We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)
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Lambda, distracted by some reports up to this point, picked up the phone. "Hello?"
Candace drew her sword and gun, trying not to freak out.
Candace drew her sword and gun, trying not to freak out.
"Hello Lambda. This is Anik. Umm ... I think the situation is kind of getting out of hand, here. We had a person fuming ... literally. And now Dalahar has turned again, but he is speaking.
I'm kind of lost on what to do. But ... actually, I wanted to ask if you could help me get back to the station? I haven't yet memorized the way, and now I'm lost there as well. And I had some more questions, but I can ask them back at your place..." Anik sounded a little bit confused.
I'm kind of lost on what to do. But ... actually, I wanted to ask if you could help me get back to the station? I haven't yet memorized the way, and now I'm lost there as well. And I had some more questions, but I can ask them back at your place..." Anik sounded a little bit confused.
"I intend to.....peel." He fell all fours. "Peel you. Apart.rend tour flesh and drink deep from your bones" he clutches his head "my mind, it's broken. I shall not flense you, Ella" he had stopped moving his limbs and body seemed to obey him as usual but performed every action with great violence and savagery. His thoughts were the same, a passing thought became obsession. "I....I can manage. In time"
He said finally before growing deeply. Oh how he longed to hunt and kill, to feast on entrails and break bones apart. He felt good, better than he had felt for years. Filled with demonic power nothing seemed to stand a chance. He let out a low chuckle before snarling and twitching. It was true that this was his true self but only a part of it, a reflection in madness. To Dalahar it was something that had onc made him special and revered in his legion. But he never desired this, now he had seen the future the rebellion would
Leave to mankind. He looked upon himself with disdain and the daemon within him even more so
"It's so hard to fight it, to suppress this.....need. Where do I go? What do I do?"
He said finally before growing deeply. Oh how he longed to hunt and kill, to feast on entrails and break bones apart. He felt good, better than he had felt for years. Filled with demonic power nothing seemed to stand a chance. He let out a low chuckle before snarling and twitching. It was true that this was his true self but only a part of it, a reflection in madness. To Dalahar it was something that had onc made him special and revered in his legion. But he never desired this, now he had seen the future the rebellion would
Leave to mankind. He looked upon himself with disdain and the daemon within him even more so
"It's so hard to fight it, to suppress this.....need. Where do I go? What do I do?"
"Oh no... Put me on speaker and make sure he can hear me. I'll guide you all back and try to talk him down." Lambda said over the phone.
"I don't know if you want to hear this ..." Anik said, but put Lambda on speaker regardless. She came closer to Dalahar, but still kept her distance.
"You need to keep it calm. Maybe get out of the city, hunt, if you can't hold it back!" she shouted towards Dalahar.
"You have any ideas?" Anik spoke into the phone, then held it out, so Lambda's voice could be heard by Dalahar and the others as well.
"You need to keep it calm. Maybe get out of the city, hunt, if you can't hold it back!" she shouted towards Dalahar.
"You have any ideas?" Anik spoke into the phone, then held it out, so Lambda's voice could be heard by Dalahar and the others as well.
"Gosh..." Shana said. "This may be beyond what I've seen back home. I don't know what other advise I can give him." Her hands here flailing around her head, scrambling for ideas.
"Umm... um um. Like what Anik said, try and find an outlet."
"Umm... um um. Like what Anik said, try and find an outlet."
Ella was at a loss for words at first and just stood there, grasping her weapon tightly. Every instinct she had screamed at her to fire, or run away, or just puke her guts out on the spot. She just barely managed to stammer out a reply; "You can control your instincts. You were a soldier, right? Maintain your discipline." It wasn't clear if she was really speaking to Dalahar, or just to herself.
At the sound of Lambdas voice he was given pause. He reared up, standing on two legs again, stooping to gaze into the device. "Discipline"
He said with a snort "Dislipline defines me, us. Gives me purpose, reason." His entire body shuddered. Lambda had been privy to a number of Dalahar's inner thoughts. That recollection solidifies him in where he was. The others, all of them. Though he had just met them did not turn weapons against him but words. Words. The Word Bearers. His former legion and home, Lorgar, his former primarch and father, the rebellion, his former cause and ruination.
Here there was people who listened to the Word. He remembered Lorgar telling him he never wanted to be a general, never wanted to command, to kill. He wanted to be a scholar like his brother Magnus. He emitted a low pained groan.
He said with a snort "Dislipline defines me, us. Gives me purpose, reason." His entire body shuddered. Lambda had been privy to a number of Dalahar's inner thoughts. That recollection solidifies him in where he was. The others, all of them. Though he had just met them did not turn weapons against him but words. Words. The Word Bearers. His former legion and home, Lorgar, his former primarch and father, the rebellion, his former cause and ruination.
Here there was people who listened to the Word. He remembered Lorgar telling him he never wanted to be a general, never wanted to command, to kill. He wanted to be a scholar like his brother Magnus. He emitted a low pained groan.
Dalahar roared, a twisted and distorted thing. The last exertion that brought him to a stand still. His fingers twitched and moved as he willed, more importantly his thoughts were no longer blackened by such gruesome things. "Thank you" he murmured and fell to the ground with a crash, his body snapping and shrinking back into place.
Getring soft Dalahar? Why do you hesitate? Try to change what you are? 24 at Alberas, 419 at Dasonhold, 67 at Paralnus, hundreds over so
Many battlefields, 67 brother astartes at itsvaan V. 4 million at Tikvar
Getring soft Dalahar? Why do you hesitate? Try to change what you are? 24 at Alberas, 419 at Dasonhold, 67 at Paralnus, hundreds over so
Many battlefields, 67 brother astartes at itsvaan V. 4 million at Tikvar
Absolutely not feeling like being near a potential combat zone, before Anik went to Dalahar, Kuki asked her to put them down. Once in the ground, Kuki moved about, more skittishly again, staying close to whatever objects he could hide behind, besides, or under.
He approached a few people, and tried to talk to them, only succeeding to get someone's attention on the first try. Kuki asked the pedestrian for directions to the portal station, then began making their way back to where Anik had left them.
He approached a few people, and tried to talk to them, only succeeding to get someone's attention on the first try. Kuki asked the pedestrian for directions to the portal station, then began making their way back to where Anik had left them.
"I'm not sure, I can't see... Someone pick him up if need be." La!bda gave them directions to the station.
Candace still stood there, shocked.
Candace still stood there, shocked.
Hearing Ellie puke, Anik commented: "I'm sorry for you ... sometimes I'm glad I can't see."
She then made her way back to where Kuki was, picking him up again after he spoke to her. To all she said: "We will go back to the station. Feel free to come with, or find some other thing to do.
But I don't think I will wait for you long. I want to know what's up with fuming man, and help the cute little Kuki. But ... oh, right, I could give you my phone number."
Anik then proceeded to let her phone read her phone number, enough times that the others might remember it. "That's it. If you need me, just call."
"You fine, Kuki? I hope you don't need to throw up as well."
She then made her way back to where Kuki was, picking him up again after he spoke to her. To all she said: "We will go back to the station. Feel free to come with, or find some other thing to do.
But I don't think I will wait for you long. I want to know what's up with fuming man, and help the cute little Kuki. But ... oh, right, I could give you my phone number."
Anik then proceeded to let her phone read her phone number, enough times that the others might remember it. "That's it. If you need me, just call."
"You fine, Kuki? I hope you don't need to throw up as well."