers wonders and miracles that would make her quest both entertaining and informative!

"See you later, Solan," he says with a wave.

In reply to Huoshui  (msg # 97):

Peter nods assertively. He grabs up his pile of credits and carefully pockets them.

"I hope not, either! I'd be happy to accompany you. I know I'm the team's doc, but since everyone is presently intact, I feel I should be doing something. Ready when you are."

Huoshui waved to Solan as he left.

"OK Raven, when the time comes to visit the god of this planet I shall call you. I won't leave you behind, you have nothing to fear." He nodded at Raven's suggestion of Solan taking the meeting if their arrangements collided time wise.

He smiled at Peter's reply, "Oh I will try my best to make sure you don't. Just give me a second while I help Devalanna, then we shall be on our way."

Quickly entering his contact details and trying to show Devalanna how to work the comm, "Realistically I shall be calling you so just do this to answer it." he gestured and motioned how to answer it, himself only recently being shown how to work this sort of tech. With that finished he laughed, "Devalanna my friend, you may not know of such a person as Luci but you are infact in the presence of the Luci I speak of."

Speaking again to the room in general, just the manner he had gotten used to when speaking to the living ship, "Luci, this is Devalanna. If you wouldn't mind, is there a room or something spare for her to use." he turned to Devalanna, "Luci is the ship." smiling as he explained this.

How much money is being handed out, and to who?

Devlanna watched carefully as she was instructed on the use of the communication device.   Her eyes widened a bit as she was told that the ship would speak with her and give her a room.  She smiled a bit dazedly and looked around for some indication of where to speak and if perhaps there was a "face" sge might spy for this Luci ship.

"Um I plead thy pardon Luci...Lady?... well met I hope for certes!"

"Hello Lady Devlanna."

Lee shakes his head "I don't need any money, and I am not sure your right... been thinking about it... this thing is a spirit of war and war is full of technology and magic. I think you misunderstood. I think they will become more hostel the more you rely on such things rather than your own strength. If it's all a test, then it stands to reason that he wants to test the warrior not the weapon so to say.... so it makes sense, if you wight with your own might then he tests you on it. So I'm guessing you will be fine along as you don't use anything as a crutch or depend on it to much. Solan could just shut down his enhancements and they would likely not care about his replacement parts or the stuff he can't yank out.  I mean I could be wrong not all high spirits are very understanding but they are usually somewhat fair in one way or another."

Ok Huoshui is handing people out 3 credit chips each.... if checked there all full, so thats 300,000 credits each.

So how ever much was given to kairos was atleast in the range of 2 million credits, guess they wanted you guys well prepared.

Note raven could ask for some exstra to take to Ix.... but he really don't need it... lol.... he's got plently of money and can requisition anything he needs lol =p
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Raven heard his ear bud comm unit beep, and tapped his right ear hole to activate it. He listened to a message, and turned it off again. He addressed the group.

"Well, lady and gents, duty calls. That's the contact, he's heading for the meeting place. I better not keep him waiting, give me a yell when we're good to go to the Big Guy. I'm out."

The old splicer still had his pack and guitar case shouldered, so he gave a wave and headed out the door of the monk's room and made his way off the ship.

"That sounds about right Lee. I just hope that one who has become so accustomed to modification can still get through such a challenge without them." he smiled, "But I'm sure he can."

"I welcome all who will come but as I said I warn any who do that we cannot rely on outside power. Only our own training, and strength." he shrugged.

"If everyone is ready and happy as to what is happening I will leave with the doctor then to find us some transportation." he beckoned the doctor to come with him as he begun to leave the room.

Solan comes back:

(ooc-Sorry)

"I need to borrow this ship" He says to the group.

"I will not be putting it in any danger but, being a criminal I do not have access to an ID or a ship yard".

OOC-Not sure who this ship belongs to:

To the owner of the ship (Raven?)

"I am a man of honor, I need to go somewhere and I will return. I am doing nothing illegal, nor evil..Simply must make a trip'..

"We are looking for Aeon first. "

OOC- Well Luci isn't ours if thats what you mean. It belongs to this Aeon person.

Solan saying he was a criminal should have raised more alarm bells and such in his head, but he already knew. Also technically he was one too now, or at least wanted for "questioning".

"Yes as I said earlier, if you remember, Luci is going to go back to the station to get her friend back." he said holding on the door frame. "Luci if he comes and helps you find your friend could you make a detour on your way back to help him retrieve his items?"

"Also I'm sorry I would love to come with you, but I have another arrangement with a minor god." he smiled, "I hope you understand. Unless there is anything else I shall be off."

Peter grabs his bags. He gives everyone else a tight lipped smile.

"A pleasure as always," he announces, then heads for the door.

Solan looks at Luci:

"I will help you in your mission if you will give me a ride to a specific location that I have" Says Solan toward Luci.

Seeing no one say anything:

Solan gets on the ship and begins to fire up the engines so he can travel to his "specail" location.

Lucy won't let Solan pilot her. But she dose let Lee and his friend. They get ready to head for the station and promises to stop there on the way back.

Whatever, lets just keep this game moving.

Solan in which is unlike him, tells them where to go land on his secret astroid base so he can get his supplies.

He will def Delete the coordinates from the computer on the ship, that will be non-negotiable.

"I will not have anyone tampering with my mind, I suppose you will be staying behind then?"

Lee chuckles "We could always take you to the astiroid belt and let you got for a space walk and wait for you to come back.... you know... just shove you out the air lock and laugh about it?" he smirks.

Tink had opted not to go with raven, but instead followed after Solan while repeatedly saying,

"Shiny!"

While the cyborg's back was to the gremlin, it dove for a attractive piece of circuitry showing on the man.

Solan looks at the group, and Azarile

"Why can I not just polite the ship and get us to where we are going wihtout you knowing..I have a secret location with gear on it..I respect you but I would prefer to not have anyone know where I keep my safe place..I will not cuase any harm to your ship".

"I am not anyone's ship and it is not possible for me to take you anywhere and not know where that place is."

"Fine"

Solan turns and leaves off the ship.

"I will find my own way there".

Solan contacts his employeer, syntex:

"I am in need of supplies..I request permission to have my travel from cleared so I may rent a small space craft to travel to my desitnation, time will be 3 standard hours".

They won't even listen to your request, they tell you to talk to your handler about it.

Solan send a message to his handler:

'Request authorization to be allowed to rent a ship for 3 hours in order to go to my secret bunker and pick up supplies".

Tinker pecks at the side of Solan's head while he ignores the little bird. Before he can notice though he's doing some damage and the attempts to shew the bird away fail before the bird grabs an important circuit out of Solans cyber ear resulting in a sharp pain and a loud pricing ring in his ear as the bird flys off with his shiny prize.

Solan is temporarly at -1 to all dice due to pain and -2 to hearing..
Hearing diff is +2 while ringing is preasent.

GM: The MOMENT that bird comes at me I shoot it..It will not land on my shoulder or attmept to even get close to me.

You state: "Solan's head while he ignores the little bird" GM: I would not allow it to land on me and NOR would I ignore it.  A paranoid nutso doens't just let birds land on him that may carry expllsives etc,.
So we need to fix this part.


Solan looks at his text: And Writes back:

Message Sent:
To work at my full capacity, request access to ship.  This is a priave matter and in order to be an effective team member I need full confendential access. If this will not be granted than I can only infrom handler that I will be unable to preform skills and speicalitys at a lower standard and thus will take smaller risk which in turn can put the team at risk.

All Text are document and saved for later use and recovery.

(Solan, read Msg 118. Tink flew at you cawing 'shiny', and you completely ignored it. Plus, I think the GM rolled for Tink's 'attack'.))
This message was last edited by the player at 21:53, Tue 24 Sept 2013.

OOC-Regardless, Solan is a paranoid, would not allowed to be followed..

If that doesn't work using magic or other means to excape the bird..

The moment it flew at him, he would shoot it or doing something else.

I know this isn't table top and sometimes we miss things so we need to go back and figure this one out.  Im fine with you never having the bird follow me are land on me..if that isn't the case we need to go back a few messages and figure out what will happen as solan will attack/kill/ or whatever with the bird.  But allowing it to follow him or land on him won't happen..
Not being difficult just how solan is.

We can move this to the OOC thread if need be.

You ingored it following you.

I did rolls and you did notice it and try and stop it, just it is a lot more dextrous than you are.

I added a roll to see if it could land on your shoulder with you trying to swat it away too and it can.


So short reprisal....

It followed you while you where distracted messaging people. Your awareness though sensed the entropic energy of the bird was coming at you and you tried to swat it away, or shoot it but it landed on you and snatched it's prize while you tried to get it off.

You are free to try and shoot it while it's flying off.

No offense GN but that is kinda bull shit.  I think I should be able to make the rolls are act out what I would do.

I post on here all the time and was waiting for the story to move on and I miss one thing and now this bird followed me, the paranoid, landed on my shoulder and a "ignored it!"..I like playing but don't think you taking over my character and doing that is fair to me as a player.

I don't mind if you kill me if I do something stupid, as a GM I expect that to happen..I gm alot but I don't make rolls and choices for my players. I have to ask the court for a reaction of this event and let it play out the way it would play out not simply making a choice for my character and an action.
This message was last edited by the player at 23:41, Tue 24 Sept 2013.

I am not making decisions for you just the rolls.... I asume you would like to stop him from taking anything that reactitory

you said you wouldn't have let him land in the first place and I added rolls for that and the rolls say he was able to with you trying to stop him

you can post it yourself in any way you wish but I did all the rolls and this is what they equate to:

You notice him
he lands despite you trying to stop him
he grabs what he wanted while you try and stop him
and he barely is able to fly out of arms reach

I make reactionary posts for people for the simple reason if I waited for some one to say "hey I dodge this way" it would take for ever.... instead can roll for them and then they can post how they dodge in there post that flows along with there action

Ok GM:

Seeing the bird land on him and than rip at his gears and attempt to fly away.

Solan pulls his rifle and draws a bead on the bird and fires.

Not many people really jumped at the sudden gunshot, he didn't even get to many looks, hell not to many people could proobly hear it over the industral sounds but the ones that did didn't seam to care.

The bird exploded into a shower of sparks and rust and fell to the ground a rather sizable hole blown through it, if it was anything living it would be quite dead but it laied there squawking and twitching still.

7 damage done 2 saoked it's crippled.

A bit of it's gears and springs start to coil and wind back up into it but then sparks fly and they fall back off, it wiggles and snaps at it's damaged prize before much of it and the stolen circuit board dissolves into a pile of rust, that in turn further dissolves till little to nothing is left behind.

Solan snarls at the bird. He knew it was Ravens and he didn't like being tested.  He assumed Raven had sent the bird to spy on him and harass him.  Solan was not a man that took to such things.

He reloaded his wepon and headed to a weapons store.

He did send IX a message as well as Raven.

To IX: :Request for Equipment: Please send up the chain of command for authorization or denil of items.

To Raven: I have destoyed your bird that was following me. It attacked me.  I have no anger in this matter, but understand if you do.  If you wish to settle this I shall meet you for a duel to the death.  If not I will consider this matter done and contiune to work wit you.  I do ask that you do not attempt to have your robotic creations follow me.

OOC-IX will send you and GM list of what Solan wants
OOC-Raven will this in your thread so I know you as a player will get it.
This message was last edited by the player at 20:57, Wed 25 Sept 2013.

Name change >.> hehehehehe

Some of the data pads and display screens flicker about the area as a wave of entropy wreaks a little havoc on the area. A few people curse and smack screens while one or two buzz with static that almost sounds like a 100 some year old rock song before shorting out.

One of the dock patrols blinks a little looking over his screen and taps it a few times and elbows his partner showing him something on it. They both unbuckle the straps on there gun holsters and move in Solan's detection.
This message was last edited by the GM at 05:06, Thu 26 Sept 2013.

Solan turns and runs.  He doens;t wait for the guards to even ask him questions or come in his direction.

He turns and begins to run thru the crowd.

He didn't know what his status was, was he a criminal, did he have a record.  He didn't care.  Getting questioned by the guards was not something on his list of things to do today.

He turned and ran.  Zig Zagging in and out of traffic.

They pulled there guns when Solan bolted yelling. "DOWN ON THE GROUND, PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD" and taking chase.

One cop keeps pace with Solan, the other though gets cought up in the crowd and calls for backup.

Solan contiunes to run but he uses his powers.  He focuses on the air around him, and he begins to shimmer..He than disappears completly using the air molecules to reflect light making him invisible.

Bending light around ones self, even with a power glove, while running from the cops, with out a program set up to do it in advance and having to make it on the fly... isn't easy. Even doing it with sure willpower with out something else to coax reality to work with you isn't so good.... the end effect dose lettle more than to make him stand out less and give him a little camouflage blending him in with the crowd some.

This is however enugh to make the cop with the lead lose track of him long enugh to lose some ground, but the other one still see's him and catches up with the first pointing out there target.

Still he's doubled the distance between them, there is now a good 50 or so yards between him and his persuades. He had to lose them though before they could get a clear shot though.


(might as well share... success on pursuit, solan had a head start of 2)
Solan 7
cop 3
cop 3

Solan contiunes to run.  He didn't want to get caught.  He had done nothing wrong but dealing with over paid cops was something he didn't like to do.

He ran and began to shove people and others into the cops ways as they chased him.  Using his strength he was hopefully easily able to toss people, vendors, and anything else he could between him and the police as he contiuned to run from them hoping they wouldn't shoot into a crwoded street full of people..

Solan tried pushing through the crowd but ran into a rock elemental, and didn't really find the big lug easily to shove out of the way into the cops. Lucky for him they where having trouble with the crowd too.

He did think he hurd some siren of sorts in the distance but it was hard to tell if he had or not, let along how far or what detection with all the noise and the sharp ringing in his damaged ear.


Solan 8
cop 5
cop 3

Solan contiuned to run.  This was a place of extreme danger and he was a small fish in the sea.  The rock elemental reminded him that he could be easily killed with a simple worng turn or wrong choice.

He noticed that the place had smoke in the air, lots of smoke from the fires and large machines of this industrial world.

He fouced on that..Pulling the smoke down, attempting to cover the entire crowd in a haze of black smoke and soot and fog.

Solan had trouble with the smoke... his skills in mater weren't quite that good. He bumped into and odd little gnomish fella in sorta steampunkish victorian suit. "Quick this way, they won't find you in here." Said the man and waved him into an odd little tent set up on a rock face he didn't quite remember seeing before.

It said "Webly Hedgewinklie’s Wonderful World of Oddities" over a rather grumpy/angry sinister looking crescent moon with a snake coiled on it.

Rather like this only with a snake instead of a spider:
http://kasketkustomsonline.com/images/180-2-AR-2.jpg

Solan nodded to the man and followed him into the tent.

He did keep his eyes and ears open.  He was being helped probably by a disgrunted person that lived in this area but one could never be sure.  It could be a trap or it could be someone that actually wanted to help.

Webly Hedgewinklie, if that was indeed his name, was a short guy with an ugly deformed face. His skin was pale to the exstream, fish skin white and a little translucent, and an ember like glow shun threw in a few places... mainly his cheeks. White almost clear hair and purple eyes, and the hair... everywhere!, the big nose and deformed shape... how short he was... It fit what very little Solan had hurd about gnomes from games and fantasy but this guy seamed quite real.. and albino at that.

His 'Wonderful World of Oddities' seamed to be a shop of some sort, shelves where full of item both mundane and odd anything from a simple necklace to a shrunken head. There seamed to be a little bit of everything.. jewelery, cases, a lantern or two, various medevil weapons, kitchenware, what looked like the pelt of a werewolf, armor, writing utensils, a little bit of everything even some guns though they where nothing of the kind of guns solan was use to seeing save some old flintlocks.... one even looked like a rifle made of flesh and bone o.O

"Come in come in, look around everything is for sell and if I don't have what you want I am sure I or one of my 'friends' can get it, I'm quite experienced at making your dreams come true!"

It did seam rather wonderful, and there was quite the oddities, but a good quarter to a third of the items and Webly himself gave Solan a bit of an uneasy feeling, didn't help his ear was still ringing.

Solan looked at the odd man/creature.

He turned to the tent door, waiting.

"How do you know the men won't find us in here" he asks wondering what type of magic this creature had at its disposel.

Solan will use Matter sphere to see what this tent and these items or made up of. He expect most of them will radiate magic of some sort but will give him an idea of the power level of this place and these items in this odd store.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:55, Fri 27 Sept 2013.

He laughs "Because I don't want them to, and they lack the imagination too with out a little help.... and considering there arn't very many kidds or dreamers wondering about I think we are rather safe from being interrupted by anyone."

That was the odd thing, he couldn't even be sure the tent was even there.. some of the items too were the same kinda there but not but actualy there state of matter made of something but not any kinda matter he or any of his systems could understand... to them it wasn't real... but it was real... it was playing havoc on his scanners.  They were however picking up some rare and unknown materials like the one the case was lined with.

"Don't think you would hear more about us if people tended to stop seeing us once they grew up?"

Advice has been gained on the trials of Nerigal. Weapons which rend the pattern or can harm spirits is required. If you do not have one I advise you seek to obtain such a weapon.

Items also that will be needed are, water, head and eye cover, rope or cable to connect us together through the winds and cold weather gear. We shall discuss more when we meet up.

I have also obtained the name of someone who should be able to help us. Will keep everyone posted.

Solan nods:

"It seems I am in your debt, I repay all my debts" Says Solan to the odd little man.

He hands the man his card/data info: "This is my private secure line, if you need me consider it done as stated I pay my debts and I am a man of my word".

He looks at the shop,

"On to other business:  Weapons which rend the pattern or can harm spirits is required by myself. Do you have any, If you do not have one I seek your council on where to get one" Says Solan looking at the gear in the store.

"I am also curious as to some of the other items and what they do".

"I need armor, powerful armor as well"..
This message was last edited by the player at 15:57, Sat 28 Sept 2013.

another odd note (that i forgot) the flesh and bone rifle didn't show up at all on his mater scan... there was 0% inorganic matter... it was all organic, and alive to boot.

The little man laughed greedily snatching the card. "Most my weapons do such things, finding the few that don't that's the trick.... and it's easier to ask what don't they do. I have a quill that always has ink on it.... and from as simple as that to as grand and wondrous as a gemstone that can grant any wish that you could possibly desire!"

Solan looks at the man:

"I have learned that anything to be good to be true is that..The Wish sounds amazing but I am sure the fall backs of that wish would be determintal to the user..I am a man of caution that ways ever odd, before taking action".

Solan knees down to look that man in the eye:

"I need 5 things, Armor, some kind of portable force field or teleportation device, a weapon that can hurt spirit creatures, and a weapon that does an amzing amout of damage, and a way to hold items that no one can find, be it sencers or looking at..Think of a magical portal that only I can open".

"I have 250,000 credits to spend (really 300,000) and am willing to negtiate, if I cant afford what I want I can pay as much as I can and work the rest off if you like and we can come to terms".
This message was last edited by the player at 16:19, Sat 28 Sept 2013.

He laughs some shaking his head "Well lets start with the easy one first... a Weapon that can do an encredable amount of damage and hurt spirits... got you on that, here are my finest." He moves the living rifle, an odd looking flintlock with lots of pipes gages and 10 little cansters on it, a redicously big 'handgun' rail-gattling gun with 10 berrels about the size of an SMG (save for the fat fat berrel(s) ), and finaly an exstordanrly large energy weapon of some sort the size of a large machine gun requiring a tri-pod or extraordinary strength and a large backpack for power storage.... power storage bigger than that even his heavy hard suit used up O.o..... as for the last he laied down.... a fucking havoc gun... dear god.

"As for armor well.... that depends on the kind you want... there so so so many types of armor." And there came the predicted catch. "As for money.. I don't have much use for it, I mean most the people that use it can't even see me. No I deal in souls and seeing as you only have the two we would have to work with parts of them... do mind you I don't need the whole soul of course, just a bit of it and it won't really go anywhere it's not like I'm ripping chunks out of it kinda better whole after all. Just kinda like buying stock you know, there parties that would love to make an investment in you. Long as you keep a controlling interest your soul isn't going anywhere." He laughs some and takes a seat in a chair that seams to form out of thin air. "You can always take up the trade too and buy stock back with some one else's soul after all, I did."

He has no idea what the first two are....

The third was a Thunderbird freaking hand held gatling gun, nice.

The fourth an honest to god deathray... steady stream of well quite often death

The havoc gun was well the (in)famous cannon used in some of the WW's and the Hypiron wars..... It was like what you got when you crossed a machine gun, a grenade launcher, a plasma cannon, and a shotgun.... It sprayed out globes of unstable and highly explosive plasma over a wide area.  It was destruction in the palm of your hands.... though quite often paradox rained down on like artillery fire making it not the most piratical of weapons.  (that and well you know friendly fire)


Flintlock pick:
http://t.facdn.net/3648241@400-1270303615. jpg

Also important to note he promised to repay the guy

and solan knows infernalest that are caught .... well arn't exactly looked well on... usually exiled or killed.
This message was last edited by the GM at 17:05, Sat 28 Sept 2013.

"So you don't take money..You take Souls"..

Solan looks at the man: "I am afraid that means a part of my essence and I am not willing to trade with that..I need the gun, what do you require in souls..I am willing to collect them for you if that is your price"..

He shakes his head. "That would require you meeting some one up a little higher than me and learning the soul pact, and that's not something that's free ether. But if you don't like what I have to offer I can leave you here with your friends, they are still looking for you."

Solan looks at the man, he didn't like threats and thou it was a threat Solan had a feeling if he did anything the man and the tent would simply disappear leaving him at the hands of the police force.

"I want the deathray and I want armor..I also want a way to hold items with out people seeing them..If you can do those 3 things Ill give you the part of the soul you want"..

Solan looks at the man his eyes go cold:

"I have no doubt you can disappear and leave me to the police and I am sure you are very powerful in your own right..I can make a good ally and ask that you treat me fairly becuase having friends is much better than having enemies"..

"I do have a quesion, this soul pact..How can I become a dealer in souls..I find this very intersting"..

Solan gets a rather unpleasant shiver down noticing not only the one gun has an eye, but it's looking at him. "Yes, of course your right. As for the pact I would have to summon one who could teach it to you... one can not just take a soul it has to be given and there must be an agreement and then the pact seals ownership of the soul to the patron who's pact you have learned. It matters little how you get the pact so long as they enter it willingly."

Solan nods:

"I agree..Give me the gun, get me some armor and bring who ever is needed for me to become a dealer in souls".

Solan says.  He was going down a dark path, but he had no choice.  He was a small fish in this world of large and powerful things..He would do whatever was needed..

He smirks some "Oh i'll give you all the armor you can handle ...I get that other soul of yours?"

Solan stops.

"The more I think about the more I think this is a bad idea..Thou I am a cold man I do like the thought of being under my own control and giving you my soul would be against all I stand for".

"I am willing to deal for the gun and the armor, money, missions whatever..But giving you my soul will not be part of the deal..If you feel the need to leave me to the police I will accept that..Having done no real crime I don't think I will be charged..".

He laughs. "You really think you are in control? Not even your beloved pure ones are in control of themselves anymore and you think you are.... what a laugh." He took the flintlock and the Thunderbird taking them back to the racks. "Well we don't need your whole soul.... long as you keep a controlling interest your still 'in control'... just like stocks they get 51% and they start calling the shots, anything short of that is just an investment."

"What is someone finds outs..is there a way for that to happen?" Asks Solan.

"?ah if your stupid about it."

"I am afraid we don't have a deal..The cost of being found out is not worth the risk".

Solan gives a bow: "If you feel the need to leave me to my fate with the gaurds I will understand..I do wish we could come to another agreement but understand if you do not".

Solan waits for the man to make his choice. He was not going to sell his soul.  He would find another way to get the items he needed.  As for the guards he had not committed a crime and would simply inform them he was attacked by some bird and probably have to bribe them off.

"Fine fine, your loss... one soul won't do anything to stop there return, you really would be better off." He puts the other gun away, quite curious how he avoids actually touching the living one with bare hands.

Solan nods to the man:

"As stated, i would love to help, but getting caught having sold ones soul would be bad business in the long run..

"I am intrested in being a dealer in souls thou, if that offers still stands that is something that I am intrested in hearing more about"..Says Solan to the little man.

"You can't have it both ways kid, the soul pact ain't free."

"I am afraid I will have to pass on the offer sir" Says Solan.

"Another arrangment would be accetable but giving you any of my soul is not on the table..If that means we don't have a deal and you leave me to the police I will accept that and take my chances".

Solan crosses his arms.  He wanted the gun and the armor and such but giving his soul would not be something he was willing to lose.  He didn't want someone else calling his shots.

He sighs some "Well let me help you out some in case you reconsider.... I can let you use this guy... it won't leave me alone anyway unless it gets to kill some people soon." He turns offering up the living rifle "Or I can give you some armor, though I warn that will hurt quite a bit"

Solan looks at the small creature.  He smiled inside, like a drug the man offered him a taste to see if he would come back for more.  Solan craved power so it was a good chance he would.

"Can you tell me about the gun and the armor, what it does and would it would do to me" Ask Solan sitting down on a small couch.

"Armor is armor, you grow a grate deal of extra skin and it all tightens up it will hurt a hell of a lot. This gun was owned by an exstreamly powerful Troll, probably the most powerful fae that ever lived, if you wish to count him fae anymore after his various transformations he went through. He made a deal with demonic forces to become a vampire and retain his fae soul and stay connected to the dreaming some how.... rather fascinating that the demon lord was even able to accomplish such a thing. He also enacted the rite of the skin dancer and later even merged with a daemon.... he was eventually killed when he tried to steal the power of his demon lord.... might have too but he pissed off a lot of people along the way..... ahhhh but this was like 300 years ago, but the abomination he twisted into this weapon still lives and is quite the weapon with power to leave scars in reality itself. It has a bit of a troublesome personality but it's not so bad long as you keep it away from blood. But I grow tired of hearing it, it's blood thirsty in more than one way and can not stand to be shelved ... it wants to kill, burn, mane, and generally destroy things. You could say it's got cabin fever.... it's bored, and it won't shut up about it."

"The armor, will it been noticable as evil or is it evil?" Ask Solan.

"I want the armor and and willing to take it for a promise owed to you, as for the gun..It seems it wants to go regardless that I can simply take off your hands".

"Depends how you define evil, and I'm not giving you both... it may be a pain but I can put up with it long enough to find some one to actually pay for it you want armor."

"I want both, the gun is a problem for you and I have credits..You don't seem to need or want money"..Says Solan looking at the man.

"I can't and won't give you my soul..I am willing to take other souls for you if that would be your price..I have no problems corupting the stupid and the weak..There are a multitude of them out in the streets".

Solan looks around he needed armor and he needed that gun..

"I can give you my price, credits and favors..I will own you 2 favors and thou not much I will do whatever I can to make the debt paid with in reason as long as the debt does not harm me I will attempt to full fill the debt regardless of what it is".

"I do need a way to hurt spirt creatures..Does the armor allow me to close and do hand to hand combat and hurt astral or spirt creatures?"

"Is the gun sentiant, can I talk to it, ask quesions things like that"..You say it is a creature..

Solan wanted the gun too..

"No wonder Avarice's essence clung to you so...." The little man shook his head. "You would need more than just armor to do any serious harm to a spirit with your body alone format you would have to bind with a demon to gain access to it's form. As for the gun, it can hurt just about anything and you can talk to it if you like."

"What do you mean Avaric'es essance clung to me, what is it" He asks the man.

The gnome smacks his face lightly and sighs "You smell like greed son, you hung out with him a bit... and now you smell like him... "

Solan smiles and laughs at that even which is rare for the cold man.

"Greed, yes..But I seek greed not for its own sake..I seek power..Power over my enemies over many over all eventually".

"I will take the gun off your hands..Im sure both it and I can find a friendship and a bond to build".

Solan looks at the gnome, "He is the man I did a job for recently is he not..What is he, who is?" Asks Solan.

Solan wonders if perhaps he should contact him, he would be a good partner to work with as he had already completed a job for him. Perhaps another person to get in bed with someone that could futher his cause..
This message was last edited by the player at 23:13, Tue 08 Oct 2013.

He offers the gun up. "Not enterly sure what he is. If you need me just let the gun bathe in blood from a fresh kill, then it will be able to get a hold of me. Otherwise I would keep blood off it."

Note the weapon counts as an NPC, it has stats and exp and will not be shown on your char sheet but as long as you have it IC, you have it even if it's not on the sheet.

Solan bows to the man.

"Thank you, I look foward to seeing you again" Says Solan.

Once that is done he sends a text/email out to Avarices which reads:

Armor required, I have credit chips or willing to wokr out: Solan Out:

(think you mean weapon)

~Good, now lets kill something.... we can start with him, kill him take your armor.~  A twisted voice echoed through Solan's mind.

Solan puts the weapon in a hostle on his belt, keeping the link with the thing.

He speaks into his/its mind, letting the gun know what type of arrangment this would be:

I am Solan and I look foward to working with you: I will grant you the boon of warrior friendship and I shall cover may with blood and make sure you shall be well filled with death.  I ask that we work as a team and know are limits.  This man is beyond us in power and would I strike at him he would probably kill me and take you back and put on in a box on the shelf again.  Thou I would like to kill him it is best we keep some people alive and work with them.  We must know patience for only in planning can we kill a multitude of people and I promise you we shall.

He speaks to the dwarf: "This gun is powerful (he bows deeply) I thank you for the gift thou it may be more of a curse only time will  tell".

"If their is nothing else I shall be going..I need armor and other supplies unless you have changed your mind". Says Solan to the Gnome.

It is a large rife with a very long barrel, it use to be a 'person' so it's a big big gun. He would have to have it on his back and the barrel would stick up over his head.

The shop was just gone from around him and some what even from his mind, rather like walking up suddenly from a bad dream it wasn't there anymore and if it wasn't for the rifle he would question if it was.

He could hear the gun echoing in the back of his mind, it didn't seam to agree with him... it wanted things to die it wasn't just happy being out of there.

Some considerable time seamed to have passed and it was getting quite late.

Message sent back:

:Under the impression working for the company, certian gear would be provided.  I have no credits at this time for availbilty to spend: The company has suggest it will provide gear in order to complete mission objectives: Solan out.

I have found us passage to the trial, it will cost but he will provide some equipment. If everyone could meet me at <Temple coordinates> then we can make our way as a group to book the travel and finally decide who is coming and who isn't.

Think it's best to asume people got some sleep and move things along to the morning so you guys can meet up again. Though I really want to get Solan's seeking done first can't be helped i guess unless he gets me some sorta IM we can work it out or something or go back and forth in postings real quick idk.... pick some time we can both be on.......   but yah....

think we should skip ahead to next day....



anyway exp

Huoshui 18 exp
Raven 15 exp
IX  14 exp
Solan 8 exp
Petter 8 exp  and 2 study points for do related stuffs
Devalanna  5 exp
Kairos  5 exp


and some one asked, exp comes from a few things:

exp just for showing up and posting some...
exp for fitting rp to char, and more for exceptional rp
exp for char development
exp for char learning things, some times study points instead if specific
exp for conflict resolution  (rather a battle or tense situation)
exp for intense life or death situation survival

general stuff like that.... just little bonuses that add up.

anyhowsit both IX and Solan are ready for a seeking they need to get a hold of me to work it out.

Huoshui arises early in the morn, as he always does. Borrowing the facilities of the temple, he enters his training sequence. Going through the usual routine, but for one addition. A blindfold, tied across his head, removing the light from his senses.

The routine moved through Do stances and katas, to swordplay and practicing of Drunken fist. Additional katas to compensate for his new abilities, equipment and most importantly change in style.

Empty your mind, be formless, like water. Huoshui, flowing water. His style fitted this name. Moving fluidly from one set to the next, drawing the sword and returning it, not stopping the movement once. The Katas disappeared instead he moved with the flow, blind to light and vision instead moving with the flow of his own Chi.

He was waiting to hear from the others, also with some interest he wanted to see how to Doc had done with finding his path in Do. Maybe he would have to offer a spar.

If huoshui is training in a public area some young students offer to help. The are eager to help a full fledged brother train and learn from him, and a few of them fighting him blindfolded is a challenge even if there understanding of Do is weak.

Huoshui trains with the young students, taking time to pull the blindfold off when he was happy with his own practice to aid the students in improving their own knowledge and skill.

"Be like water, you may have heard this from vids, texts or even your masters. We are all students of Do, under the heavens we are all one family." he walks among students as he teaches them a series of Kata his former master had once taught him. "We learn the form, but seek the formless. Learn it all, the forget it all. Learn the way, then find your own."

"Do is not a form, it is the origin of all forms. Your masters must have told this to you all thousands of times, but it is true. Do is a way, many students fall and crash never truly understanding that." he smiled, "A musician can have Do, or the poet who paints pictures with words and makes emperors weep, this too is Do."

He enjoyed the chance to help students learn, passing on the knowledge he had gained. It felt right, "So when next you masters tell you to do anything think of this, all we do is Do. We can learn from anything, student learns from master but master learns from student, learn from everything. Do not dismiss anything upon first sight."

Helping any student who wanted it from him, he was no master but he enjoyed helping others. Standing beside them to demonstrate how the move should go but with a smile, he enjoyed this, maybe when all the horrors had been stopped he would settle at a temple and teach or travel like his master spreading the teachings from temple to temple.

Most of the students were tough and determined, a little set in there ways making....  most of them just couldn't grasp the like water style huoshui used, but they tried. Hadies, heck Mars, was a pace of wind fire and rock... water was not a way many of them understood.... most of them there ways were all earth and fire and steam and that was all they knew down here.

It made Huoshui think of the temple in the info sphere and the literal grasshoper he meet....  (or was it praying mantius? idk but i think it was grasshoper lol... don't have time to look)  Do has so many ways, and so many temples all of them equine and each one of a kind just like the people in them.

It was a wondrous thing.

Seeing how different these students were to the ones from his temple, or the many temples he visited while travelling, made him smile. Many others saw their tradition as closed, too set in their ways. Like still water becoming stale, this was not true. They were a flowing and evolving tradition, never becoming stagnant.

"I can understand that my methods and style is vastly different from yours." he smiled, trying to keep the attention of the students, "This does not change that we are all under the same heaven, we are all Akashic monks." switching to a hard stance demonstrating that one style and form can flow into another, "Put water into a cup it becomes the cup, put it into a bottle it becomes a bottle. This is what I mean by formless, learn the advantages of one form and take those into your own style."

"Think upon my words, do not seek to understand what I mean. Seek the meaning behind them that your style learns." showing a kata that was a mixture of hard and soft forms, "But of course this is all my way of Do. Each has their own path, I just hope that what I have demonstrated and taught helps some of you on your own paths."

The students had shown their style to him in turn, no matter how they tried to copy what he was showing. The beauty of Do, was that it shined through in all a student of the path did, he would seek to add the harsher movements of theirs to his own.

Huoshui has learned a lot over the years he was on the verge of something but this latest little lesson from the students helped him see more the diffrence in the styles and see what made his special.  He was getting better and his chi was changing.

New Do Maneuvers

Chi Manipulation:
   Metal Style Internalization - Controling potential energy between ones body and a target in relative non-motion as kinetic energy the specialists attacks become hard to avoid. May re-roll 10's on all Do attacks.
   Water Style Internalization - By focusing there energy intenaly the specialist can release it in sudden bursts. Initiative rolls may have 10's re-rolled.

Water Style Maneuvers:

Basic water style bonus: Athletic rolls (most) are diff - 2.

Sparrow Flight: The Doist can jump vast distances landing on small spaces (Dex + Do difficulty 8).

Lightwalking: The Doist can move without leaving a trail (Dex + Do difficulty 8)

Dragon stance: The Doist can preform feats of inhuman balance [balance on moving car etc] (Dex + Do difficulty 8).

Lung gom: Allows fast travel over long distances through harsh terrain. (Stamina + Do difficulty 8).


(he was supose to get like half of this at Do 3 i just forgot ^.^;;;; my bad)
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Oh yah something to note.......

Cheapest food here..... bug meat.... lol mars has some big insects.

And while on Mars fresh or nearly fresh vegetables and fruits are cheaper than anywhere else as thuis is where most of them come from.

Same with beef and other farm animals.... though you will never find them cheep, not exactly lot of room to graze they can spare,  this is the best deals possible here.

Solan shows up to meet the group.

He is wearing only a black large cloak pulled up tight over his head.  He has his rifle slung over his shoulder and a large sword on his waiste.

His backback is also on wtih all his other gear.



"I would like to know where we are going, what is the objective, and what to expect for resistance..I do the best work from a distance with my rifle or snipering skills"
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A very old monk shows up as Solan walks through the cavern. "Please leave this place."

Solan looks at the man:

"I was asked to come here, If I am not wanted or needed I will leave".
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Huoshui had been sitting resting after the morning's training, eating a simple breakfast of fruit preserves spread on toasted bread. Having picked up a jar of the stuff from the market earlier.

This was curious. Solan had come as he asked, this much was true but why was the monk asking him to leave. Normally Huoshui would expect anyone in, he had even visited temples which allowed vampires. So he was interested in what caused the elder to so quickly turn Solan away, what did he see that Huoshui had not.

He elected to remain where he sat, observing. He would not step in until needed, maybe this would allow him to see what the elder saw.

Huoshui could sense it too.

"Fool, your mind is clouded...." He closed his eyes and Solan could fell the old mans touch apon his mind, he was stern and stable like the mountain, but his touch was like a pebble. But then he noticed it... the radiation warning his HUD was giving off, it had been there all this time how could he have missed it. The radiation levels where low not enough to do any real harm with out weeks of exposure but they where there coming from the gun he carried.  What ever was inside the gun though the radiation was worse than any nucular waist he had ever seen... the flesh and bone of the gun insulated it, but if it got out the whole area would be contaminated.

Huoshui saw what the elder had noticed, this was odd. Solan's mind had been clouded, this was well crafted deception of the mind. Specific in nature to cloud him of the nature of the object he was carrying, it was the contamination of the Wyrm. This did worry him some, the item he could only guess was some form of weapon but where and why would you get something of this nature.

Standing up and picking up his bag he sent a quick message to Solan.


He left the temple just taking up a spot near the entrance to the cavern. The monk stood in blue robes, brighter than the ones he wore before still with the wave emblem of the Akashic brotherhood on his back. His jet black katana by his side, both the sword and the robes looked more real than everything around them even Huoshui himself. His posture was oddly different, he stood now with confidence and pride. The one unchanging thing was the smiling expression on his face.

His awakening, discussion with mentor and realisation of his style of Do had all had their effect on him. He was growing and changing, true to the nature of one who lived under Tiger.
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Solan gave a bow to the monk out of respect:

He turned and left the area and precided to go outside.

He stood, silent, watching, waiting for Huoshi to talk to him. The wind blew moving his cloak about him like a living thing. His eyes cold.

"I take it the elder took the illusion from your mind." he said looking to the man's gun. He could understand why the elder had wanted it to be removed from such a pure place.

"I won't ask where you got it from or why you have it. That isn't my place." he looked back to Solan rather than looking at the grotesque thing, "but others will notice it." this incident just brought up more fears about those around him falling from ascension.

"But you came here to meet with everyone and see what the whole plan is didn't you." his hand resting on his katana, "I have found transport and gear for a number of us to make our way to visit the pole of this planet. At this pole is a trial of a god, this god bestows gifts and boons upon those who complete those trials and prove themselves worthy."

"When we are all here and have decided who wishes to go, then I we can make our way." a lot of repeat but he really didn't want to get into an argument about the weapon Solan now held.

Solan nods:

"I will go with you".."The weapon has a mind of its own and I have no doubt it will attempt to corrumpt me, but I am not able to be corrupted.  My nature is freedom, freedom of choice, and freedom to choose my own path".

He looks at Huoshui: "You may doubt my methods but I will always put the mission in front of my own goals, and being part of the team I will do what is in the best intrests of the team".

An absolute, I am not able to be corrupted, a dangerous statement. Huoshui could watch out for signs of corruption but again was it his place. This would be a subject for a future set of meditation.

"To doubt your methods and the path you walk is again not my place to say." he said playing lightly with the two pebbles he kept near him at all times, "You are aware of it, that is good enough for now."

"I do not doubt you. I have witnessed some of your work and would be glad to have you by my side during the trials." he motioned to his katana, "Besides I don't do long range too well."

Solan looks at Huoshui, a glimmer of who he once was passes thru Solans eyes which Huoshui notices..

"I respect you and your powers as well as the peace you are able to find within yourself, I see power in it..I have much anger, much hate in me..Thou it was not always the case..I look to not give up on my hate and my anger for it drives me, makes me survive when others can not, it gives me focus..I do wish to use it, to nuture it and keep in under control"..

"I may call on you one day Huoshui, to help me if that anger or hate takes over mye for hate and anger are good if they can be controled, used, and focsued on something instead of simply distruction"..

Huoshui smiles for a second before replying, "Hate and anger are your foci, I respect you recognise and channel this. Peace or the illusion I give out of that, is something my training allows. I too focus anger and hate into a weapon." holding on to the katana he draws it slightly revealing its jet black blade, "This blade has been a focus for me since it was given to me by a friend. Through its blade I focus those emotions where they need be." sliding the blade back he continues, "I do not qualify to such a school but there are monks who do focus on forcing anger through their fists and weapons. I am more the meditation type though."

"If one day you do call upon my help I will be there. May that day never be needed my friend." looking back to Solan, "Each has their own path, may yours take you to ascension."

His gaze goes up and down Solan, "Solan my friend, how are you with climbing and such acts? One stage that I fear will be the most difficult for us all in the trials, is a trek through a forest of blood ice. We have to avoid them as much as possible, they tear the very being of an object." his eyes catching on the weapon again before rising back to Solan, "I have no doubt you will hold strong against the trials of combat to meet the god but before we get to these there is the storm and ice field."

Solan nods to Huoshui:

"I am a surviver, of that their is no doubt..I will live regardless of what happens..but I will live on my own terms..No one or thing will ever be beholden to me..I follow my own path be it the path of good or damantion..Each man walks alone always..I will not die..I will survive of that their can be no doubt..But I will survive as me, who i am and nothing will ever be able to take that from me".

Solan looks at the sword, "It is good you have a weapon that you use..I am a weapon. my skill and my patience or what I rely on..I plan, I think, and every action I make has a plan and outcome that I have arranged for".

"I am a warring fist, an Akashic Monk. Kageryū is my ally and conduit through which my strength extends." he shakes his head, "If needed I can cause my fists to cut through the pattern and chi of another, this is a gift of my training but it is draining."

"I do not use Kageryū, it and I become one. This is Do." he smiles, "but that bond would be bad for you and your weapons I can see, it is a different path to the one you walk."

He laughed, "You are more than a weapon my friend, there is more to life than fighting. Hopefully when all this horrible chaos is over you can find some peace and realise this."

"Perhaps" Says Solan.."But Peace is something I have never found and wouldn't know how to serach for"..

He stops and looks at Houshi, "We seek a god, do we not..I am ready and wish to see what a god looks like and if forced see if it can bleed".

"Peace is different for every person. Indeed is the path of searching for peace." he looks to the mandala in the palm of his glove, "The universe is infinity vast, and just as complicated. To find peace and understand it all is often referred to, by many sects and creeds, as Ascension. If any of us knew what to search for would any of us still be here?" he said with a smile.

"It is a god yes, also I believe the spirit of this planet. I would try to say something about your attitude of wanting to see if he can bleed is poor, but the challenges must be met with force. So your way of thinking might benefit us till we finally meet him, but I would like to stress when we do meet him we must show up most respect." he closes his palm and rests his hand within his robes, "To anger a god wouldn't be a good thing I'm sure you are aware."

Huoshui looked around, "We need just wait for the others and we can be off."

"I am no fool"..

"This god or whatever it calls itself is stronger than I am..I wish to learn from it and not be killed by it"..

"I resepct power that is not a problem:".

Devalana comes out of the room in the temple feeling refreshed and ready for the upcoming adventure.  And though she has spent the night before standing and holding her sword, she has been in a meditative trance that has helped her to mentally and spiritually prepare for the upcoming quest while her body has also readied itself.

She had a very light breakfast of thin gruel, at her own request, so as not to offset the delicate balance that her body and mind have achieved.  She fed well before the actual quest began, but she is going to ease herself back into the everyday reality around her.  When she saw some of her companions, she silently moved to join them; the Lady maintained her silence until such a time she was spoken to.

"I am sorry, I did not mean you were a fool." he replied seeming honestly apologetic.

Seeing a familiar face arrive and come up to them, Huoshui smiled and greeted her, "I hope your rest was adequate."

A secretive smile plays on the knight's face as she considers the question posed by her ally.  She responds good naturedly,  "I am ... indeed well rested, good my lord.  I thank thee for thy concern."  Looking at these fellows, she makes her own query, "And how art thou mine own quest companions?  Is all well with thee?"

"As well as it can be I feel." he answered with a smile, "I would be lying if I did not worry about the task before us and the ... quest as a whole."

"I believe we now only need to wait for Raven, and possibly the representative he met with. I am unsure what is going on with that. It would not be a leap of judgement to guess what type of man they would send." he rested his hand upon his katana subconsciously, "I am troubled to be truthful, upon the meeting of this god. I am to ask for him to make of me a grave for a dragon, odd as that may sound. I have meditated to prepare myself for this but I keep finding myself thinking that it will be hard to become worthy of this task."

Devalanna failes awareness roll for the gun, which is probably a good thing. While she has the forces to understand that radiation is an unstable form of energy laden  with entropy and falling apart braking apart other things, a damaged and unhealthy corrupt energy. I dought she understands it very well..... it's everywhere in space radiating out from the wyrms domain... it's new to her and she's probly confused and uneased by the whole thing when there is no one to explain it to her.  Unless she got a good breffing by sisters of her little cult that have been out in space and exsperianced it *shrugs*.

Just saying something that should probly be thought about....

She can sense energy and radiation.... but lived her whole life in a radiation free environment.  If no one explained what it is to her who knows how she feels..... and if it was explained to her it could have been explained in some odd ways.

Solan nods to the lady:

"Warrior it is good to see you again as well". He says thou no smile crosses his scared and ugly face.

The hitman's leggy stride exuded professionalism as he kept pace alongside the four-armed fighter. As they approached the temple, a hand slipped into the fold of a brown leather jacket. Fingers smoothly drew out a 1-inch bar which immediately expanded into a plain gray circlet. Ix placed the device around his mohawked head, pressing a button on his comm glove to activate it. A large "----" floated alongside his temple awaiting a thought-infused input. The device's functions were crude, but at times it expedited communication.

The group was now within sight, and Ix subtly slowed his stride to allow Raven to make the initial contact for him. The assassin's eyes took in each member's mien.

The knight shone brightly in her armor, and the blade she carried seemed more than simple steel. They embodied the ancient Earthborne fairy tales of damsels and dragons. Still, Ix couldn't help but wonder if her choice of wear was a product of practicality or the dregs of dementia. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.

The convict, cloaked in foreboding black, seemed more crazed than he imagined. There was little he could see of the man's cybernetic components, but his scarred face and soul-sucking eyes did well to heighten his reputation. Ix eyed the gun suspiciously, wondering if that too was a profit of the man's undisclosed debt closure.

The monk was...leafy. At least his head appeared so. As he and Raven drew closer, his assumption was made correct on recognition of the addition of the man's worn wooden arms. The killer's thought was that the man was a student of the Order of the Vine. Since they were no martial organization, he just thought the man was of an unknown species.

Thin fingers once again reached up, gently touching the bullet that rested on his chain. For once, despite his own scars and Mayan-modern style, Ix felt surprisingly normal...

.

The man walking with Ix would have seemed a stranger more than not to the others for he wore a surplus Marine space suit that had been augmented to handle four arms. Around the middle of the getup was an assortment of weapons, blades and handguns from the looks of it. As the assassin stopped the other strode forward. when he was several feet from the others, the figure reached out one hand and pressed a button on some form of control panel located on one wrist. this activated an external speaker and then a familiar voice piped out of the system.

"Caw caw all you happy people. The party can start, Raven's in the house! FW, Solan good Lady knight with a weird name I can't remember, this here is Ix. He's the one the Senex guys sent, the one I met with. He doesn't speak, but he has this neat gizmo he wears that allows him to communicate with you. I can personally vow for the guy, he and I go way back. Treat him nice and you don't have anything to worry about. Oh, one thing; don't touch him. He hates it, and if you did you might live to regret it but no promises. So that's a big no no. He's here for a couple of reasons but i'll let him explain it or not as he will.

"Oh, and boss? You told me to get something to handle bad weather so I picked up this suit. It's got food and water storage, it's own oxygen supply so I don't damage anything breathing frozen air, and to boot I got some new toys that should take care of anything nasty we run into. Does that fit the bill?"

Raven's and Ix's suits start making a faint sound.
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Devlana was pleased to hear the familiar voice of the Bird Man when the metal thing spoke.   His new raiment did seem wondrous strange, as did his new companion.  She smiled a bit and nodded to them.  Yet something tugged on her awareness, something fell and Unclean.  The sense of it had been growing as she had moved away from the temple, almost unnoticable at first, but now it could not be denied.  She could not place it's source, but it was making her increasingly uneasy.  She remained silent and watched the faces of her fellows, earching for some sign that she was not the only one to sense its presence.

The monk watched their approach, from Raven's last meeting with Huoshui the only thing that had changed was that his robes were a different colour. The blue colour of the robes spoke more of the true nature of the man than his current paradox scars, if caught in the light at the correct angle it seemed to be constantly moving. The scars were already fading, the green returning to his natural colour and the bark returning to skin.

Huoshui smiled as he saw how prepared the two had made themselves, Raven in a full body environment suit. The monk was not too familiar with technology, especially ones of this kind but understood the principle. He couldn't help but take this to mean that some here were unable to draw from the æther, this didn't surprise him but was something to note. "Welcome Ix." he opened with a bow, "I hope Raven has updated you sufficiently with the situation." he was happy for the assistance of Senex but still couldn't bring himself to fully trust them or their people, no matter how much he tried, old brotherhood/euthanatos wounds still scarred his soul he had to guess.

"What ever Raven has told you my name is Huóshui Zuìquán of the akashic brotherhood. Currently looking into this situation independently of my tradition. The goal of today is seek aid or assistance of the local god, I have a pact with a spirit which I must complete which requires I meet this god. I invite any others who wish to join me." he smiles and rests his hands on his sword.

Noticing Devalanna's seeming unease, Huoshui shakes his head. "Some of you may have noticed that air of corruption, I refer you to Solan and I'm sure he could explain more than I on this matter."
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Actualy the monks hair was still mostly green, but it was not grass like... it would stay green permantly, untill cut... the new hair (the roots of his hair too) will be growing in his natural color... unless you want green hair. lol)

His arms are mostly back to normal just a little dry and darker earthy tones like his got a tan... (also lasting un till his body meletonien levels adgust)

Alternatively once the last of the paradox has leaked off he could use life magic to fix it quickly, but he's been thought agents such things. Fixing paradox with magic is generally a bad thing.
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Solan stepped back getting out of arms length with all of the people in the group, he didn't like being that close to people.

His Rifle (the normal one) was across his shoulder the strap holding it on and he kept it pointing down his hand on the handle of the gun thou his finger was not.

He looked at IX his eyes taking in the man showing no emotion.  He simply stood waiting and listening.

He did give a polite nod to Raven, out of respect to the man and his abilities. Solan dark cloak blew about him in the breeze as he waited to be told what their objective was and what kind of difficulties he could expect.

As Raven addressed the group in his blue-collar style, Ix couldn't help but take a second to smile beneath his scarf. The vet had always been a ham, and his obvious difference to his own personality was refreshing. But as soon as the unseen smile appeared it was gone. Ix settled back into business mode very quickly.

His senses were keen enough to pick up on several of the group's nuances; the knight's sword, the monk's physical makeup, the convict's weapon. Yet he kept the newfound information just has he kept his emotions: to himself.

He nodded to Huóshui as he was welcomed, and crossed his arms as the monk spoke. On mention of the strange energy, Ix raised a knowing eyebrow but suppressed himself from further comment. Instead he met Solan's eyes with his own, taking in the man's demeanor for only a short moment of time.



Ix looked to his left at the words that appeared in thin air...




With two fingers pressed together, he reached up to adjust the ring that encompassed his head.

It annoyed him somewhat that Senex were still after the fragment, but at least from what he knew they were planning on containing it rather than weaponising. Their order had always respected entropy and such energies. "We have heard no more of the artifact than what is in the news. What damages do you speak of, if its from the previous event that would be the attack of the station, all I know is on the news by now I'm sure."

He was a bit concerned that Ix had mentioned the ship, both it and he were on a wanted list now. Wanted for questioning, if such a thing was really the case. "I don't know what Senex thinks we are upto, but looking into the group that attacked the station and seemed to be after the artifact is the goal. We believe that they and it are related to the destruction of the station and plan to do more." Huoshui held tightly on to his katana as he explained what his next action would be, "Before I continue on that path however I will be visiting the God of this planet, I'm not sure if Raven has explained this to you but it is something I must do. A promise I made to a spirit, I must honour it before moving on. I have offered that others may join me, this is a god after all and the favor of a God can only be a boon."

"I also suggest you not mention that ship again, I refer you to the local news as for why." he said as he felt he needed to explain why he wouldn't answer on the ship or help with where she was parked. "If you wish for me to answer more on the current situation, I would ask of you that you tell me what they have told you. There are aspects of this situation which are personally tied to myself and I would not share more than I have to." visions he had while on the station, and his avatar's past were tied or guiding him through this. He fully believed they were all here for a reason, he just couldn't be sure of Ix yet.

Noticing Devalanna's seeming unease, Huoshui shakes his head. "Some of you may have noticed that air of corruption, I refer you to Solan and I'm sure he could explain more than I on this matter."


Solan looks at the group, "I have nothing to explain, what I do is on me and you are not the morla judge of my life or the choices I make".

"I will not be a henderence to the mission" Says Solan to the group.

"I will go on this mission and if the god does not wish to see me I shall not bother the entity" Says Solan.

My eyes! The goggles, they do nothing!":P

A Message comes through to Huoshui on his com from Yogan. <Hey, I need to know how many will be coming along and you need to hurry down here.... we should head out in the next hour or so if we want to make our window with some time to go over things.  Besides a storm might pick up and slow us down, best to leave early in the morning as we can.>
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"That would be our call, if you wish to join me Ix you are welcome. And to everyone else last chance to choose to stay." he said as he quickly checked his gear, making sure he had everything he needed.

Huoshui sensed something from the gun Solan had, a mind. The more disturbing thing was he could sense it was extending its influence to Solan, trying to tempt him and corrupt him. He barely noticed it but it was there, he had been right to keep an eye on it and would have to continue.

Ix listened intently to what Huóshui had to say. At the referral to the news he held his hand out to activate his comm. It took only seconds for the news to pop up with articles pointed at a particular tragedy. It only took Ix a quick once-over to put two and two together.

He looked up just as Solan finished talking before new words flashed into being.

quote:

I'm no judge. But you are my charge. Do not. Attempt to overRIDE Senex authority. G1ven to me.

A slight eye twitch was made more noticeable on the professional's stonily focused face.


Ix stared Solan down before his attention turned back toward FW.



It seemed his choice was nearly made for him. He was to keep a handle on the convict, and find clues in everything he encountered.

quote:

Another day. In the life.

...

He hadn't meant to think out loud.

Solan looks at Ix.

"I will not override your Senex authority based on the conditions I see fit, I am a logical man, logic will dictate my work ethic and you have yet to show me your leadership or decision making abilities".

Solan says to the thing, his eyes not caring what Ix thought about him or didn't think.

In his cold and emotionless voice:
"I have asked for armor and grens, have your acquired me some for this mission I assume..Senex has claimed they will outfit me with gear for jobs I need and want my armor for this mission, no payment will be made as Senex has made this condition of providing proper equipment, thou I believe they have failed in this since and if not properly equipped I will consider this contract void due to failure to abide by said contract".
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Tink keeps his distance not following Raven, squawking unpleasant squawks at solan before flying off.


The only notable new news is that there is an incress in the number of geomes in space. Usually there not many away from the digital realm, thick parts of the pattern web, or in the info sphere... however there starting to show up more away from these places.  Also attack geomes are becoming more hostile.

Ix casually moved his hands to his hips, supporting his weight on one leg as that damned bird squawked and fidgeted. A violent thought crossed his mind, but instead he casually turned his attention back to Solan.



The threat was subtle, but made substantial by the coolness in Ix's face. The hitman glanced to the monk with a question in his eyes before turning back to the convict.



Ix promptly turned his attention back to Huóshui. He offered a small bow of his head.

quote:

My apologies for. This disruption. It is business that. Must be addressed. Are there any final. Aspects of. This mission that I. Should be made aware. Of?

And perhaps on. The way. You can tell me of. The Vivo. Instead.

OCC

I am right to asume you guys brought the armor and the grenades though with the supplies... (guessing in a crate or something)????

also .... like the way your handling the holo thing. Has the concentration and disciple to form words due to trainning willpower and meditation..... but not having any mind sphere he don't have the will or control them particularly well and they come out all fucked up....  I like it...




Huoshi gets 2 temp paradox, and a small amount of wyrm/entropic taint


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Huoshui subtly held opened his palm, two fingers touching the mandala on his palm. Then raised his hand to his head, as if experiencing a painful headache.

"I, yeah. Though I doubt I know more about the vivo than you might have been told." he reaches to his comm replying to Yogan their numbers and that they are on their way. "We should go, the storm will only get worse the longer we leave it. Ix, for the time being I will share what the trial is. When we get through the trial I will share more on what I have found of Vivo and the people I believe are behind it. I hope you understand my caution."

"There is a storm, we will have to walk through it. Also there will be blood ice to traverse, the ice rends through the very pattern of a being so caution is key. Spirit will also be present, they must be fought and cannot be reasoned with." his speech changed as he clearly seemed to be having issues with something. "Finally an arena, where a final battle will take place." he rubs his eyes and shakes his head, then begins to lead to where they would meet their transport.

Solan looks at Ix his eyes uncaring:

"The terms of the contract state the Senex will supply me with gear and equipment proper to the mission. I need armor, you have gotten me some (Assuming I see it) Give it to me and take up payment with your superior" Says Solan.

"If you do not or can not, than I will leave as Senex has failed to follow the contract rules, as for jail..My only charge is destruction of public property. I am willing to go to jail or fight my cause in court. I have everything documented in both my camera and paper transcripts".

Ix regarded the monk with a deep peering gaze, nodding once he was given the the proper instructions. He adjusted the two large duffel bags on each of his shoulders.

quote:

I und3rstand. Let us. ^Move.

quote:

V0id your. conTraCt? Be my Guezt. No credits. NO gear.

No skin off my ass, he thinks after he terminates the circlet. Senex can deal with him, and they'll tell me what to do.

OOC: of course he has his shit. The whole time...*shady whistling*

Thx, didn't want it to work too easy as that'd take the fun out of muteness.

And when can I spend exp sink can be more useful on this venture? I'd like to up my Prime and other things.

You can spend exp at any time just im me or pm.

Huoshui is messaged again. <Ok then it will be 1.2 million, if you don't have it all upfront you will have to leave something as collateral.>

Raven waved to get Ix's attention.

I'm getting a reading of 8~13 RADs down here standard background in the city but out of place here. Something about Solan upset Tink, and while that could be because tin pants shot him, I can't get that dream I told you about out of my head. These three things together, I think your charge is packing bale fire."

The old man was set to go and turned in the direction of the monk but as before wouldn't go until Solan did first. there was no way the splicer was going to let a man at his back who had tried to get him into a duel to the death twice.

"We have a ride to the pole and the trial. Cost will be 1.2 million for all of us." Huoshui said as he read off the message he had received. Still showing signs of having a headache, he clearly looks to Solan and the weapon containing the bale fire and, what he himself believed to be something worse. Only shaking his head and moving on, not wanting to confront Solan about it fearing that interfering would only allow the thing inside the weapon to tempt the ally easier. He still trusted Solan, even if he had just tried to disrupt the communication.

Huoshui took to life and all its aspects as Do, all things and actions could be Do. Since his recent re-awakening to his form of Do and the enlightenment it gave, he would practice it. As he began to lead them to where they would meet their ride he walk was light, as if every step was masterfully taken.

Develanna missed much of the subtlety of what was being said and discussed around her, but the one thing that she did know was that this "corruption" was emitting from the metal man Solan.  And he had seemed to not only claim it, but show no discomforture or willingness to be rid of the same.  It mattered not whether it was himself or a talisman upon his person -- he was himself Unclean.  Her conscience struggled within her.  It was true that  she could in no wise be the man thing's judge, but was he so much the fool that he thought that his actions would not affect the team at all?  Could a corrupted hand not poison the whole body?

She wished that she had been given an instructor or mentor for to guide her on her own Great Quest.  Her lack of knowledge had led her to swear to a quest with such as Solan.  And he heckled like a fishwife!  Of a surety, such a one with grand armor needs must be a lord, but he acted as if he were a commoner.  It confused her greatly.



She spoke to the monk in a soft voice,

" "ere we go into danger, I needs must tell thee summat of great import good my lord, but I will leave the 'when' to thy discretion.  Do thou lead on!"

I would like to note that the gun is full of entropic/wyrm resonance.... it's not the only thing there that is.... just the worce... and a good gap ahead of everything else....

Raven has some perminate taint from unhealthy pre-fall drug, food, and generaly poor living.  Wyrm tainted possessed food... but particularly a good deal of taint, even at times banes in beer, cigarets, and drugs.

Prossessed food is quite clean now, and drugs for the most part are ok depending on the sorce....  but Raven was around before pentex got outed and things got cleaned up, and had a stockpile of cigs stuck out in the waistlands.  So yes, he's got over a full perminate point of tainted entropic/wyrm resonance.

And Ix has been exsposed to some things while hunting them down, and has been near enugh to shard realm entropy for it to leave it's mark, that and all ethoanuos have a small amount a jhor (usaly that fades) from there awakening and the ritual death they go through in there order.

so while you don't get numbers ICly... OCCly... this should help you get a judge of things

Gun SEAMS to have like 3~5 perminate taint  (is actually more yes)
Raven ~2 perminate taint
Ix ~1 perminate taint
Solan  a fair amount of temp taint...
Huoshui a small small amount of tempt taint....

"You speak in a soft tongue my lady if something rests upon your soul that is of great import and you feel you must share it then do please continue." he replies in a similarly soft voice. "But if this is something more of a private or delicate manner then if you wish when we arrive for transport we may step aside." he tried to calm his mind with the pebbles from his home garden, they always helped, spinning in his palm on top of the mandala he had received from the elder on the station. He still needed to bring justice to those who had done wrong, that is what the brother asked him to do.

He stroked a finger across his new blue robes, a symbol of his change and another gift of aid from his brotherhood. Yet more aid he needed to honour with action against those who would mean harm. He looked to the lady knight, he could tell she was questioning things. "Also if you struggle at all with something laying on your mind do not fear to speak out, you have chosen to fight alongside us. If there is more of what we have done or will do you wish to know ask, I will share with you. If I didn't, how could I say I was a friend?" he smiled to her.

Solan nods to IX:

"I have no money and I would like to be an asset to the team, I require some sort of armor and the other supplies I asked for.  In order for me to be a valued member of this quest these items will come in handy, I would not expect anyone to enter combat with out some sort of protection.  What do you purpose?" Asks Solan.

Solan was a reasonable man, logic alwayws prevailed with him. He would come to terms with IX one way or another.

The knight's face was suddenly clear of trouble or worry as she smiled at this man who had become a friend,

"Indeed I count thee as a friend My Lord -- which is more than I can claim of all my companions.  But I am sworn to this quest and to this company.  I have but two concerns: I know not of what I need to survive this journey which thou hast said will be fierce indeed.  Wouldst thou assist me in acquiring the same?  And my other is a request.  Under no circumstances  -- and I do mean NO circumstances -- allow the opening of my chest or the party will be destroyed.  An I am conscious I will tell any chirgeon but if I am not, do not let it happen e'en should it mean my life.  Tis better that I should perish than all of you should!"

Her request was sincere.  There was no false modesty in her demeanor.  She hoped that he could sense this.

(don't know if your trying to lie or you just don't know but you have 300k solan)

In reply to Devalanna (msg # 251):

"The trials ahead of us are just that, trials laid down before us by a God. The god of this planet in fact, a powerful spirit born of the rock of which we stand. I cannot claim myself even a student of the spirit realm but my people believe all things to have a spirit, and the one we are to meet is one." he placed a hand on her shoulder and continued, "What you need to survive this journey is your skill and determination. More than that I cannot say but the person who is to provide us with transportation has promised gear and items to help us."

Motioning to his garbs, the bag on his back and the katana by his side, "As you can see unlike the others I am not carrying much, as you may have come to expect from people of my tradition but this trial is from my understanding often taken by those of the shapeshifting kind. And my little understanding of their people leads me to believe your sword, strength and skill shall hold you through." looks briefly back to the others, "The God, he is a warrior. What we bring is ourselves, to prove to him we are worthy. Others gather weapons, armour, and other such things. I myself prepared by training, working with my brothers and other such things. Everyone walks their own path, and has their own way of doing things." he turned and smiled back at her, "I hope that helps."

His explanation and evaluation of their trial may have been overkill but it was due to his confusion over the request but he was happy to accept. "I cannot say I fully understand but you can rest assured that I accept your request and will assist you in this manner." holding a fist against his chest in front of his heart, "I swear to this."

Raven caught Ix's attention, and the man was quick to reply.

"Yes. I've come to the same conclusion. I think the monk and chick know too. From his rifle I've presumed. For now, I suggest we keep the knowledge as low-key as possible. Don't want to upset any civilians. Otherwise, if he gets out of line...the solution is simple..." Ix was sure Raven could read between the lines.


Ix walked behind the monk and knight, and in front of the freak and cyborg. He heard Solan speak to him from behind, yet Ix remained aloof. It seemed Solan was draining the professional of his patience. Still, rudeness wasn't in his core values. Utilizing the dwindling reserves of his restraint, he turned around and signed again to Raven quickly, nodding his head at Solan before he spun back around.

The assassin listened quietly as FW and Devforgothername engaged in discourse. He also took in the martial scholar's stride, noticing the easy shifting of weight and soundless steps. It made him miss his own free time, where training was routine, and his old Mentor fed him ancient knowledge. Now it felt like forever since he visited the shooting range, free-ran a city, or even walked the "ashen paths" to train his stealth. He sighed as he adjusted his gear and looked around him. All I've got is a cocky criminal, a missing mentor, and a death wish with a deity.

But after years of compensating for his dismal occupation, his thoughts righted themselves: A cocky criminal that wasn't his problem, a missing mentor that already offered assistance, a death wish with a deity that will at least be the last great thing he did. Raven at least was a familiar face, and the other two were kind enough as far as he saw. But wasn't there a doctor?

Finally, other thoughts came to mind...

1.2 Mil? Who the fuck's paying?
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(if everyone pays there own way, 200k, you guys have enugh together)

Solan attempts to be the last person and seeing Raven he nods to the man.

"We shall walk side by side, that way you won't have to turn your back on me".."But I have considered or feud over. I asked you to not spy on me you agreed. I have no animosity towards you and look forward to working with you in this endeavor. I am a rational man and fighting you know that we have everything settled is irrational".

Says Solan to the ex Marine, Raven.

On the other side of his helmet, Raven smiled. Solan seemed to have reached a solution to their impass, and he had dismissed any idea of a death duel, for the moment anyway. Plus the suit the old fighter was wearing was enough to protect him from the low level radiation coming off the cyborg.

"Sounds good to me, friend. Good thing our feud is over, since we'll find plenty of chances to die soon enough if I understand the trials correctly. Oh, just for the record I didn't spy on you before. The bird you shot is a gremlin they love to cause trouble for trouble's sake, and that one loves shiny stuff. You are one big shiny to him, and he couldn't resist, not that he tried to very hard."

She was filled with relief at his words.  She had been feeling like a child who had suddenly found herself thrust into a grownup world.  It was embarrassing to have to admit to being ignorant all the time.  But now she knew that whatever she needed to survive would be provided.  ANd she had gotten acceptance of her request not to be operated on without any embarrassing or hard to answer questions.  Now she could focus on living through the adventure to further her own sacred quest.  And behind her, she caught snatches of the bird man and the metal man making some sort of peace between them.  She wondered if it were real; or a trap .. and she was glad that it was not her problem!

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The ship in question they went too looked like it as mostly made of wood and rice paper, some steam punk pice of shit that looked like it was held together buy duck tape and a dream. Though those with prime, mater, or spirit senses could see the ships patterns were far more stable than it looked.

The man that came out looked like a young American with some Japanese heritage. He was wearing the kinda steamtechish clothing and gear you would exspect with a son of eather, with several rolled up (like scrolls) pices of rice paper here and there on him with brushes and bottles. It was rather odd the bottles seamed to be all organic ink not something you see much and they staied in the bottle even when upside down and no lid, and a few of the brushes had little scalpel like blades on the other end.


Looking over the group gathered he yelled out quite loudly "ああ,地獄...ない ない", and ran down the ramp. "There is no way in any one of the 1000 hells your going to bring that abomination anywhere even NEAR my ship." he was holding a pair of wooden brushes with horse hair at one end, and silver scalpel blades at the other. "Not another step, she's sensitive and I have a hard enough time with the calibrations with out a monster like that irking her."

Huoshui had been expecting this, it was an infection. His japanese was limited but he had picked up enough to know that he wasn't pleased. "Solan as you can see, while you carry that many places will turn you away. If you think you can resist the corruption, at least think of the opportunities that that thing will make unavailable to you."

He walked up to the man, "I'm sorry it is something that he had picked up while I was making my own arrangements." troubled by this he had to wait to see what Solan would do, no matter how much Huoshui wanted to guide and help people. A person had to choose their own path.

"Picked up? Something... it's a monster... something that should not be that still what abomination means is it not? Gaia blesses her children that Caine's curse kills us.... but no this beast is so far from her such is lost on it... I can smell it all on him, the stench is overpowering." He spits at Solans feet, apparently thinking he is the source of the smell and not his weapon. "If he is truely your friend a quick death is what you owe him.... or if you think he can actually be redeemed." he laughs lightly. "Then I can try and open a hell for him that may actually cleanse his body and soul.... though I think the waters will merely consume him."

He's actually barring fangs at solan and has 'whiskers' of sorts on his cheeks along with some longer ears than before...

Before they get their:

OOC-If possible Solan will pay IX for the Dragon Skin Armor:



Solan nods to the beast man,

"I understand your reasons but I assure you, I am not lost to corruption. What I have may be evil but I will use it to further or cause. I am simply a man that will use what is available to fight evil and complete my mission even if the tools of that evil are used against it"..

up to ix

Ix shook his head as Solan acquired another protester. The criminal was not gaining any favors with him, and an assassin's good graces were often more desirable than wealth. He sighed inwardly as he punched in commands into his power glove. First, he deposited the cred chip that Solan provided (FINALLY, foolish man) into his account. Secondly he took only seconds to generate a chip in the amount of 200k.

He rolled it across the top of his fingers one one hand. The other hand rested on his hip as he watched the proceedings silently. Ix was not gifted in diplomatic dealings, and the monk seemed to have a way with words.

Ix would allow Solan to do that, since that's what he wanted. Az can you price it? Ix isn't a hustler but he may or may not add interest out of his growing impatience for Solan (roll for it lol). That's how my character would react.
He would offer Solan the armor and 2 of each requested grenade (flash, emp, frag). Why only 2 of each? Because Ix doesn't trust an argumentative convict with a monsterbalefiredeathcannon gun lol
Also would Ix know what the fk that dude is? The painting rabbit freak?
Finally apologies for slowness. I really enjoy this game and rping with you all..

You guys didn't tell me how much dram you wanted to grab... it was 12k each.

Just remember this guy wants 200k from each of you for the trip, gear, and advice.

The mans features returned fully human as he seamed more shocked than anything.... it wasn't him, but the gun? That as something fairly shocking. "Where did you..... who... who would create such an atrocity. Binding flesh and spirit into form that... this is..." He shook his head. "It may be a fitting punishment for such an abomination to trapped so, but it is truly despicable." He seamed to understand though none of the group had such skill to do something like that. "You can not fight evil whilst you spread it.... If you will not let me deal with this horror, know I will not take you anywhere while you carry it.... espeshaly not if you intend to use it in the trials, spreading the Dragons disease to the warriors children will only gain his wrath."

The idea of where the thing had come from had been worrying Huoshui, but he had slowly come to know Solan. He was a warrior of sorts, different to what he was used to but not evil or corrupt. "Solan, please understand. This thing, you may be strong enough to resist its temptations and corruption but know that it is not just you who it will try to sway." he pleaded to his ally, "I won't use the, what do others call it, the flowery language I would normally. This man has offered to take us to the trial and help us dispose of the corruption."

Maybe it was more time for Huoshui to admit more why he was taking the trial himself, "My friend, this trial. The whole reason I am taking this is to prove myself worthy in my eyes to be bound with a Lóng." he pulled a sleeve up revealing the Kaja written into his flesh, "I too seek a weapon, an ally. I ask that the warrior carve into my flesh the sleeping place. This is why we go, so that I might obtain power and prove to myself that I can continue along this path to stop what we witnessed the beginning of." wishing he could promise or even offer Solan a weapon or something at the end of this he finished with, "You are a warrior, more of one than I am. This is the trial of the warrior god. You might not be spiritual but destroying this piece of corruption and proving yourself to him might lead you to become greater than you are now."

Even if he could not promise that Solan would gain anything even close to material from this trail, it could be seen in his eyes that he was making a promise that he would help Solan grow in strength. They were all a team now, sworn battle-brothers.

Solan looks at the group:

"I wish to go on this quest, this trail and this weapon is evil and if that is the case I will offer it to the god as my penance".

"I will not use this weapon on his children, It will come with me and be offered at the feet of the war god. He may smite me and kill me but it is the best I can do"..

Says Solan.

"I am not evil, I simply seek power, but I would not sell my soul for it, this gun has already offered me that and I have turned down that offer".

Ix listened to the monk, and would have laughed to himself if he could. I'm on a mission...to see a Deity of Destruction...with a bull-headed criminal...and a monk on a pilgrimage...to fulfill his warring wet dreams...in obtaining more power? I am not in the business of charity. The professional would have walked away just then, but a job was a job. Had he not known Raven was involved, he would have washed his hands of the whole thing. Senex, I'm expecting a large chunk of cred out of this.

The unusual man was vocal in the obvious nature of the convict's device. Ix could have not shown any less care for Solan's predicament, and activated his circlet to share his straightforward sentiments.



Solan, Ix would charge you 40k.

"If it can batter for souls that makes it even more dangerous. I can't make you give it up, but I won't let it on my ship... she just won't stand for it."

solan gives 40k to ix...

Ix gives the following to solan

Dragon Skin <armor ratting 4, dex reduction -2 >

2 Frag Grenade
*<Range Strx10+5, Damage 12(K5/C15)>

2 Smoke Grenade
*No damage creates cover.

2 Flash Grenade
*<Range Strx10+5, Damage Special>
*Wits + alertness diff 8 cover eyes, 3 success needed. If 'hit' with grenade they are blinded/deafened for 7 (12 if heightened senses active) - perception/stamina rounds. Senses slowly return.

2 EMP Grenade
*<Range Strx10+5, Damage Special>
*Dose 10 dice of damage as stun damage to electronic devices. If they take more damage than stamina/durability then the device shuts down and will need repaired. Some machines are shielded from such damage.

OH YAH!!

Ix and Raven.... still need to know about the dram... how much you were going to buy.

"Solan, I'm sorry to say... I have to admit I've been monitoring thoughts, checking for its attempts at corrupting us." he rubbed his head again, "This headache is because of my attempts to silence it." he looked to the group apologetically, not everyone was trained in the mind sphere and were able to protect their thoughts. He had to keep remind himself he wasn't surrounded by disciplined monks of his order anymore.

"It will try to corrupt the ship, it will just spread its sickness. Best we dispose of it now, I'm sure the god will sense what you have done." Huoshui was pleased they had convinced the fox that Solan was not a bad person, they just needed to destroy that abomination.

"It is your call" Says Solan both Huoshui and the captain.

Solan looks to the group and the captain, his voice void of emotion. Simnply stating facts:

"I have no anonymity towards anyone, if you feel like the gun can not come that I shall not bring it, If you will give me 30 mins I shall return the gun to where it came from" Says Solan.

That Says and agreed upon Solan will turn and run off to take the gun back to where it belongs.

People following or waiting?

Huoshui trusted Solan to do what was right, he would have preferred the weapon be destroyed but a long as it was gone that would solve their immediate problems.

He would wait, so instead of following him Huoshui looked to the group. Making a quick hand sign with one hand under his robe, his eyes looking to their equipment and also the newer members. It didn't hurt to know what you would be working along side.

Solan will send a message:

Message: To Ix and Huoshui

"I will no longer have a weapon to hurt sprits now that I am returning the gun, if anyone has a gun or blade that will work I request to use it in this mission"

(you have an energy gun)

Yogan shook his head some. "I can't make your choices for you but I would not trust that man, that thing needs to die." He goes inside his ship for a minute and comes out with a small black orb about a half a foot wide. The darkness to it is... almost imposable dark and it gives off no resonance. "Here you should all probably cleanse yourselves, we don't have time for any rituals... this is some what painful but just sip a mouthful or two if you can and it will help." He touched the top of the sphere moving his fingers inwards in a pattern and then out, causing a hole to open in it. A near blinding light shun out along with intense heat, it was like the sphere had a tinny sun inside. He offered it first to huoshui as he seamed to be the leader and felt the others would be more likely to if he did first.

Huoshui looked to the orb, the void of any resonance was a sight of its own but the light shining from it and he had been told to drink from it. Taking it when offered he looked into it, his journey through life just kept giving him more and more surprises. Being a drunken monk it might not be the worst thing he had ever had.

Taking a mouthful of the contents as told, hoping this would indeed cleanse the taint he had collected.

Some of huoshui's shallower scares are healed, and if he likes the paradox affects left over. Anyone with prime can sense an entice dynamic flush flow through huoshui's resonance and when it passes his resonance was cleansed of the small amounts of taint in him.

Huoshui felt the burning flow through him, from his green hair down to his toes. Feeling his chi calm and return to its gentle flow. The pain was odd, it was as if the substance burnt him but healed instantly. Clearly the monk was in some pain but the smaller scarring on his arms faded, this was truly a powerful brew.

Once done and the pain became more bearable he passed the orb to the others.

It's probably for the better.

Ix watched coolly as Solan hurried away to dispose of the woeful weapon.

The canidae-ish host made the offer to cleanse their bodies, and Ix watched on analytically as the martial scholar was the first to partake of the exotic concoction. Using his magical senses, the killer saw the changes affect the monk nearly instantly, and had no qualms about being next in line to receive the benevolent brew. He nodded to both Huoshui and Yogan before bringing the orb to his lips and taking a sip.

Solan quickly returned to the group.

The gun was gone.

"The gun will no longer be a problem" He stats.

Seeing the group drink the potion he stands in line.

"What is this and what will it do?" He asks the monkey like man.

"It will cleanse your mind of that foul things touch."

Raven was next after Ix and removed his helmet, the old warrior taking the orb from his friend when the other was finished. the bird sniffed at the contents, shrugged, and lifted the container and took a gulp...

"GOD DAMN COCK SUCKING MOTHER FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!

The burning changed to a warm plesantness, and the piolet wiped at his streaming eyes with a free arm as he offered the orb up to another. his voice and croaking whisper, simply said,

"Smooth."

"It does it harder than any liquor I have tried." the monk smiled, feeling oddly refreshed. Not having felt this good for a long time, recalling washing in the waterfalls of the grand temple.

Looking to the brew kept in his water skin on his side. "Well the gun is gone, so I guess once we have all had of our friends magical brew. We can head into the storm."

Ix winced gently as he imbibed the inflammatory brew, feeling some of his accumulated taint sizzle away. Once Raven had his share, Ix handed the bird man his share of grenades and did a final once over of his gear. He would change into his suit once they were on the ship.

Ooc: Ix is good to go. Raven just imply how many of those emp grenades you wanted, then whatever Ix doesn't take will be assumed to be stored back in his room. Ix will be taking one frag, one flash, and 3 emp grenades himself.

Solan also takes the flask and takes a drink like the others.

He didn't know what it was but he took it anyways.

Raven turned his attentions to his friend.

"You got a few spare boom booms you can give me?"

OOC: Ix, if you can give him the same as you. 3 emps, 1 frag and one of the other. Thanks.

Yogen looks over the suits they have prepared. "Environmental controlled suit, smart... but I'm not sure how well it will keep your vision clear. This isn't a normal storm your going into, there is a will behind it and fancy suits and magics will be worked against. But a heater under some instillation? That's going to help. The storm is like an immune system, it puts up some added resistance if it scenes some problems but it's not a conscious effort and it only will put forth so much. For the rest of you I got some gloves, socks, and ear muffs that will keep your core temp up, along with snow goggles."

Solan takes whatever is offered.

If he needs he will use it if not he will keep it in his bag.

As the others took their turns at the orb and then turned to other tasks, Develana took her own opportunity last,. glad that the others were not all watching.  She had no idea what would happen, but the Bird Man seemed to be an experienced drinker, and she could have sworn that steam had come out of some orifice when he swallowed; she peered deeply into the orb, seeking wisdom and otherwise delaying her own tasting of the elixir.  Abandoning her futile search of wisdom in its depths, she raised the orb to her lips, held her breath as she had as a child when avoiding the taste of bitter tinctures, she drank deeply of the cleansing liquid.  She managed to get the orb away from her face when the lava that had seared its way down her throat hit her belly and back-flashed up her esophagus like an inferno roaring up a small tunnel.  To any who saw her, she appeared to have frozen in shock, but actually, her muscles had seized up as she struggled to breathe -- and struggled -- and finally was able to gasp in a welcome quantity of relatively icy air.  She did not speak as she had lost any sensation in her tongue and was not quite sure that she still had one.  Tears gushed from her eyes and snot flowed freely down her face.  Grabbing a corner of her cape, she mopped at her face, grateful that she could still feel her skin.  Mutely she accepted the needed items that would protect her from the cold, though she doubted that she would ever feel cold again.  And truth be told, she felt suddenly wonderful as the liquid eased to a gentle warmth.  She sent a silent prayer to Great Galahad that she would be alone when it was voided.

Huoshui took of his "water" skin, hoping to wash some of the sustained burning feeling away. Looking to the knight as she took of the Orb brew, and smiled.

Happily taking the enviroment gear, he had prepared best he could but this man was the expert. Contemplating any use of the internal alchemy that might be useful to augment his survival skills, but he was reactive by nature so maybe he would use if and when needed. All that was next was to see if his recent enlightenments on Do would aid him in the trial as much as he hoped it would.

When all are in the ship he hands out the gloves, socks, ear mitts, and snow visors, and supplies a crate full of various warm wrappings. "There a dial to control the heat, leave them off for now to conserve power but when you head out into the storm turn them all up all the way. Your bodies warm and cool themselves the most through your ears, feet, and hands with a large number of blood vessels clustered in the areas linked directly to the heart and from there to the internal organs first. So heating or cooling these areas heats and cools your core temperature. There also the first places to frostbite so you want them protected." He reaches into a draw and passes out more of the small black orbs. "Here you may need these, if you drink the entire contents they can heal even the most fatal wounds usually. And if push comes to shove you can pore it out for the heat, poor it in a line between you and the wind and you can get a few minutes of resolve from the storm. But this comes out of your deposit if your lose them or use them.... sunfire is not easy to get, something that can contain it more so."

"What your doing isn't something to take likely, your esenchaly braking into a gods home, and beating up his guards. I just so happens this is the kinda thing that impresses this particular god." He laughs. "Most celestrials don't have an open door policy but if you manage to find your way to them and are respectful they will humor you, if nothing than out of curiosity."

Huoshui took a seat on the ship. Removing his simple shoes to put on the thicker socks, adjusted the snow visor so that is was comfortable, the ear muffs would take some getting used too and the gloves might be an issue. As he placed the items on he was checking his maneuverability, the reason he wore just the robes was for Do so the addition of these items of clothing had to be compensated for.

Nodding to himself after some thought he grabs some wrappings instead of gloves, he wanted to use the glove from the elder but still needed to protect his arms from the cold without restricting his Do. Removing his robe jacket, he tightly wrapped his forearms and hands, just like he used to do in training. Then did the same to his feet and legs, his robes were flowing and open to the winds so this had to be done to keep his temperature for what was to come. This should work, he had the sword for the spirits but Do was always his main defence.

Keeping an eye on the group while making his own preparations, again warnings that this was not a good idea but he had made the promise and had warned the others. He would not stop them if this was what they wanted. "Your help and advice are much appreciated." he said as he finished putting his gear back together, "With what you have done for us and our own skill, I believe we can do this. " Resting his blade across his folded legs, he polished its black blade as he waited for them to arrive.
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"The winds will be to loud to talk, so the earmits have headphones on the same communication line." He holds out a small piece of plastic with little clear adhesive strips on them with a little dot of metal in them. "Theses are the mics, put one on your right cheek and pass it on to the next person." He hands it to Huoshui first. "Dress as warm as you can and still feel comfortable fighting, I have some weapons and armor if you need them. Nothing special but it all comes out of your deposit if you lose or damage it, so if you take something take care of it. Just remember this is like an immune system... the more is put forth agenst it the more it responds. So if you go in there throwing your magic around like crazy it's going to fight back, but if you sneak in quietly your find minimal resistance. Oh, and when the weapons stop fighting just leave them be and go on your way... do not take weapons from the field."

He takes a seat. "Now before we take off, any of you have any questions?"
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Solan says nothing.

He takes the gear and the item of healing as well as the mic.

He simply sits and waits for what is to come.

Ix reached a hand into each of the duffel bags that were slung across his shoulders, grabbing a handful of the grenades in his grip. He easily chucked all five grenades at Raven with a light and easy toss, more than sure that the four-armed vet could catch them with no problem.

Once they were one the ship, Ix dressed quickly into his power suit in the back as Yogan gave his briefing. The suit covered his body, with his favored leather jacket worn directly over top. The helmet was folded down, and his face was wrapped in earmuffs, scarf, a visor, and a fur cap with a fuzzy tail still attached to the back. His circlet remained on his head under the fur cap, and he passed on the microphone.

He would have to rely on his power glove for comm if they were outside of seeing his projected words. As a final afterthought, he attached some arm and leg warmers over his forearms and lower legs. He didn't want to be left completely susceptible to the cold should his heating unit conveniently malfunction.

He readjusted his weapon positioning. Pistols, grenades, and blades were set securely before he accepted the sunfire orb to store it away. Just as their host asked about more questions, Ix finally felt prepared. He shook his head no as he took a seat, laying his long rifle case down between his feet.

Nothing like unwarranted house calls into the residence of the divine. Breaking and entering was a basic skill for the killer, but besides Raven's own expertise he knew nothing about his team's abilities to perform quiet reconnaissance. His plasma pistol and monofilament daggers were his best bet against the spiritual resistance they would encounter, and his Skill would supplement his gaps.

Ix was hardly concerned. He was a professional. He was always ready.

Ooc: Sorry bout the slow posting. I'm finishing up several back to back 12 hour shifts.

Raven joined Ix in the back of the ship after scoring some of the extra gear for himself. He shed his boots and helmet, put on socks, a visor for if the helmet failed, ear mitts so he could hear the others, and put a mic in place so they could hear him should the need arise. he re-geared himself, made sure all his equipment was where he wanted it including his new grenades, tucked away a sun orb just in case, and found himself a seat. He shook his head at the captain's question, and tossed a credit chip to thee man to pay for passage.