WAOA Arena

[Chungus]

Finishing with moving the teabag around in the cup of water, Solaris threw the bag in a bin, added suger to the water and stirred it a bit, before turning around, and rested her left elbow on the bar counter, and resting her tilted head in the open hand, while leaning forward with subtle suggestiveness. "Hmm... That sounds as fascinating as it does terrifying, the enhancement that is. As for being a living instrument of war, well, it's not completely new to me. There are a handful of people like that on my homeworld, too." She commented, then took a small sip of her tea after blowing in the cup. "Thirty, you say? I had thought you were younger... Is decreased aging also a result of your enhancements?"

 

[Outisakanobody]

Eventually Rex and Kenna exit the arena.

 

[Random berk]

"Oh yes." Ragnar chuckled. "I am only a blood claw, which is to say, the youngest and least battle tested of my chapter.Once a battle brother manages to survive that, and the weak, stupid or unlucky have been weeded out, he progresses through the different titles of the Space Wolves. It is usual for a blood claw to become a grey hunter once he has more than a century of combat experience under his belt, and long fangs are usually two or three hundred years old. It has been known for a Space Marine to live for a thousand years and still appear as demigods to the common man. Excluding those who are granted the gift of being interred in a dreeadnought, of course. Such heroes of the Imperium remain in the Emperor's service for millenia. Some say that there are dreadnoughts alive today who fought alongside the Emperor during the Horus Heresy, over ten thousand years ago." His smile slowly faded away, to be replaced by a curious, searching gaze, his eyes seeming to pierce right through Solaris.
"What kind of people are these? And what is your homeworld? I have been wondering about that." In all this, Ragnar gave no sign of a reaction to Solaris's suggestive body language, though this was not to say that he had not noticed it. Inwardly, he allowed himself another wry grin at the idea of how he might once have reacted.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Back here again..." Kenna said, stretching.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Too late for me to be getting into any new conversations, but @Gear, if Kenna sees Solaris and Ragnar, then she would undoubtedly notice some of the wolf-based insignias and embellishments on Ragnar's armour, and of course, the massive wolf pelt that is draped on it. The wolf's head which is still attached looked like a monstrous beast with daggerlike teeth and long, pointed ears, and had to have been almost the size of a bear.

 

[Chungus]

"Milenia old... My..." Solaris said as she tapped the rim of her cup, seemingly impressed. Her expression changed, however, when Ragnar looked with a piercing gaze to Solaris. Not the kind of look she was hoping to get. Questioning me, are we...? Fine, I can play this game. "State alchemists. These are alchemists who've shown exceptional talent, and were offered the chance to serve in the military in exchange for prililaged information and other such perks. They're often called "Dogs of the Military", because the military practically holds them on a leash. The types of alchemy these people practise are varied, but each is a force to be reckoned with. As for where I'm from, the country of Amestris. I doubt you'll have heard of it, considdering it's dimensions away."

 

[Outisakanobody]

Rex seemed pretty unfazed by the transition from jungle to sports arena.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna noticed Rex's lack of reaction. "You been here before or something?"

 

[Outisakanobody]

"It seems pretty familiar. A little on the low-tech side, maybe. Hardly any neon lights anywhere." Rex said.

 

[Random berk]

"Alchemists? I cannot say that I've met any of them before, though I've fought with the mortal armies of mankind a few times in the past. Never heard of any from other Wolves either. What kind of work is this alchemy exactly?" He was about to go on to ask what Solaris herself did for work when a thought occurred to him. Dimensions away? But that does not make sense. No other dimension can exist save that of the Warp. Certainly nothing from which any good can come, let alone humans.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Thank god for that. My eyes would probably hurt after a while of that."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"You get used to it after a while."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"I guess..."

 

[Chungus]

"The act of transmutation." Solaris answered. "I won't weigh you down with the speciffics of it all, but basically, it's taking something, and turning it into something else. Say, for example, you have water..." She began to explain, setting her cup down, and pointing a finger downwards to the tea in her cup, then moving her hand upwards with the steam rising from it. "With alchemy, you can turn it into steam." Picking her cup up again, and taking another sip, Solaris rose to her full height, then pointed to the now-unblemished wall were Ragnar had punched a hole into it, and torn the wire out. "Another example would be the repair of the wall. The blonde woman with the fedora--the one who we thought worked here?--She did that, she's an alchemist." She said, wishing to move the focus away from herself.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar followed Solaris's pointing finger, frowning as he tried to grasp the foreign concept of alchemy. Though he did not recognise it from anything he knew of the wider Imperium, there was one source from which it did sound familiar, and that was enough to set off alarm bells in his head. Servants and devotees of the Chaos god, Tzeentch, could change the laws of time and nature through dark sorceries. Using such eldritch energy to fix a wall or evaporate some water seemed a mundane thing, but dabbling in the ruinous powers was the first, fatal step to being lost to them.

"I... I see..." Ragnar muttered, visibly troubled by this.

 

[Chungus]

"You don't trust alchemy?" Solaris asked after taking another sip from her tea, noting Ragnar's expression. She thought about furthering his distrust of alchemy, only held back by having told Ness Solaris used alchemy herself, and thus knew doing so a thing could easily backfire. Thinking on it more, she realized she didn't see Ness use any alchemy in her fight, while Solaris would need to rely on the lie that she practiced alchemy to be even remotely combat effective. "I don't blame you. Alchemy can lead to horrors... And such things might overshadow the good it can do in some eyes. But then again, so can a simple object such as a knife. On my world at least, however, there are strict rules governing alchemy, and those who would break it are punnished severely." She eventually settled on saying.

 

[DotSlash]

As the paramedics had wheeled Carmen's corpse off, Ness followed after for a bit before getting shoved off after a while. [color=666666] ....There goes my chance to find out how to get off this floor... [/color] She had walked back into the lounge and was drinking a glass of water before taking out her PDA and playing an arcade shooter. Despite her looking distracted, she was listening to the people around her.

 

[Chungus]

Seeing Ness enter the lounge again from the corner of her eyes, Solaris looked over to her, and gave Ness a small wave accompanied by an equally small smile. Looks like you're a lucky girl. Things could've been very bad for you. Pity...

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar did not look entirely convinced, though he did not look as though he was about to grab his bolter and start shooting either.
"An object such as a knife can be an instrument of the Emperor's will, or it can be a tool to carve blasphemic symbols and spill innocent blood, but there are other arts that began as chaotic, and that can never be redeemed." He asserted. "This alchemy... I confess, I do not know of it. And yes, that does worry me. Faith, duty, steel, these are all real, tangible things that I know to be right. Alchemy, Psykers, and the workings of the machine spirits... these are things that I do not understand, and I think it would be safer to leave them to people who know such things. At least it is controlled, I suppose. The type of power you describe... it does not sound like something that people should have unrestricted access to."

OOC: It's late, and now the internet's being a dick. I think that's my cue to exit.

 

[Chungus]

Looking back to Ragnar, Solaris gave a small nod, and finished her tea before speaking. "Indeed. That the average person shouldn't have unrestricted access to alchemical knowledge is agreed on where I'm from. When I mentioned state alchemists are given access to privilaged information, the types of knowledge that could be used to do great harm if used by the wrong people is what I meant. But these are military personal, so the parralel between this, and say you using that weapon you carry can be drawn. Since I should hope a citizen wouldn't have access to such a thing." She commented, then paused. "And furthermore, alchemy isn't some occult art, it's a science." How is "faith" in any form tangible... It's a concept, nothing more.

OoC @Berk: 'Kay. Laters. \ö