Tyki

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

the body is taken to the nearest forensics facility where his wounds can be studied for the potential of premeditation versus improvisation while the (bitch) clone emperor is contacted which was left to the local captain in charge of the colonial outpost. "sir. we found tide murdered on a desert planet. we need you and your party to return for questioning" the captain says evenly, her voice rather smooth as if showing little use while her equipment was well kept and freshly laundered, showing either a change in captain or simply that she took great care of her official equipment, all of which showed up in the holo-gram that was transmited via a small, seed-like pod dropping to the emperor's feet in his current position.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

kalus ends up waking to the news of tide's disappearence before ordering a search using the ships equipped with strong enough scanners orbiting most planets known to the sergals, all of which the ones that were either colonized or planning to be colonized due to the ability to sustain life which spanned over a few different dimensions as well as the home dimension of the sergals, resulting in a rather quick result if he was on any of the planets

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

tide finds the paperwork to actually be digital and to be done on the holo-interface on his braclet which doesn't take too long or require good hand writing at all, though his escape is rather difficult since the door to his room doesn't actually open without his bracelet, the weight of it preventing him from leaving.

@wraithblade6

"the stairs are too the left" kalus says evenly, pointing towards stairs which were spaced rather far apart, obviously built for sergals but not for humans, or angels in this case, before turning in on a cot at the corner of his office, locking the door after eclipse leaves.

Though the treck up the stairs is arduous and long, eclipse does manage to make it up to the appointed floor by morning... when he'd started after night had just begun... only to find the room that was assigned to him to be taken up by a rather large male sergal that had seemed to fall asleep while waiting for him, literally barring the door to his bed since he'd passed out on his feet.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@Wraithblade6

the high general kalus finally returns to his office to handle eclipse whom had most likely fallen back in his chair shortly after kalus had returned. "ah, you've woken from your coma. you were out for a few days. you're to assist in the invoices, organization of files, and generally whatever else carl tells you to do" kalus says evenly, typing away at his terminal which transmits the same blue energy to the downed angel before rolling over to a wall of filing cabinets and returning with a white uniform sans apron which was rather reminiscent of a suit. "you're to report to the third floor today, you're already behind." kalus says evenly, shooing eclipse away so he can return to his work

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

"it's not something to be proud of son. all you did was beat a woman up and made her feel bad. that's no way to get back at her just cause she was mean. take the high general for instance; he was born to a ma that didn't think he was worth the calluses on her paws. look at him now. didn't touch her, didn't bad mouth her, just made her eat her words." the captain says evenly, adding the last part with a chuckle as the high general pops in, saying evenly "telling stories about me to the new kids again arty?". "course. not like having a male high general is all that common of an occurence. you're a right succ-" the old captain says evenly, getting cut off by kalus that seems to be rather tired at the moment "not now arty... just came here to drop off the rifle..." before doing just that and leaving without another word.

"well. i ought to head to the racks before they run out of wine, and you've got some paperwork to fill out for that new pistol of yours" the captain replies evenly, leaving tide with the realization of paperwork

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

"less physical, at least for me that is. kalus's ma wasn't the nicest woman and his pa wasn't the kind to stick around when he didn't want to" the captain replies evenly as he hands tide a holster for his pistol

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

when tide looks down the sights, he's greeted with a hud over the gun popping up, showing his ammo count maxed at fifty before he began firing with a small check and 'x' depending on what he looked over as well as a small reticule showing where the shot would land, making aiming incredibly easy. he's given a score with the kill, but for each additional shot made he lost so many points that he was far, far, FAR in the negatives

"good. you've gotta just aim for that spot cause the chitin's useful for the eggheads upstairs and our taxes are paid with intact legs. normally only one or two show up a day so but you callin in the swarm like that set us back a ways..." the sergal replies evenly, turning the simulation off as he says "sorry if me or kalus come off as hard asses. we aint had a nice life"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

"neither would i, but the tool must meet the occasion. i already calibrated it and added your ID to it so it's in effect your's" the old sergal replies evenly, handing a pistol off to tide, adding "s'all right. thought you'd know so i didn't bother tellin ya. aint nothin that can't be fixed."

"now. imma teach ya how to shoot. you had the right idea with yer lightnin but that won't work for as long as you need it to" the old sergal captain say evenly, entering some keypresses into holographic computer at the bench of one of the firing ranges, having a hologram of one of the insects show up in the range, a smaller one. "now, ya gotta aim for the joint where the head meets the abdominal carapace. puts 'em down clean and quick" the captain says evenly, entering a few more key presses before a big, red target is painted along where he'd described

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

this actually causes the captain to pause for a minute, growing silent for the short elevator ride up which seemed to last an eternity. "son. report to the range after the debriefing. i'll handle the paper work" the captain says evenly, the team on leave for the rest of the day, leaving tide to wander a bit and gawk at all the strange floura around him, the particularly carnivorous ones that weren't due for a feeding for an hour snapping at him as he walked by, but well restrained within fencing so as to pretty much just function as something to spook him if he let it.

After a good hour of waiting, Kalus heads into the basement with a rifle and returns a few minutes later to lift the lock down, slapping tide upside the head on the way back to his office but not saying a word. After all's said and done the captain calls him to an upper floor that seemed to function as the military barracks of sorts. "you know why i called you here son?" he asks evenly, his pistol at his hip with a fresh clip visible as he seemed to have been called to a mix of anatomy class room and firing range.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

@supertinyking

he finds that as soon as he kills the first, another two burrow up to fill it's place and so on and so forth until they were pressed back to the elevator, the captain, as his men would call him, shouting them into action as he lays down surpressing fire, being the last one onto the elevator as tide is dragged in, one of the creature's legs through his stomach and another sergal in a similar state with his arm, though, he soon rips it out and injects the cyan mixture. "what in the FUCK were you thinkin son? didn't your daddy teach you not to piss off mole-roaches? cause if he didn't i'm sure as HELL about to whoop some ass in his place" the captain say furiously, obviously seething at tide's stupidity, having to be held back by one of the less injured men to stop him from beating tide's ass before he presses a button on the control panel, an alarm sounding to lock the basement down while tide is looked after by a few others of the group, the leg being removed from his stomach before he's injected with the cyan mixture, vaguely reminiscent of a stimpack.