Tali returned the gesture to the Eldar before returning to her work on the core. Meanwhile, Shepard contacted Dr. Chakwas and asked her to go to the mens washroom and check on the sick man. All the while, the Normandy sped toward West Point.
OOC: I really need to sleep. Say the Normandy lands whenever you want, if you need to use any of the crew go ahead, try not pull a Jaguar on any of them, though i'm sure I don't need to tell any of you that.
In the Cargo Bay the Guardian found the range and set hiself up to fire. In the space of 5 seconds the targets were shredded and the containers behind them were too, leaving the wall behind them embedded with several dozen Shurikens. The Guardian looked around to see no-one was looking and decided it was best to leave.
Xanis had sent a communication to Draug to bring the forces in Scotland to the co-ordinates provided. When the Dark Reaper recieved them he led the troops their into the Webway Gate to travel almost instantly to a location near the waypoint.
Royce blinked in confusion as he alien he had just been looking at disappeared. He removed his helmet and ran his hand threw his short, brown hair. "What the heck is wrong with me?" he murmured to himself.
Royce was breathing heavily now. "Huhwhat? No...no I'm...I'm fineb-b-b-but I'm tired, that's all. I-I-I gotta go." he said, barely being coherent at this point as the voice refused to leave his head. He put his helmet back on, scrambled to his feet, and rushed out the door of the bathroom. He made his way to a secluded area of the ship and sat down, hugging his knees to his chest.
Alastair was on the bridge and had Xavier and Sofia watching the other Eldar. Alastair knew they would go back on their deal so kept a watchful eye. He leaned back and hit a book. The Great Book? Alastair retrieved it and began to read it. "Rachna!" He said and a giant spider appeared in the cargo bay.
Kilo was in the armoury with Grunt. "So, Big Guy, Who are you?" Kilo asked.
Interested, Knife followed the Eldar to the cargo bay. After watching it practice with a gun that shot shurikens and then leave, Knife decided to do some practising of his own. As he stepped into the cargo bay proper, a giant spider appeared. "What." Was all he cut utter, as the ill proportioned arachnid turned it's gaze towards him.
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