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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.]
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.]
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"Please," he said, "cease this foolishness."
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Her voice carried over the Observation Deck.
"Release her."
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"She attempted to assault a Daligig officer," he replied. "I am well within rights to subdue her until she is no longer a threat."
The other Kessek soldiers moved forward, massive battle rifles at the ready should the Farseer attempt to step in.
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"But seeing as several of her bones have just snapped, I think you can safely release her. Or must I retaliate in kind? Considering you are supposed to be guests aboard this vessel and our allies, you are already making a very poor impression."
She didn't make a move to attack. It was mostly a bluff, but she fully intended to unleash a wave of warp energy if this Kessek persisted.
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"Then call your security forces to detain her and place her in holding. I will not see such an unstable individual walk unrestrained under my watch."
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She lowered her hands, letting the energy drain away. "Now if you're finished, I believe your precious Dalgig have repairs to be undertaking, do you not? I assume you know the way around the ship."
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Hukkar bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement, stepping away from Kerrigan.
"You, on the other hand," Yavek said, turning to Ildraniath, "We will be keeping an eye on you. Do not step out of line."
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Kerrigan flexed her legs, fully intending to stand in spite of her broken bones but her body would not allow her.
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And by as fast as he could, that was only a second or two after telling Howard to meet him there. Superhuman speed has its advantages. Only those with vision more acute than the average human would have seen him coming, but others only saw him suddenly appear at the outside edge of the group wearing a medkit. "Nonono, hold still. You're in no condition to be getting up," he told Kerrigan as he crouched down beside her. "Just hang tight for a minute."
He glanced up at the Daligig and the other new arrivals briefly. They all smelled new and strange, but that was hardly unusual on this ship. He gave them a nod as a greeting before turning back to his work.
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And joy, Fractures McBrokenbone is trying to stand up. Awesome. He loves patients that do even more damage to themselves through sheer stubbornness. She's just going to be a peach, isn't she?
"Should we get her on the stretcher first?" he asks, crouching down next to Sam, and then whispers. "Did they do this to her?"
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The pain faded enough for her to speak.
"I will not lie here. They used me. Experimented-" She had said the last word too forcefully. Her lungs had pressed up against her broken ribs and she was incoherent once more. It only made her more furious.
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"Stabilize the fractures first. We'll set them back in Medbay," he told Howard. He pulled some various straps and cushions designed for just this kind of purpose from the stretcher, and set to work on her arms.
((The reason why Lance shouldn't watch TV and tag. Name failures orz))
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"Should we sedate her?" Howard asks, pulling braces and tape out of his kit to splint her legs. He doesn't really want to be applying pressure to someone who might react violently to being restrained. "How many broken bones you counting, Sampire?"
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"Let me go!"