A slightly smaller Mess

"Mmhmm!"

"Did you...feel something when we met a minute ago?"

"Now that you mention it...I did. Admittedly you also radiate a rather bright aura"

"Yeah...I don't know what it is but...some...feeling I got...a good one"

*she smiles*

she smiles back, her nervousness still showing

"Are you nervous?"

"Yeah....I am"

"Don't be, I won't bite!....much"

Emma grips her hand a little tighter "much?"

"Nothing wrong with a little biting is there?"

"Never said that...."

*She grins*
"I think we'll get along rather well"

"So do I.."

*she just stands there grinning for a moment*

"...this may be a bit sudden but...want to go someplace? Just us?"

"Sure"

*The landing party enters the stations sphere of influence unmolested. As they draw closer, the necron origins become overwhelmingly clear. The same glossy black stone-like material as the artefacts makes up the walls, and the entire creation exudes a tomb-like feeling. The hangar they are aiming for appears much like the entrance to some grand mausoleum.*

Emma smiles

the group disembark, weapons ready, incase of any kind of sentries, ready to open fire immediatly if necessary

"Where d'you want to go?"

*The hangar bay is a vast cavern of black stone, lit only by a baleful green glow. The moment they leave the ships... they feel watched.*

Roll me a d20.

Emma: somewhere private?

*charles does him a psychic sweep of the place*

The member 'Gorath' has done the following action : Challange Fate

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'd20' : 18

*He sees no living thing in the entire station. But he does see concentrations of energy moving about the halls. And with his eyes... he sees a single green light, winking out from the shadows of a passageway* 

Mac: "How're we going to sweep this place?"

Charles: Stick together. Keep all corners covered. We need to secure the control room first.

Mac: "And we know where it is...?"

Charles: you do remember that we got a full schematic of this place from those artifacts right?

Mac: "We did?... well shit, lead the way."

Ilitha and her squad stick close readying their weapons

They eventually see a group of charred corpses ahead , roll d20

Hakken: "Someone's been stealin my shtick."

The member 'Captain Raeven' has done the following action : Challange Fate

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'd20' : 4

You just see some damaged lasguns and inhuman charred corpses you don't know how they died or what they are but all you can tell they tried to either pry or blow the door down

Roll one more d20

Hera: "Looks like the charge packs blew."

The member 'Captain Raeven' has done the following action : Challange Fate

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'd20' : 4

Charles:...but who are they?

Laurence: *Kneels by them* "Non humans... Not sure of the species, they're too badly burnt."

You don't hear anything and you see a glowing green pack on one it seems to be hissing with a green gas leaking from it

charles creates a barrier around it instantly

Laurence: "Helmets and masks on everyone."

The barrier just fills with the gas no explosions

Ilitha moves forward going ahead leading the way a blood trail leads a way

Jax: "This is just a distraction, we should move on quickly. The further we get before the necrons notice us the better."

Charles: agreed. Ilitha, we need to reach the control room before we do anything else.

S: "My room?"

Ilitha nods and heads back to the group

Charles leads the way again, through the winding corridors, heading directly for the control room. he keeps his psychic vigil up at all times.

Emma: yeah... yeah that works

*Charles senses a large concentration of energy up ahead.*

S: Come on then *she leads the way*

Charles: wait.... *psychic probe*
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Emma follows closely behind

* Its a fuck ton of energy.*

*They eventually get to Serana's room, it's fairly plain but contains everything you would expect. So a massive bed, lots of entertainment devices, her own bathroom, walk in closet, ect*