Unnatural selection [Closed]

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi assumed that he'd see a few acquaintances while he and Ildraniath set off on their investigation into the City. Maybe even a few people who'd been mentally displaced, like he had, and were now trying to negotiate having two minds currently crammed into a body used to taking orders from only one.

What he was not expecting was to run into Alendian on the way there. He wasn't sure she monitored the comm channels... but perhaps her unique senses would tell her something was a little off today, anyway. He almost called out to say hello, but restrained himself. It was Ildraniath's body, after all, and not his own.

...what was Alendian doing here, anyway? He thought she'd be training in the Sensoriums.

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[futureisclear.livejournal.com]

"Of course it isn't my fault," Ildraniath sighed, sounding rather irritated, "It wouldn't be totally beyond my abilities, but it isn't something I wake up one morning and simply decide to do, let along to half the ship."

She folded her hands in front of her with a severe looking frown, "In any event, we do need to find a way to reverse it. This could severely hamper our fighting ability when it comes to the Ohm."

[quick_strike]

"True. If we were to fight, this one's psyche would be crushed by the Warp." Sorry Erhart, but people go insane when they see the true faces of the creatures that linger there and that's how Alendian travels.

"...any ideas, human?"

[swordofdorn.livejournal.com]

"You underestimate the strength of will inherent in an Astartes, Eldar. My armor is contempt."

He pauses in his diatribe, though, and says, "If doing this is not beyond your abilities, perhaps ascertaining the culprit and the mechanism that caused this is also not beyond them as well. If you can find a way to unravel the skein, we can set things right."

And then spend a year in penance for this heresy.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

All right, so the plan was the same. Find this statue, figure out what was going on with the snow and flowers, and fix the situation somehow before he wore out his welcome.