We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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While the armoured behemoth in Leigh Woods was not built for speed, having to force its massive bulk through the dense forest slowed progress even further, and it took several hours before it emerged onto the paved walking trails laid for tourists in the forest. Upon reaching the clear space it was able to move faster and soon reached the edge of the reserve where the trees gave way to the city streets. As rain streamed off the massive armour, the dull evening light revealed the monster in all its intimidating glory.
The streamers of yellowed parchment which festooned the massive pauldrons and torso and fluttered freely in the light breeze were cluttered with dark red sigils and runes that seemed to writhe across the surface of their own accord. Among brassy spikes and barbs that lined the armour's trim, skulls and other trophies were fixed in place. Some were utterly alien in form, others far more humanoid. Across one pauldron, an expanse of fuzzy, flesh-coloured material was stretched and pinned in place, and an icon was painstakingly etched onto its surface.
Slotting the great mace into a clasp on the right greave, the giant detached the thick cluster of cables that connected the mace to its upper arm and surveyed the street.
"What kind of world have I broken into?" it muttered to itself.
The streamers of yellowed parchment which festooned the massive pauldrons and torso and fluttered freely in the light breeze were cluttered with dark red sigils and runes that seemed to writhe across the surface of their own accord. Among brassy spikes and barbs that lined the armour's trim, skulls and other trophies were fixed in place. Some were utterly alien in form, others far more humanoid. Across one pauldron, an expanse of fuzzy, flesh-coloured material was stretched and pinned in place, and an icon was painstakingly etched onto its surface.
Slotting the great mace into a clasp on the right greave, the giant detached the thick cluster of cables that connected the mace to its upper arm and surveyed the street.
"What kind of world have I broken into?" it muttered to itself.
"Everything prior seeming well, this seems to be another factor connecting those who were moved to this world without their knowing..." Caius said, mostly speaking to himself. He paused for another moment, then shook his head. "Well. A final question; do you have any clue as to where your ship is, presently?"
"We shoud search for it. Unless your vessel has no such thing, details of what happened during the traversal may be found on its log."Caius suggest, shifting position a little. "And even if it does not, it may offer some insight into how these occurances function through some other way."
The whispers of the Warp are all but silent. The lust and depravity in this planet's scent tastes of mankind, but it is different. More indolent. More... savory.
The armoured giant stepped cautiously into the street, towards the buildings across from the woodland reserve.
"But what does it mean? This is not a place that should have been on the other side of the portal. It feels like realspace."
Yes... the people here know nothing of war and death. They merely play little games, oblivious to what waits in the stars that they can only gaze up at with avarice. There was a time when humans were so soft and innocent Many millennia in the past...
"Millenia... you cannot possibly mean..."
As the behemoth held still, listening intently to the absolute silence, a cheerful babble broke his concentration and he glanced to one side as a small cluster of tipsy college students danced around the corner, laughing and cajoling one another. They fell into an abrupt silence when they caught sight of the massive warrior, before fear overcame their shock and they hurriedly crossed to street to flee, the more sober among them herding their inebriated friends as their laughter was replaced by panicked cries and sobs of fear and confusion. The hulk watched them go, and when he spoke again it was with dark relish.
"Soft and indolent... indeed, I see. Perhaps, as I am stuck here, I should play my hand slowly, and try to let them see my more generous side. If they are willing to reach out to me, perhaps I can bring something of the stars to them."
The armoured giant stepped cautiously into the street, towards the buildings across from the woodland reserve.
"But what does it mean? This is not a place that should have been on the other side of the portal. It feels like realspace."
Yes... the people here know nothing of war and death. They merely play little games, oblivious to what waits in the stars that they can only gaze up at with avarice. There was a time when humans were so soft and innocent Many millennia in the past...
"Millenia... you cannot possibly mean..."
As the behemoth held still, listening intently to the absolute silence, a cheerful babble broke his concentration and he glanced to one side as a small cluster of tipsy college students danced around the corner, laughing and cajoling one another. They fell into an abrupt silence when they caught sight of the massive warrior, before fear overcame their shock and they hurriedly crossed to street to flee, the more sober among them herding their inebriated friends as their laughter was replaced by panicked cries and sobs of fear and confusion. The hulk watched them go, and when he spoke again it was with dark relish.
"Soft and indolent... indeed, I see. Perhaps, as I am stuck here, I should play my hand slowly, and try to let them see my more generous side. If they are willing to reach out to me, perhaps I can bring something of the stars to them."
Joel nodded. [color=003399]"Yeah. But, you say 'break' like you're expecting more people like Desperado to show up."[/color] he said.
"Well, we've been fighting for a long time. Getting a chance to relax after all of that is good. Keeping up a relaxed attitude is key to tackling whatever you face next in life. Whether it be fighting, diplomacy, arts and crafts, making food, relationships or lack thereof, loss of loved ones, you get the idea. If you spend too much energy for too long, you'll become exhausted."
"I agree. My suit can communicate with the ship. Once I'm done with repairs, I'll try contacting it again." Samus said, nodding.
With the streets empty again, the armoured behemoth began to amble casually into the city, his heavy footsteps creating a rhythmic, vibrating thud in the tarmac. As he set out to explore his new territory, he found himself grateful for the driving rain that was keeping most of the citizens indoors. Though he did not fear detection in the slightest, he knew that his armoured bulk would generate more attention than he presently needed, and it would likely not be of the favourable sort even in this obviously pacific society. Gradually, and unbeknownst to him, he made his way towards the landing site of the two idle aircraft.
"I will await the results of that." Caius stated, then lookded away from Samus. "I have no further questions."
With Caius ending the conversation, Yeul pressed off against the sides chair she was sitting on with her hands, before standing up fully. "I have somemore questions, however." She stated, approaching Samus, stopping a few paces infront of her. She needed to look up to see Samus' face, with Samus being signifficantly taller then she was. "You are Samus, yes?"
With Caius ending the conversation, Yeul pressed off against the sides chair she was sitting on with her hands, before standing up fully. "I have somemore questions, however." She stated, approaching Samus, stopping a few paces infront of her. She needed to look up to see Samus' face, with Samus being signifficantly taller then she was. "You are Samus, yes?"
Gwen had returned near where EMily and Joel were chatting. The bath was ready for Victoria.
<color=purple>"There's been a rift in space-time some distance away. It's within a few kilometers of us, so it's hard to tell what came out of it at my low level of energy."
<color=purple>"There's been a rift in space-time some distance away. It's within a few kilometers of us, so it's hard to tell what came out of it at my low level of energy."
"I had seen you before, but was uncertain if you were the person I had heard of." She began to say, pausing briefly mid-sentance. "You may have heard already, but I am Yeul. He, is Caius." Upon introducing herself, Yeul bowed her head slightly, and when introducing Caius, she extended her arm sideways, pointing towards him.
After this, Yeul paused again, a bit longer this time, indicating a change in subject. "Now for my question; I had heard you vanished earlier, and that someone else amongst us... 'fell' into a television. There was speculation that the events were connected. Was this so?"
After this, Yeul paused again, a bit longer this time, indicating a change in subject. "Now for my question; I had heard you vanished earlier, and that someone else amongst us... 'fell' into a television. There was speculation that the events were connected. Was this so?"
"It normally is. Something strange happened. And I don't remember going in. I blacked out, I think I was attacked. But Seras rescued me."
After some time had passed, the behemoth rounded a corner among the curious mix of antique and contemporary architecture that made up Bristol's inner city, and came to the wide open space where the ships were at rest. Coming to a halt, he looked over the large aircraft with surprise, having only just started to entertain the notion that this was in fact a pre-space flight society. Then he uttered a low, mechanically augmented growl as he saw Hans's Valkyrie for what it was, instantly recognising its kind from the contrail-choked skies of countless battlefields in his past.
"A world of many surprises, it seems." He muttered. "Just where, and when, am I?"
"A world of many surprises, it seems." He muttered. "Just where, and when, am I?"