A slightly smaller Mess

she helps him up

*He hugs her*

hug back

"I've waiting too long for that."

"Me too... its good to see you.... the real you, again"

"It's good to be me."

she chuckles
"that it is"

*He looks over at... himself, standing in the corner* "What to do with me... it then..."

it was repaired during the procedure
"Well....I COULD have it modified so you could still pilot it...but the words 'tech heresy' come to mind"

Tyren: "I don't exactly remember how to fight without it... my limbs are all... wrong"

"are you going to be alright?"

Tyren: "The knack for being human will come back eventually."

she pats him on the back
"aye....now I need to make a call to a certain psyker"

Tyren: "I think... that might be a good idea... If he learns i was taken... the boy is likely to do something rash."

"Alright. I'll be back in a second."

*Tyren smiles, and lets go of the hug.* "I'll try to get used to this."

"alright. Won't be long" she goes out, and puts her helmet on, going to the comms unit
+Psyker. I need you.+

Laurence: +Now there's something i never thought i would hear.+ *in the background she can hear the clashing of blades*

+I assume you are busy+

Laurence: +We'll stop for now, continue on with the others. *Footsteps* Now we can talk.+

+Training?+

OOC. ..rae?

OOC: Just posted for you bud

+Bringing my men into shape.+

+Its about Tyren. I've done...something that I need your help with+

+*Sighs* What did you do?+

+To be completely blunt? Gave him his body back+

+You did... what?+

+You're a damn biomancer, figure it out.+

+The dangers of... GAH! Damn heretics, never think things through.+

+Watch your tongue psyker. I'm still listening.+

+You want my help, you're in no position to threaten me Lyanna.+

+Right. Right.+

+What do you want.+

+I know how this will be...perceived by his brothers and other imperials.+

+Heresy of the highest regard, and a venerable dreadnought of ten thousand years will be burned at the stake, either metaphorically, or literally.+

+That's where I need your help.+

+I can make him disappear, if thats what you need.+

+No. I need your help...creating a cover story so to speak+

+I can't do that and you know it.+

+Yes you can. Claim its a magos biologis' experiment he volenteered for, was a success. You know the mechanicum, the amount of innovations they make that just get filed away and never seen again is astounding.+

+Magos Biologis? What you've done is beyond even my abilities. People will know, and they won't believe me. I'm not exactly on the inquisitions list of favorite people.+

+I have my own connections. So do you. We both know how well the administratum processes information.+

+We're walking a fine line here. This could be the final straw for me.+

+Can your friend not help us here?+

+Friend? What friend?+

+The ordo xenos one.+

Laurence: +Charles?... Not exactly a friend. Far more puritanical than i am... He could disapprove, then our little conspiracy would be sunk before it even sets sail.+

+we have to do something, laurence.+

+The facts are plain and simple, he cannot return to his own kind. I cannot cover something this large up, each and every report to do with me is poured over with a fine toothed comb.+

+You can't, but you must know someone who can.+

+I'm not engrossed in politics like other members of the inquisition, I have a great number of informants, smugglers, soldiers and killers, very few bureaucrats. And this leaves out the idea of deceiving an entire chapter of space marines.+