OOC: Woah woah woah, hold on a second...Necrons can talk now?!?! I always thought they were voiceless automatons, silent death bringers and all that jazz.
"Now that is odd, full automaton by the looks of him." Varger then span around, clutching the side of the building, his fingers digging into the stone as they hardened beneath the skin and slid down, leaving a track in the building. He looked at his hand, the skin and muscle worn away to reveal the plating which began to regenerate his flesh.