We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)

[Vakra jal]

"Do what the Word Bearers have always done. I can't let go of my gene heritage." He eyes Red from beneath his helmet "I have no intention to leave, I'm the only astartes to escape a life of eternal war.
If my life takes me back to that then so be it. That is the path chosen by fate. I still seek something worth fighting for"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Ile Bizard, Montreal, March 3rd

The shopkeeper pointed at a piece of wood with a rune carved into one side, in a shape approximately like a Y and an A, though as a single symbol. "That one can produce fire. But be careful with it." She then said to Nina, "A ring is $200. And that rune is $30."

[hr]

Bordeaux Prison, March 4th

"Planeswalkers? Oh, you mean interdimensionals. Right now we just have one other one." the officer replied.

 

[Silence]

[color=e50000]"If you say so ..."[/color] Red said, frowning.

She took a step back, then breathed out. Some fiery energy came out of her mouth, and formed into a oval-shaped portal next to the two. Dalahar could see through - it was a place ravaged by war, but currently devoid of any life.

Red spoke again: [color=e50000]"This is a portal back to your world, to a place nobody would search for you. Fate has given it to you.
You can step through, and leave this world in peace."[/color]

[hr]

"One other one? Who is it?
Might we be able to talk?"

 

[Vakra jal]

Dalahar inclined his head, seeing that the place he saw was indeed somewhere back in his home universe. Hassus, could tell be the sky line.
Dalahar wouldn't go back now. As astartes without legion, not even a Blackshield. Not only that but his was possessed by a daemon, even the other traitor Legiones were wary of daemons. Only the Word Bearers accepted them fully. Dalahar had been running from everyrhing behind him. Going back would waste all that effort. Recently Dalahar had come to enjoy being free, as it were. Feeling the kick of a weapon in his hands and the sounds of battle, knowing that it was of his own volition that he was fighting. It was liberating and he wanted to experience more of this freedom, this ability to act.

"I won't go back. No more oaths to fill, apart from those I've sworn here. Horus and Lorgar can have their damned rebellion, Lorgar can have his true gods. I'll have no part of it and I want to be as far away as possible."
He shook his head "no one is looking for me anyway, I bear my punishment as should" despite everything he still cares deeply for Lorgar as it was him who spared him the block or martyrdom and instead sent his son away.
"Lorgar sent me away for a reason"

 

[Silence]

Montreal, Quebec, Canada. March 4th, 2025
- Bordeaux Prison -
Late Morning​

[color=e50000]"Then I am sorry."[/color] Red said, slightly sad. She breathed in, causing the portal to dissolve and the energy going back into her mouth. [color=e50000]"Why did he send you away?"[/color] she asked.

 

[Chungus]

Ile Bizard, Montreal. Afternoon. March 3rd​

"Huh. Well... considering the wildlife varying traits between the various... Vesh'Rah, I assume viable offspring couldn't be produced between two different variants. Am I right?"

[hr]

ED Shelter, lobby, Montreal. Morning. March 4th.​

Sitting behind the breakfast bowl, under a chair, Kuki stopped eating, and poked their head out from under the chair on seeing Shana enter the lobby.

"Good morning!"

they greeted her.

"Slept well?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Ile Bizard, Montreal, March 3rd

"They can, it's just uncommon."

[hr]

Bordeaux Prison, March 4th

"Her name is Viyang Bel-Ae. I can see if she wants to speak with you." the officer replied.

[hr]

A receptionist answered the phone, first in French and then in English just like before.

 

[Slenn]

"Yes I did. Thank you. Dalahar's training feels like it's paying off." She ate her usual sausage and eggs. "I'm actually quite good at physical education, so it's not much different. What tires me out are the meals after them."

 

[Vakra jal]

Dalahar wasn't going to answer that. At least not truthfully. "I made the wrong decision, war changes even us astartes. I'd grown numb to any form of trauma or attrocity. I didnt care and Lorgar need his sons rage to be pure but he knew that it would be impossible. The Heresy was a mess, a twisted deformation of what it begun as. Noble intentions and all that"

 

[Silence]

Montreal, Quebec, Canada. March 4th, 2025
- Bordeaux Prison -
Late Morning​

"Please do." Green said to the officer. "We might be able to bring her back to her world, if you would allow that, too.
We'd need to get the woman who was with us when we speak to this Viyang. For now, though, please just make sure she is willing to speak with us."

[hr]

[color=e50000]"Honestly, that's so vague, I don't know what you mean."[/color] Red said to Dalahar. [color=e50000]"Do you still have rage in you, or is it all gone?"[/color]

 

[Vakra jal]

Thats the idea. You don't seem the type who would understand
"I hated the emperor for what he's done, what he threatened to do. I hated the bureaucrats he handed control of the imperium to. I hated a lot of things. I am angry, frustrated but for different reasons than before" he explained poorly

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Bordeaux Prison, March 4th

"We're trying to locate her world to deport her, anyway, so that would be a big help." the officer said, before leaving the room briefly. When she returned, she said, "Viyang has agreed to meet with you."

 

[Silence]

Montreal, Quebec, Canada. March 4th, 2025
- Bordeaux Prison -
Late Morning​

[color=e50000]"That is fair enough."[/color] Red said to Dalahar. [color=e50000]"You should try to calm yourself, to find peace of mind. Rage does not help."[/color]

[hr]

"Thank you." Green said. "We will get Red, then come to talk to her."
He and Black left the room, or would be led outside by the officer.

Red spotted them, and gave a meaningful look to both of them, before they told her what they intended to do. Red agreed to meet with Viyang.

"I will stay here." Black said. Green nodded.

Red and Green would then get back inside, and let the officer or someone else take them to Viyang.

[hr]

Black spoke to Dalahar: "So, big guy, how many have you killed?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Bordeaux Prison, March 4th

Green and Red would be led to the visiting room, where Viyang was brought in. She looked at them curiously, then sat down. [color=663399]"I heard you can send me home."[/color]

 

[Furioso]

March 3, Ile Bizard

Raz looked at the wood the shopkeeper was talking about to Nina. "How does a piece of wood make fire? And wouldn't that be... bad for the wood?"

 

[Vakra jal]

"Astartes can't know peace." He said simply. He looked at Black, kind of confused at the visual difference between him and the red woman. "All together or categorised" he said half joking

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Ile Bizard, Montreal, March 3rd

"The fire doesn't actually come from the wood, it comes from the rune. The wood just provides the energy. Any organic material can, in fact. Anyway, since the fire is projected out of the rune, it doesn't come into contact with the wood." the shopkeeper explained. "Or the short answer would be; magic!"

 

[Silence]

Montreal, Quebec, Canada. March 4th, 2025
- Bordeaux Prison -
Late Morning​

[color=e50000]"This is correct."[/color] Red said to Viyang. [color=e50000]"I could do it right now, if I'm allowed to."[/color]

Green chimed in: "One question: What were you doing in this world?"

[hr]

Black laughed out loud, seemingly finding the joke funny. "Categorised?" he asked. "What kind of categories are we speaking of here?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Bordeaux Prison, March 4th

[color=663399]"I showed up by accident. I don't know how or why."[/color] Viyang told Green.

 

[Vakra jal]

Dalahar chuckled himself "Xenos, humans."
He then indicated to himself "then I've got astartes like myself too"