I have no fashion-based authority, unless you call it taste.
[ In which case he has plenty, says the little smile that sentence draws. Also, the only superheroes he knows are Kotetsu and Barnaby, and their identities couldn't be more public. ]
And you can't take it off, because you'll die if you do. That's the whole point. If you try, it'll warn you - which means I think it's possible, but not advisable. Put it on, or you'll be stuck in there permanently.
[ Sturmhond doesn't ask, though he does note the recruit's unease. He doesn't mind what people use to defend themselves, so long as they can. If Kaneki thinks he can protect himself without a gun or blade, Sturmhond won't contradict him. Besides, people can hide weapons in all manner of places. The rifle on Sturmhond's back and the sword at his side are far from the only ones he's carrying. He nods. ]
Good.
The next move is to find out what killed them. Preferably before it kills anyone else.
[ His voice is calm and even, because that's how he wants Kaneki to feel. Now isn't the time to panic. ]
The Instructors will need to know about this. What team are you on?
[Guns tended to make Kaneki somewhat nervous, and blades, well. Those were useless when he was personally equipped with a natural weapon far sharper and more deadly than any bladed weapon mankind had ever managed to make. He might not be very good at long distance fighting, but when you could close a gap like Kaneki could, it didn't make much of a difference.
So, no, he wasn't wanting to get into an encounter with whatever killed these recruits, but if it happened, he knew that he might be able to put up slightly more of a fight than they had.]
Agreed. [A somewhat dour statement, but extremely necessary. If they neglected to respond to this, it would most likely happen again, if the evidence was to be believed. Kaneki has to wonder what the officers were doing in this situation, though it's interesting so much of what is handled on this ship was handled by those consigned to its service.
He appreciates Sturmhond's level tone; Kaneki's voice is similar, when it doesn't have a slight hitch. More so because of the smell than the actual scene. For that, well, he's seen (and caused) far worse.]
Red. [He has very little idea what that means.] Instructors—the ones that lead the teams? [He looked around at the functions of the blackglass last night and noticed that there were many files on the crew, but he hadn't looked into too many.]
[ There's no shame in being new. It just contextualises things for him. Turning back to the bodies, he shakes his head.
He wishes he knew. ]
They must have been taken by surprise. These two were skilled. They knew what they were doing. Whoever, or whatever killed them, wouldn't have had an easy task.
[ It looks like it was easy, though. There's so much blood. And then there's the scratch marks. ]
[Out of sheer morbid fascination, she steps forward to see the closer one better - although she keeps a decent distance from the varren-like animal as she does so, not out of fear so much as simple wariness.
Just looking at them, she can't tell what happened - but it looks to her far too messy to have been a shooting, and if it was the animal, it wouldn't be that clean. She feels, for a split-second, a slight measure of guilt for having immediately assumed.]
No, it doesn't look like it was easy. [She tries to swallow away the smell of blood sticking in the back of her throat.]
Orange - I'm in Orange. [The words come out hurriedly, as if getting them out of the way to ask the next question:] You knew them?
[ Sturmhond looks amused. Korol, for his part, looks less than impressed, and his reptilian eyes are fixed on Peter like he's a particularly tasty cut of steak. Sorry about that. He really isn't about to attack you, regardless. ]
I've had him since he was a hatchling, and he stayed with me. All Blues were given eggs, at first, but few bahari still remain. You'll see them around.
Though, actually, I do ride him into battle. He's taken quite well to that. He's certainly tough enough; his scales remind me of a dragon's.
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[He's probably a very disgusting cut of steak. Riddled with chemicals and bug guts, why would you eat that Korol, it's not good for you.]
It hatched? So he's reptilian? [He quirks his head to the left. Okay, slight bit of a geek moment here, forgive him, because the morphism says mammal but the skin and carapaces say...well insect or reptile, really. It's a bizarre mix.] Does he chew his food or spit digestive juices on it first?
[ About the need for caution. This ship is full of new recruits. How many of them are going to react calmly to this? ]
We don't need anyone to panic. We need these bodies moved, and not in full view of anyone who wanders in here.
[ Also, forensics aren't exactly his specialty; Ravka doesn't have anything so sophisticated as fingerprint technology, much less anything in excess. ]
I'll speak to Ghost. If that container is any indication, it came in with the supplies. That's the place to start, anyway.
Would you like me to contact Medical, then? There's a chance that they're already aware and will soon be responding to the scene, but it wouldn't hurt to ensure that all of our bases are covered.
[ Surely there are tests that they need to run. Determining the cause of death may well be the most important step moving forward, and then they can continue their investigations after that. ]
[ But it's a place to start, and there are few enough leads to begin with. It's certainly not one he's willing to pass up. He glances at her. ]
I'm not drawing any conclusions. If only every murder could be solved as easily as that.
No, but think about it. That container is filled with scratches, and it's been torn apart. That's not easy to do, and it's clear we're looking for something strong here. If there was something inside, it's an unauthorised presence, and we'll need to find it.
And given that, an unauthorised presence appearing at the same time as two of the crew are found dead is not a coincidence I'm happy living with. Are you?
((ooc: sorry for the wait! Holidays ate me alive. Feel free to drop if you need to. ))
[ Now isn't that a leap and April's eyes widen just a little. ]
Two dead already?
[ she whistled ]
That must have been some party indeed.
[ she paused ]
Just kidding. [ casting a glance towards the container, she did frown, however, and a little of her lackadaisacal attitude shed a layer. ] Did we ever hear whether those scratches were on the inside or the outside of the box?
[ But not out of the question. Just because he doesn't remember a time lapse between being taken from his planet and waking up in Ajna's skies doesn't mean there wasn't one. In fact, his fuzzed memories of the medical centre implies the very opposite. ]
They can play fast and loose with time, when they want to. They sent me briefly home a while back, and returned me to the very point they'd taken me from. I'd been with them for several months at the time. Much as I hate to admit it, what you're suggesting is more than possible.
[ Sturmhond repeats it, while shaking her hand. A bit of curiosity comes into his eyes now. He hadn't known Samus when she was here before, but he's read over the crew's files multiple times. He's sure that name rings a bell. ]
Sort of? Interesting way of putting it.
You haven't been here before, have you? Only your name is very familiar to me.
[Samus turns her gaze away, trying desperately not to audibly sigh. Well, at least he didn't seem to know her personally.]
According to most everyone I've spoken to, yes. I was previously recruited with the Neheda, though I can't remember my time with the CDC prior to Selena VII.
According to Pilot, I either had my memories wiped, or they've recruited an alternate version of myself. I still don't know what's going on.
[ The brains of the opertaion. The main control. She thinks he suits the role well if appearances are anything to go by. Internal affaird, too, sounds much better than the way others have explained the Red Team to her. ]
I know he has certain standards regarding height. [ But then. ] Who are we?
[ He didn't build it but he designed it, something that sophisticated. Sturmhond can't help smiling. That appeals to the inventor in him, and no mistake. He wants to know how it works.
How something that's a computer could seem so real.
Korol is treating the lion like it's real, anyway. He straightens when it starts to circle him in turn, and then breathes out a huff of acceptance. Head held high, he meets the lion halfway, moving to get used to its scent. The lines of blue that glow down Korol's sides get a little brighter. Sturmhond recognises this ritual. Korol is similar with Ringo, the other male berserker. The posturing is the same, the unwillingness to seem subservient.
Sturmhond lets them get on with it and looks back at Trip. ]
I'm in Blue Team, and was with the first Drop this crew experienced. All of us were given eggs. When they hatched, we cared for them, and some were allowed to keep one. They grew very quickly. Later, they disappeared, and when they returned there were fewer of them.
And they dragged the others behind them, dead.
[ He still doesn't totally know what all that was about. That had been a taxing week for other reasons. The only sign of that is a slight tension in his jaw, but he also moves on quickly. ]
When Korol came back, he was this size. He bit my hand. [ Sturmhond holds it up, showing the little scar from Korol's dual rows of teeth. He hadn't used a nanite on this wound; it hadn't seemed right. ] After that he started to glow. I believe it may be some form of empathy, though...I don't know everything about his species yet.
He seems to like your friend, at any rate.
[ By which Sturmhond means Korol isn't trying to bite the lion's head off. That has to be a good sign. ]
[ He lifts his eyebrows at that first line. Thanks to his disagreements with Anders, though, he's aware of the hard time mages get on Hawke's world. He doesn't say anything about that; it had gotten him into hot water with one person, he's not about to make the same mistake again. ]
I'd be terrified, if I were you. A lot of us have known him more than half a year.
If you can help conceal us, it would be a great help. They were thinking about using a fog of some kind; would your magic help with that?
Which means that if you're still friends with him, you'll probably stick with him for life.
[ While Anders could be difficult to approach on a friendly level, it wasn't impossible to. In fact, she found it to be one of the most rewarding relationships that she'd ever had. Of course, she wasn't going to admit that to someone she didn't know very well; sticking to teasing him was a lot easier. Hopefully he responded better to it than some others did. She may have been inclined to tease, but she would still defend him loyally where it counted most. ]
I can. Do you need distractions as well as concealment? Because I'm sure that I can make something up.
[ Luckily enough, Korol is angered enough by the fighting going on around him that he doesn't take offence at this newcomer not liking cats. There'll be time enough for that later. Once he gets the chance, he'll be very keen to change her mind.
Sturmhond ignores that comment as well, and gestures to her instead. The sheer violence and strength she's exhibiting is reason enough. ]
Well, Blue and Green are in this together, and with moves like that I'd expect Green. You're powerful, strong. You'd make a good soldier.
[ Korol turns them, whipping the razor-sharp edge of his tail against another Neraki. It slices across the creatures skin, making it wail, and Sturmhond follows this up with a plasma blast to the face. That stops the wailing, though the Neraki still doesn't look dead. His brow knits with concentration, but he's still quipping to Asuka. ]
[ Korol shouldn't take too much offense from it. Asuka just doesn't like most animals. Dogs, cats, penguins. Maybe it's because she doesn't quite understand what she's missing. Her world has always been rather barren. Lonely. Too many humans, too few of the other species, and humans were never very good at connecting with each other. Unlike animals.
She knows a compliment when she hears one. Sturmhond earns a little pleased smirk from her, before she remembers not to let it get to her head. (It already got to her head). But this guy's still showing off. She barely has enough action for herself with the guy and the cat taking on most of the Neraki.
Not that she really minds. ]
Okay. So where do you put the pretty and smart-talking ones?
[ Because for a start, who took it? This is the first he's heard of any such thing. The thought that this would be a conversation best served for later does not really occur to him, since he's still working on releasing the cages.
Finally, the first one is on the ground. He leaves the job of opening it to someone else, and hurries to get started on the second instead. ]
Zack is still concentrating on his casting -- and taking a few shots at any nearby Neraki while he's at it. It's times like these he should probably carry a gun; he just doesn't like to. ]
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For Erin (Neheda drop log)
Can doesn't mean will. There are a few of them on board, they're called bahari.
Quite safe, unless you antagonise them.
For Wally (Neheda drop log)
I have no fashion-based authority, unless you call it taste.
[ In which case he has plenty, says the little smile that sentence draws. Also, the only superheroes he knows are Kotetsu and Barnaby, and their identities couldn't be more public. ]
And you can't take it off, because you'll die if you do. That's the whole point. If you try, it'll warn you - which means I think it's possible, but not advisable. Put it on, or you'll be stuck in there permanently.
For Kaneki (Neheda drop log)
Good.
The next move is to find out what killed them. Preferably before it kills anyone else.
[ His voice is calm and even, because that's how he wants Kaneki to feel. Now isn't the time to panic. ]
The Instructors will need to know about this. What team are you on?
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So, no, he wasn't wanting to get into an encounter with whatever killed these recruits, but if it happened, he knew that he might be able to put up slightly more of a fight than they had.]
Agreed. [A somewhat dour statement, but extremely necessary. If they neglected to respond to this, it would most likely happen again, if the evidence was to be believed. Kaneki has to wonder what the officers were doing in this situation, though it's interesting so much of what is handled on this ship was handled by those consigned to its service.
He appreciates Sturmhond's level tone; Kaneki's voice is similar, when it doesn't have a slight hitch. More so because of the smell than the actual scene. For that, well, he's seen (and caused) far worse.]
Red. [He has very little idea what that means.] Instructors—the ones that lead the teams? [He looked around at the functions of the blackglass last night and noticed that there were many files on the crew, but he hadn't looked into too many.]
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For Mitsuru (Neheda drop log)
Why had they been taken to a compound? What had those collars been for? In his experience, putting a collar on someone is never a good sign. ]
And you have no memory of what happened when you got there?
Your absence was strange. Completely unexplained, and life on Selena went on as normal. I assumed you'd shipped out. Clearly that was wrong.
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[How worrying it sounds, too, but. . . well. She couldn't help it]
At any rate, we've all seemed to make it back to the ship safely. That's something to be grateful for.
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For Tali (Neheda drop log)
He wishes he knew. ]
They must have been taken by surprise. These two were skilled. They knew what they were doing. Whoever, or whatever killed them, wouldn't have had an easy task.
[ It looks like it was easy, though. There's so much blood. And then there's the scratch marks. ]
We need to find out. Which team are you?
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Just looking at them, she can't tell what happened - but it looks to her far too messy to have been a shooting, and if it was the animal, it wouldn't be that clean. She feels, for a split-second, a slight measure of guilt for having immediately assumed.]
No, it doesn't look like it was easy. [She tries to swallow away the smell of blood sticking in the back of her throat.]
Orange - I'm in Orange. [The words come out hurriedly, as if getting them out of the way to ask the next question:] You knew them?
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For Spidey (Neheda drop log)
I've had him since he was a hatchling, and he stayed with me. All Blues were given eggs, at first, but few bahari still remain. You'll see them around.
Though, actually, I do ride him into battle. He's taken quite well to that. He's certainly tough enough; his scales remind me of a dragon's.
I THINK i'm getting the bahari descriptions right lemme know if i was wrong...
It hatched? So he's reptilian? [He quirks his head to the left. Okay, slight bit of a geek moment here, forgive him, because the morphism says mammal but the skin and carapaces say...well insect or reptile, really. It's a bizarre mix.] Does he chew his food or spit digestive juices on it first?
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For Barnaby (Neheda drop log)
[ About the need for caution. This ship is full of new recruits. How many of them are going to react calmly to this? ]
We don't need anyone to panic. We need these bodies moved, and not in full view of anyone who wanders in here.
[ Also, forensics aren't exactly his specialty; Ravka doesn't have anything so sophisticated as fingerprint technology, much less anything in excess. ]
I'll speak to Ghost. If that container is any indication, it came in with the supplies. That's the place to start, anyway.
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[ Surely there are tests that they need to run. Determining the cause of death may well be the most important step moving forward, and then they can continue their investigations after that. ]
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For April (Neheda drop log)
[ But it's a place to start, and there are few enough leads to begin with. It's certainly not one he's willing to pass up. He glances at her. ]
I'm not drawing any conclusions. If only every murder could be solved as easily as that.
No, but think about it. That container is filled with scratches, and it's been torn apart. That's not easy to do, and it's clear we're looking for something strong here. If there was something inside, it's an unauthorised presence, and we'll need to find it.
And given that, an unauthorised presence appearing at the same time as two of the crew are found dead is not a coincidence I'm happy living with. Are you?
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[ Now isn't that a leap and April's eyes widen just a little. ]
Two dead already?
[ she whistled ]
That must have been some party indeed.
[ she paused ]
Just kidding. [ casting a glance towards the container, she did frown, however, and a little of her lackadaisacal attitude shed a layer. ] Did we ever hear whether those scratches were on the inside or the outside of the box?
[ because like he said, why assume? ]
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For Isha (Neheda drop log)
[ But not out of the question. Just because he doesn't remember a time lapse between being taken from his planet and waking up in Ajna's skies doesn't mean there wasn't one. In fact, his fuzzed memories of the medical centre implies the very opposite. ]
They can play fast and loose with time, when they want to. They sent me briefly home a while back, and returned me to the very point they'd taken me from. I'd been with them for several months at the time. Much as I hate to admit it, what you're suggesting is more than possible.
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[Another warm and cozy thought.]
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For Samus (Neheda drop log)
[ Sturmhond repeats it, while shaking her hand. A bit of curiosity comes into his eyes now. He hadn't known Samus when she was here before, but he's read over the crew's files multiple times. He's sure that name rings a bell. ]
Sort of? Interesting way of putting it.
You haven't been here before, have you? Only your name is very familiar to me.
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According to most everyone I've spoken to, yes. I was previously recruited with the Neheda, though I can't remember my time with the CDC prior to Selena VII.
According to Pilot, I either had my memories wiped, or they've recruited an alternate version of myself. I still don't know what's going on.
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geeze my apologies for this late as heck tag
no worries!
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For Amber (Neheda drop log)
We're split three ways.
[ Or at least that's how he understands it. It's also how their evaluations had been split out - three kinds of options. ]
There's Command, Supply, and Medical. We deal with strategy and coordination. Red Team is internal affairs. You'll be under Dagger.
Or do you know that already?
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I know he has certain standards regarding height. [ But then. ] Who are we?
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For Trip (Neheda drop log)
How something that's a computer could seem so real.
Korol is treating the lion like it's real, anyway. He straightens when it starts to circle him in turn, and then breathes out a huff of acceptance. Head held high, he meets the lion halfway, moving to get used to its scent. The lines of blue that glow down Korol's sides get a little brighter. Sturmhond recognises this ritual. Korol is similar with Ringo, the other male berserker. The posturing is the same, the unwillingness to seem subservient.
Sturmhond lets them get on with it and looks back at Trip. ]
I'm in Blue Team, and was with the first Drop this crew experienced. All of us were given eggs. When they hatched, we cared for them, and some were allowed to keep one. They grew very quickly. Later, they disappeared, and when they returned there were fewer of them.
And they dragged the others behind them, dead.
[ He still doesn't totally know what all that was about. That had been a taxing week for other reasons. The only sign of that is a slight tension in his jaw, but he also moves on quickly. ]
When Korol came back, he was this size. He bit my hand. [ Sturmhond holds it up, showing the little scar from Korol's dual rows of teeth. He hadn't used a nanite on this wound; it hadn't seemed right. ] After that he started to glow. I believe it may be some form of empathy, though...I don't know everything about his species yet.
He seems to like your friend, at any rate.
[ By which Sturmhond means Korol isn't trying to bite the lion's head off. That has to be a good sign. ]
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[ He lifts his eyebrows at that first line. Thanks to his disagreements with Anders, though, he's aware of the hard time mages get on Hawke's world. He doesn't say anything about that; it had gotten him into hot water with one person, he's not about to make the same mistake again. ]
I'd be terrified, if I were you. A lot of us have known him more than half a year.
If you can help conceal us, it would be a great help. They were thinking about using a fog of some kind; would your magic help with that?
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[ While Anders could be difficult to approach on a friendly level, it wasn't impossible to. In fact, she found it to be one of the most rewarding relationships that she'd ever had. Of course, she wasn't going to admit that to someone she didn't know very well; sticking to teasing him was a lot easier. Hopefully he responded better to it than some others did. She may have been inclined to tease, but she would still defend him loyally where it counted most. ]
I can. Do you need distractions as well as concealment? Because I'm sure that I can make something up.
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"very good friend"
get out you don't know his life!!!1!!
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Asuka (Macha TDM)
[ Luckily enough, Korol is angered enough by the fighting going on around him that he doesn't take offence at this newcomer not liking cats. There'll be time enough for that later. Once he gets the chance, he'll be very keen to change her mind.
Sturmhond ignores that comment as well, and gestures to her instead. The sheer violence and strength she's exhibiting is reason enough. ]
Well, Blue and Green are in this together, and with moves like that I'd expect Green. You're powerful, strong. You'd make a good soldier.
[ Korol turns them, whipping the razor-sharp edge of his tail against another Neraki. It slices across the creatures skin, making it wail, and Sturmhond follows this up with a plasma blast to the face. That stops the wailing, though the Neraki still doesn't look dead. His brow knits with concentration, but he's still quipping to Asuka. ]
Why? Am I wrong?
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She knows a compliment when she hears one. Sturmhond earns a little pleased smirk from her, before she remembers not to let it get to her head. (It already got to her head). But this guy's still showing off. She barely has enough action for herself with the guy and the cat taking on most of the Neraki.
Not that she really minds. ]
Okay. So where do you put the pretty and smart-talking ones?
[ She's talking about you, Sturmhond. ]
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i'm so sorry for how late this is >:
don't worry! i've been terribly slow with all of these
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What do you mean, gave it back?!
[ Because for a start, who took it? This is the first he's heard of any such thing. The thought that this would be a conversation best served for later does not really occur to him, since he's still working on releasing the cages.
Finally, the first one is on the ground. He leaves the job of opening it to someone else, and hurries to get started on the second instead. ]
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Zack is still concentrating on his casting -- and taking a few shots at any nearby Neraki while he's at it. It's times like these he should probably carry a gun; he just doesn't like to. ]
Later!
I think we need to hurry up with this!
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