WAOA Arena
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Ness looked up and waved a bit. [color=666666] "Hi there." [/color] She continued playing her game, which was just a bullet hell, until she jolts a bit and pauses the game and looks back to Patrick. [color=666666] "Uh.... I don't think we've met... I'm Vanessa. What's your name?" [/color] She said as she extended a hand.
"They're..." Kenna began, then stopped herself. After a moment of silence, she stood, heading to the arena. "I need to work off some stress."
"That's right. Do you know what weapons, which symbols of office, each carried?" Malcor asked, holding a hand before him and projecting a small flame into it.
[color=666666] "Nice to meet you, Father Kilgore." [/color] Ness said as she turned back to her game. [color=666666] "...I'm guessing you go around spreading love and peace everywhere, right?" ...That's what they do, right?...? [/color]
[color=ff4599] -chuckling- [/color]
[color=ff4599] -chuckling- [/color]
Ragnar watched Kenna rise, then decided to take a chance and be more open about it.
"Kenna!" He called, loud enough that she would hear. "If you ever feel that you will need the Emperor's mercy, do not be afraid to ask. I will grant it if you want it."
"Kenna!" He called, loud enough that she would hear. "If you ever feel that you will need the Emperor's mercy, do not be afraid to ask. I will grant it if you want it."
Kenna stopped just outside the entrance to the lounge, then came back in, silently motioning for Ragnar to follow her before heading out.
OoC @Dot: I made a response to Pix on the last page, in case you missed it.
"I dunno." Eddie responded with a slight shrug, as much as this was possible whilst playing the guitar. "I guess Death would have a scythe, or something. And War might have a sword and shield combo, but that's just guess work." Having said that, Eddie paused for a moment, looking at the flame Malcor manifest in his hand. "Seriously, though. Where's this going? You're telling you're a servant of one of these guys, or something?"
"I dunno." Eddie responded with a slight shrug, as much as this was possible whilst playing the guitar. "I guess Death would have a scythe, or something. And War might have a sword and shield combo, but that's just guess work." Having said that, Eddie paused for a moment, looking at the flame Malcor manifest in his hand. "Seriously, though. Where's this going? You're telling you're a servant of one of these guys, or something?"
Ragnar nodded and got to his feet in silence, before getting to his feet and going to follow Kenna.
Kenna led Ragnar away from the lounge, stopping at her doorway, which was conveniently enough quite close to the arena. "How did you know? I'm not that transparent, am I?" she asked the Space Marine.
"Trust in the story teller my boy, he will lead you where he wishes you to be." Malcor admonished, and flicked his fingers. what sprung up was a sword, a set of scales, and a bow without a string. "each of these is a symbol of office for their respective rider. War bears the sword, famine the scales, and pestilence the bow. many years ago, during more... tremulous parts of humanity, they were having trouble counting their collected souls and transgressions, and came to me for assistance. I'm quite good at performing mathematical equations, probably part of the reason I was chosen to lead a group of accountants in Hell..."
he shook his head. "Anyway, each of the riders, besides Death, who is quite the accomplished accountant himself, owed me a debt. I cashed in this debt by having them construct me a copy of their symbol of office, less powerful but useable by less powerful creatures."= he removed the sword and scales from the display in his hands. "Pestilence, when he feels it necessary, can spread his diseases by firing an arrow of pestilence into an enemy. this is what I did to you. thankfully, I can retrieve the arrows from a target after they have been attack, which is what I did for you. And that's how I have the bow, and two other tools I have yet to show."
He shrugged. "I'll admit, its a rather boring story. Accounting usually is boring."
he shook his head. "Anyway, each of the riders, besides Death, who is quite the accomplished accountant himself, owed me a debt. I cashed in this debt by having them construct me a copy of their symbol of office, less powerful but useable by less powerful creatures."= he removed the sword and scales from the display in his hands. "Pestilence, when he feels it necessary, can spread his diseases by firing an arrow of pestilence into an enemy. this is what I did to you. thankfully, I can retrieve the arrows from a target after they have been attack, which is what I did for you. And that's how I have the bow, and two other tools I have yet to show."
He shrugged. "I'll admit, its a rather boring story. Accounting usually is boring."
Ragnar tipped his head back and sighed, considering how much to tell Kenna. He suspected that it might be a bad idea to tell her that Solaris had said, especially if everything the sinister woman had said was true.
"I am a Son of Russ, remember?" He said finally. "You may scrub up all you want, but the smell of a Wulfen comes from... somewhere deeper. I suspected that was what it was, but the scent is faint enough that I wanted to be sure."
"I am a Son of Russ, remember?" He said finally. "You may scrub up all you want, but the smell of a Wulfen comes from... somewhere deeper. I suspected that was what it was, but the scent is faint enough that I wanted to be sure."
Ness looked over and chuckled. [color=666666] "I can multi-task just fine, Father Kilgore. If you have anything to say, go ahead and say it." [/color] The woman said as she gritted her teeth a bit. as she brought her attention back to her game [color=666666] Agh! Cheap little fucker...! [/color]
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Pix chuckled. [color=80bb00] "Sounds like it's worth a shot anyway... the robot girl, I mean. ...And seeing as we've only seen that armor dude in fights, keeping from interacting with him is probably the smart move to make..." [/color]
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Pix chuckled. [color=80bb00] "Sounds like it's worth a shot anyway... the robot girl, I mean. ...And seeing as we've only seen that armor dude in fights, keeping from interacting with him is probably the smart move to make..." [/color]
Kenna was quiet for a second, then looked at Ragnar. "Mind if we move somewhere more private before continuing this conversation?" Kenna said, motioning to her door.
"Well, I really would not want to distract. And this is no way to have a proper conversation in any case."