A slightly smaller Mess

Caiber: its alright. We got out. *he sees the gash on caiber's chest.*

Charles: aye. she is.

Crach: no. They were still loyal. But... those who spent too long around them started to..change. First in mind...eventually in body.

Laurence: "You took his hit for me..." *He beckons him over* "Let me fix it."

Mac: "This has got to be... a close third worst scrap we've had though." 

Logen: "What happened to them then... those bastards were traitors all."

he does so, wincing in pain as he does

Charles: third?

Crach: those ones? Don't know... he said prospero opened his eyes....

Laurence: *he rests his hand to caiber's chest, laurence wills, and caiber's body obeys, cells jumping to action at his will, the wound begins to close, but not without significant pain. Every niggling ache and jab of natural healing, compressed into but a few seconds.*

Mac: "I'll tell you about the second worst some time... but not today."

Logen: "Prospero was a massacre... Too many civilians... maybe it turned him against the emperor."

Caiber: fuck...ow

Charles: alright.

Crach: maybe...took his men with him too.

Laurence: "Should've warned you, sorry." *takes his hand off, and slumps back against the wall.* 

Logen: "No need to worry yourself with it brother"

Caiber: it's fine...*gestures to anne* You saved her damn life I think.

Crach:... They're a reminder of what we could be, Logen. We cannot cure it. We came close once, and magnus destroyed our efforts.

Laurence: "Have i met her before?... She looks a lot like trish did..." 

Logen: "We all have our dark reflection crach, take strength from it brother."

Caiber: She's Charles' bodyguard I think... Their leader was crushing her body under his boot.

Crach:.. yours cannot infect you with its very presence.

Logen: "True enough."

Laurence: "I remember that... Did i kill him? I tried..."

Crach just sighs

Caiber: no. He got away. But we got out, alive, and we've got the artifact.

Logen: "We'll have him next time brother. Wipe that stain of the face of the galaxy."

Laurence: "it'll have to do." *Looks down at himself, and realises he's wearing the barest scraps of cloth that survived his transformation, and sheaths his body in metal* "Well... embarrassing."

Crach: i appreciate the sentiment.

Caiber laughs

Charles approaches himfeas guys
"And you are?"

Logen: "Now... I do believe we have a worrying issue to deal with now."

Laurence: "Alright..." *lifts himself to his feet, and walks unsteadily to anne and jack. jack eyes him with suspicion.*

Crach: hm?

Caiber's behind laurence as he does
Anne's still fighting for every breath

OOC: Where are we?
The planet, the ship?

Logen: "Our wolfish friend."

Laurence: *he puts a hand on her shoulder, and her breathing becomes easier, as he closes the punctures in her lung.*

OOC: *We're in a thunderhawk*

"So. Who do I talk to about retrieving some heavy equipment?" The Tau felt small, sat in the hold next to these giants.

Charles: well?

*one of the scions gestures arkais towards charles*

anne gasps for air, suddenly able to breath properly

Crach:...right

Logen: "You saw his... Rampage."

Laurence: "Sorry for the... late rescue."

Charles: I am a member of the emperor's inquisition. Nothing is classified from me

Crach: aye...

Anne: *coughs as she sits up* th-thanks *cough*

Charles: then i'll be blunt. Tell me, or I throw you off that damn ramp. I'm not in the mood for secrets and lies.

Laurence: "Quite welcome." *he stands up*

Charles:...I'm losing my patience.

Anne catches her breath, recovering. she catches sight of jack.

"I have a semi-functional XV9 Hazard Suit down in the forests Inquisitior, I assume you are familiar with the classification and the worth of this suit?" He interlaced his fingers, resting his head upon them.

Jack: "Hey... You alright?"

OOC steam, rae?
IC Charles: *sighs and turns to arkais* I am.

Anne: I am now... fuck that hurt

Laurence: "Again, welcome."

jack: *He smiles, like she's never seen him smile before, not the manic combat grin, or the smug self satisfied smile. a warm, hopeful smile.*

"With some work it could be made fully operational, It has a few personal upgrades, it's considered one of a kind... Other than that, I can't bare to abandon it, it has seen me through many conflicts."

after a moment of brief surprise, she smiles back

Charles: fine, I'll rip it from your minds then.

"With the cost of risking the life of every individual here."

Charles: what?

"Yes."

Laurence: *Walks over to charles. a rippling mass of silvered muscle.* "Well. What is this."

Jack: "I'm glad you're safe."

Charles: refusing to tell me who they are. willing to die over it. Apparently me ripping it from their heads will put everyone in danger. Apparently.

Anne: thanks. I'll try not to almost die again.

Laurence: "Apparently."

Jack: "I would say fighting a terminator was dumb... but pot kettle black."

Charles: mm.

Anne laughs at that, before coughing again

OOC: Hello!

OOC: Hey Matthew

"So, I take it you'll arrange it all, Inquisitor. No need for any input?"

Charles: *turns back to the tau* Maybe.

OOC: How are you doing?

OOC: I meant 'how are you?' Are you in good health?