trans_9 | 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.]

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OK, good to know. She'd expect sometime soon a notification that they not start trouble and be good little boys and girls, whatever that meant. She wasn't out to go and annoy the Daligig or bitch about what a horrible time she was having thanks to them. No, these guys, if they were as "noble" as their bodyguard described, had information they needed.

"And are you guys just going to just stay with the Daligig to protect them during that time? I'm only asking because you guys are warriors, and you've fought the Ohm before. If there a few simulations of them, or at least an exercise you could compile, it would definitely help. I don't speak for the rest of the crew, but any fighting stats I can train against, I'll gladly take."

"We shall remain as well. I do not wish to sound rude, but given the fact that your crew has acted independently for so long, we would rather not risk the chance that some of your crew members get out of hand with the Daligig."

He pauses, thinking for a moment.

"A joint training exercise would be quite intriguing. Your crew could learn from my men's experience, while my men can learn a thing or two from observing your crew members's unique skills."

"I don't think I could ask you to just trust us," Ht Girl replied, "because even I don't know if one of the crew would actually do that. Then again, the Daligig have always been a sore subject, since we really don't know a lot about them anyway. If we did, we'd probably be less likely to feel any hostility toward them, and concentrate it more on the Ohm."

That's what she figured, anyway. Couldn't really trust any side that were suspicious of the other, right?

"See, that makes a lot more sense then either of our people just giving each other the stink eye as the Daligig do their thing. We want to learn everything we can when it comes to fighting the Ohm: we don't want another repeat of losing people we care about so easily."

"I can understand how this whole...situation...has likely not enamored your crew to the Daligig. But from my experience, they are good people trying to do their best in a desperate situation. It is not a perfect situation for anyone involved. I can answer some questions your crew might have about them, if it might alleviate their concerns."

He nods solemnly at her final statement.

"Death, no matter how noble and honorable, is an unfortunate thing. I shall make arrangements for my men to be available for a joint exercise. Who is in charge of your crew's combat training, so that I might be able to arrange this?"

"Well keep in mind that I haven't even been on the ship as long as some of the others. They've seen a lot of pretty messed up stuff, and specifically, there have been things on the ship that they don't understand how they originated there to begin with. There are still lots of mysteries about Stacy the crew doesn't understand, and since they can't blame her, naturally they blame the Daligig."

How much that was true, really, was anyone's guess.

"You're telling me. I've seen death a bit, in my world and on the ship and off. It's been pretty wrenching for the people involved. That question...is a good one, and I'd say the most obvious answer would be Kang. He's usually the one training people. Mostly those who need to get versed in the basics."

"Very well, I shall speak with this Kang," he replied.

"I thank you for your frank responses, young warrior. I doubt many of your comrades will be so forthright in sharing their opinions or the opinions of their comrades with us, given the situation, but I believe it is in both of our interests to cooperate rather than divide ourselves."

"Hey, my beef is not with you guys, or the Daligig. I don't see you blowing up my home, or trying to kill my friends, or causing crazy ass cultists to take the lives of themselves and others. Any real warrior worth their weight stays focused on where the destruction is coming from, and taking care of the problem. So long as I know we're on the same team, you have my cooperation."

And as long as she wasn't proved otherwise, that the Daligig weren't manipulating them? She would seek out help from wherever she could get it. Superman didn't deserve to die, after all.

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

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