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Not really, but frankly that hasn't stopped us so far. Welcome aboard you crazy bugger.
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STATUS: Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon. 9 yrs ago
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Not really, but frankly that hasn't stopped us so far. Welcome aboard you crazy bugger.
@Bright_Ops
Do you mind if I come up with a name for the Rogue Trader? If Naamah is the Mistress of Arms she would probably be interacting with him in my post.
By all means.
@Hank
Honestly, considering Naamah's personality I think she would do quite well as a member of the Rogue Trader of the Rigged Fortune's command crew as the Master (or in this case, Mistress) of Arms. I haven't actually decided on a name for him yet, but the man himself is okay with using Xeno's and has recently started to show some interest in chaos relics (even if he is using slave labor to do the research for him to avoid tainting himself for now).
Honestly I could see it being a thing that the crew takes bets on which of the researchers mutates or goes insane next.
Honestly, considering Naamah's personality I think she would do quite well as a member of the Rogue Trader of the Rigged Fortune's command crew as the Master (or in this case, Mistress) of Arms. I haven't actually decided on a name for him yet, but the man himself is okay with using Xeno's and has recently started to show some interest in chaos relics (even if he is using slave labor to do the research for him to avoid tainting himself for now).
Honestly I could see it being a thing that the crew takes bets on which of the researchers mutates or goes insane next.
Gredy Silvertongue
Kneeling down a little so that he was at more of an even height with what might be his new Weedle, Gredy offered the awestruck young boy a small, friendly smile as he decided to ask "How are you feeling?", clearly interested to making sure that his injuries were healed and that all was as it should be. No harm in making sure after all.
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Draco Russ
Currently: Outside Seren's Folly, the ruin formally known as Lusius's Home.
Interacting:@Deos Morran@13org
Chuckling softly as he shook his head, Draco managed to say something along the lines of "I'm just yanking your chain..." before all the good humor left his face as he glanced around at the burned out wreckage again with a resigned sigh. "I suspected as such... And I agree with you that she's a dangerous woman that is going to have to be dealt with, but I trust that you will let me take care of this. She'll be expecting something from you so you won't get close to her."
Turning to look at ...had she mentioned what her name was earlier? He couldn't quite seem to remember if she did or not. Reaching up and calmly removing his hat, he offered the witch a surprisingly respectful bow as he held his hat to his chest. "While the circumstances are unfavorable, it is still a pleasure to meet you M'lady. My name is Draco Russ." Standing up straight again and returning his hat to his head (after all, it wasn't like he was inside at the moment) before suggesting "As beautiful as you are, it might be time to give you back your clothing... or at least something to wear. Did her clothing survive the fire Lusius?"
Fio'Ui Fi'Rios Gal'leath's 'day' on board the Rigged Fortune began in a manner that he had sadly grown rather accustomed to since his 'invitation' to join the crew of his Rogue Trader master... The demented rambling and screaming of one of his peers in the research team moments before several gunshots rang out to silence them. Another mind twisted and lost to the affliction of madness. From the sounds of it, Lucius had finally broken; Fio'Ui stared at the ceiling above his bed as he let out a tired little sigh as he privately lamented the loss of a Gue'la who didn't deserve the end that he had gotten... But at least he would be at peace now.
The private moment of moaning the senseless loss of sanity and life was short lived as he get to his feet and prepared himself as best he could for the long 'day' ahead before any of the guards decided to kick him to hurry him up. At this point it was simply a matter of going through the motions of getting dressed, being escorted through the hallways of the ship while keeping clear of the ventilation shafts (While the infestation of tiny Be'gel that had been plaguing the vents had been declared eradicated several days ago, no one knew what had wiped them out yet and rumor had it that several members of the cleaning staff had gone missing so far) and enjoying an incredibly bland tasting sludge that was none the less filling enough to drive away the hunger pains for at least a few hours.
There was however a new rumor that was spreading around the mess hall this 'morning' that all he had to do to hear was listen to the general chatter of the Gue'la crew. The details weren't exactly known and it was clear that there were at least three primary stories of events so far, but at it's core some sort of message had been received by the bridge some time during the 'night' and the Rigged Fortune had been on the move towards a location currently debated by the various crew members but was officially currently a mystery, as was the nature of the message and what was expected to be at the end of the journey this time around.
Fio'Ui ate his meal quietly, enjoying the sound of... well, sane people talking. It was a small comfort to him before he went to continue the research into the strange relics that he had been put in charge of unlocking the secrets of. As much as he would have liked to hope, he doubted that Lucius would be the last lost in the pursuit of knowledge before he was allowed to have dinner and get some rest.
The meal was quickly over and Fio'Ui sighed a little to himself as he steeled his mind and body for what would no doubt be number of horrors that these strange relics would unleash upon him and the rest of the group that had been assigned to them. More as a mantra to help him, he softly muttered "For the Tau'va" before he went to start the 'day's work.
The private moment of moaning the senseless loss of sanity and life was short lived as he get to his feet and prepared himself as best he could for the long 'day' ahead before any of the guards decided to kick him to hurry him up. At this point it was simply a matter of going through the motions of getting dressed, being escorted through the hallways of the ship while keeping clear of the ventilation shafts (While the infestation of tiny Be'gel that had been plaguing the vents had been declared eradicated several days ago, no one knew what had wiped them out yet and rumor had it that several members of the cleaning staff had gone missing so far) and enjoying an incredibly bland tasting sludge that was none the less filling enough to drive away the hunger pains for at least a few hours.
There was however a new rumor that was spreading around the mess hall this 'morning' that all he had to do to hear was listen to the general chatter of the Gue'la crew. The details weren't exactly known and it was clear that there were at least three primary stories of events so far, but at it's core some sort of message had been received by the bridge some time during the 'night' and the Rigged Fortune had been on the move towards a location currently debated by the various crew members but was officially currently a mystery, as was the nature of the message and what was expected to be at the end of the journey this time around.
Fio'Ui ate his meal quietly, enjoying the sound of... well, sane people talking. It was a small comfort to him before he went to continue the research into the strange relics that he had been put in charge of unlocking the secrets of. As much as he would have liked to hope, he doubted that Lucius would be the last lost in the pursuit of knowledge before he was allowed to have dinner and get some rest.
The meal was quickly over and Fio'Ui sighed a little to himself as he steeled his mind and body for what would no doubt be number of horrors that these strange relics would unleash upon him and the rest of the group that had been assigned to them. More as a mantra to help him, he softly muttered "For the Tau'va" before he went to start the 'day's work.
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