http://fate-favored.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fate-favored.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-09-14 07:56 pm

Contact [Bendy timed to 3 or 4 days after Lirath]

In the aftermath of the battle at Lirath, Stacy had been severely damaged. Though she still eventually managed to build up enough power to resume course, she was obviously struggling, her pace far slower than normal. She could barely even manage to directly address those who needed to speak with her, instead allowing the more monotone voice of the Warden to speak up wherever she couldn't.

Several days after the battle, however, she once again stopped course suddenly and without warning, and let out a message throughout the ship.

||Notice to all crew members, Daligig Vessel Horizon is approaching. Archon Yavek is requesting to board so repairs can begin on this vessel. Please report to the Obs deck to recieve Daligig personnel and begin briefing. I repeat, notice to all crew members...||

Those going to the Obs Deck to check out the commotion would see the Horizon just out the observation window. It was massive, nearly half as long as Stacy, and likely had enough room for over a million crew members. The ship was colored a brilliantly bright white, with sleek, smooth lines, making the ships the GIA had that the crew had seen in the battle at Lirath seem like ancient relics.

Not long after the crew had arrived at the Obs Deck, bright, crackling lights began to appear towards the far end of the room as figures began teleporting in.

The first to appear were...not the Daligig. Instead, the first figures to arrive were massive, 9-ft tall reptilian soldiers, each decked in thick armor carrying equally massive battle rifles. At their fore stood one of them wearing lighter armor, carrying a tall metallic staff. He appeared older than the other reptillians, and wore a red sash that seemed to mark him of higher rank than the others. He raised the comm unit on his wrist to speak into it.

"Situation green, Archon. It is safe come over."

At that point, more figures began teleporting over, much smaller than the reptilian soldiers that came before. In fact, they were even somewhat shorter than normal humans, the tallest among them barely six feet tall. These were the Daligig, strange looking and varied in appearance. Each of them had devices on their arms, apparently small but powerful micro computers, each with different colors denoting the rank of the wearer. At their side were numerous tiny beings, each barely 4 feet tall, who almost immediately fanned out, obsessively observing and picking at Stacy's techno-organic structure.

Suddenly, one of the Daligig, wearing a dark blue arm unit, stepped forward with a rather grim, serious expression on his face. This, apparently was Archon Yavek.

"Who is in charge here?" he demanded bluntly.

[ooc: Meant to get this up a week ago, but school got the better of me, so sorry, guys! First thread that I put up will be the main expositionary thread, but feel free to make more threads for you characters to react, talk to each other, or try and talk to the Daligig and their companions. Basic info on the Daligig can be found over here.]

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Any particular reason you chose to bind yourself to them?" Ildraniath arched a brow curiously. How free were they going to be with information?

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, well. That certainly explained it. Something like those youngsters, the Tau, and those barbaric kroot they tended to keep around as soldiers and auxiliaries. Which made sense, even to Ildraniath - if one could fool others into doing the fighting (and dying) for you, why expend the effort yourself? Of course, there were times when the elegant touch of the Eldar warriors was needed.

"Interesting."

She regarded him for a moment, as if he were an animal in a zoo - safely behind bars and glass.

"What do you think of this war we fight? Of these... Ohm?" She gestured vaguely.

"And what do you know of our circumstances?"

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"How comforting to know that we are... 'necessary'," Ildraniath snorted, "And what if we were not necessary? Would you instead be here to reclaim the ship at the point of a blade?"

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Honor matters little to me or my companions if we are dead," Ildraniath flicked her hand dismissively. What a primitive concept. Honor had its place, but to place such a strong dependence on it? That was foolish.

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I have no illusions about the worth of a handful of lives. What bothers me are the lives of those still in pods," Ildraniath eyed the Kessek carefully as she spoke, "If we dide, we have no guarantees of their safety."

Although she was mostly concerned with other Eldar.

[identity profile] futureisclear.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"For your own ends, of course," The Eldar replied flatly. "There is little love lost between myself and your masters."