"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."

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"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".