Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[Nonexisting]

Spoiler

where: outside


with: Bridget


is doing what:


Trying to pick his head back up

Zipper




Zipper took a big bite out of the candy bar with another squeak. Hearing the other speak he tilted his head looking over with green eyes. He couldn't help but to laugh a little." Monsters eh? I've been around plenty of things in the underworld and endsville but I guess that's normal being a doll and such." He says taking out a box of pocky sticks putting one in his mouth before holding out the box offering him one. He smiles widely."nervous? but you're talking to me just fine....normally people are scared of me. If You can talk to me then I think you'll do fine. But if you want I can go with ya. It's not like I have anything Better to do..." He adds with another toothy grin before deciding to stand up sniffing the air having caught whiff of something and raised a eyebrow. "Another package??" he murmurs as a box fell through a rift dropping on top of him with a high pitched help. His stitching broke as his head went rolling. "Help me! Body get over here now!" He yelled as his body stood up feeling around and walked straight into a wall. "No. Dang it. Over here!!" His head yelled desperately as his body fumbled around.



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[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Outside the academy


With: Zipper


Activity: Interacting with Zipper


"Y-Yeah, yeah, but the thing is... You're in third year. I'm first year. You j-just can't follow me everywhere, y'know." He watched the doll's rather notable erratic behavior, unfazed, as he was used to this in his own universe as he met a man who seemed to practice cacodemonomania of sorts. Watching as the zipper-mouthed young man chased after his fallen head, he took into account the words 'Another package'. Bridget, having excellent knowledge in numerous areas but also lacking in certain areas, had no idea what the puppet was trying to say. Either way, he shrugged, thinking it was part of creature culture, of which he wasn't familiar with in one bit. Flowering himself with some perfume to keep his scent tip-top, he simply alternated his emerald/blue pupils between the ground and the doll every few moments.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Kitchen


Who I'm with: The Headmistress (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Setting up my cooking supplies


Sieghart followed The Headmistress to the kitchen, pulling his cart along behind him. When he saw the kitchen, he inspected it carefully, running his finger along surfaces to check for dust, checking the stoves and ovens. Looking in the pantries for signs of rats or other pests.


"Well, there are no vermin. Everything seems to be working. Alright, I can definitely work here."


Sieghart began to unpack his cart, pots and pans rattling and clanking as he set them throughout the kitchen. At the bottom of the cart were three objects that seemed a bit out of place with the other cooking supplies. There was a sword, it's blade twisted into a strange spiral that left it completely unusable as a weapon, some sort of burial urn, and a dried out human corpse.


"I apologize for the unorthodox items. They are required in the making of my undead recipes."

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : the Library


Who I'm with : Why'nn , a Bird of Prey , and the Data-Keeper


What I'm doing : getting up to speed on current events


HK-50-01 was frustrated once again when the space between himself and Why'nn grew upon suggesting that he could destroy the unfamilar Predatory Bird if it enacted protocols of its own. At this rate , I'll have turned to academy to glass in anger before I can even bother to make any recruitments or even leave. What frustrated him more was that the bookshelf Why'nn was hiding from the Bird behind swiveled to meet it's hungry glare. These events prompted what had to be the millionth stream of Rakatan curses he had uttered today.


As soon as the Bird appeared to give up the idea of enacting its own Assassination Protocols , what he assumed as the Data-Keeper admonished him on threatening the Raptor. He was also bemused by the suggestion of him destroying knowledge , something he always disagreed with his Sith Masters on. What suprised the droid was not the Keeper standing on a floating bookshelf... But standing underneath a floating bookshelf. He supposed the Data-Keeper must be using magnetic books. During all this the droid noticed the Bird leave with a disappointed hoot , which as another assassin , HK could empathize with as the dissapointmemt of being told not to kill something.


This Data-Keeper then floated over onto a librarian's desk , anchored in the ceiling of all places. It was with this event the droid realized he was himself standing on the ceiling as was Why'nn. The librarian asked if the droid wanted to 'expand his horizons' , which HK-50 was about to request when he noticed Why'nn was already requesting something about Lord Jergal and the gods of her realm of Faerun. She must be a theologian , then. Her voice was quavering like so many of his targets had before he delivered the killing blow , which brought a glow to his behavior core. Until he realized being gratified at a Recruit's terror was a bad thing , and he clamped down on that. After she finished , HK himself spoke up , in a somewhat confused-yet-stern tone. "Request/Apology : I'd like any information on the beginnings of this school and what happened after my departure from my native Galaxy , please. You are a very interesting man , Data-Keeper. I respect your Bird , also , and I apologize for giving the impression I was a careless book-burner. I in fact greatly treasure knowledge of useful sorts." He then walked over to join Why'nn , but neglected to speak to her for now as he really had nothing to say to her that he wanted the Data-Keeper to hear. He would wait until they were seated farther from him with their books to further communications.

 

[Nonexisting]

Spoiler

where: outside/inside


with: Bridget


is doing what:


Going back inside

Zipper




Zipper finally managed to pick up his head and placed it back on as a needle appeared sewing his head back into place with a small chime. He cracked his neck with a exhaled as if it was good as new before blinking. "That's better....oh and now about this package...." He says picking up the large box standing up smiling with his bear trap teeth."okay dokie then I won't follow but you really should look around the place is rather nice."He says with a chuckle and goes back into the door. Of course he had no intention of leaving the school grounds or anything he never did. Zipper was obedient and did anything he was told. He was like a dog in a way.



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[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Entry Hall


With: alone


Activity: Sitting down, waiting for consultation


Bridget watched the feminine doll fasten his head back on, and smiled sweetly to him again. "T-Thanks for giving me the first talk! May you be off to a good day. Hope we m-meet again..." The young, crossdressing boy sighed in his perfectly female voice, looking around at the Entry Hall naively and other places around this hall, not recognizing any students there. Content and set on an objective of being entered into the school's activities for the first time, he sat down in a chair and awaited consultation by staff. For now, he'd hold his beautiful face and look down with a tone of unfortunate attitude showing in his face, thinking about some dark moments in his life that had clearly made him scarred and gave him a form of mental issue that involves spontaneous breakdown about these events. Nevertheless, he'd take a deep inhale, and wait for someone to talk with him.

 

[gojikins]

Location: Library


Who I'm with: Why'nn, HK-50-01 and the owl


What I'm doing: My job


A mirrored image of the library appeared both above and below the visitors as everything suddenly snapped back into place. Everyone was in the correct orientation and for the moment the library maintained some semblance of ordered structure. "The request for elder gods of a different world? This is quite an exciting request!" the thin man lifted an outstretched hand to the side and directed the student's vision. Where he was indicating revealed row upon row of bookshelves... like a Roman army ready for inspection! The image wobbled a little before twisting into a long spiral walkway ending in an ancient looking pedestal housing an even older cask of knowledge. "Handle with care my young friend... she is quite old.... or possibly very new! I can never remember if it is a long resident or still being written..."


At mention of 'His' bird the librarian exploded into a fit of hysterical laughter. The owl looked very unamused with the comment and even more so that Quill failed to correct the metal man immediately. "She was already here when I arrived... so you might say she is my overseer?" The owl cooed, very comfortable in her obvious superiority. "You are asking for personal information on the current students? or are you asking for information on all the worlds currently known? Please be very specific on your inquiry as it will become harder to track you down afterwards should your interests change..." it wasn't that the library couldn't find the droid afterwards, but instant relocation tended to be an upsetting experience for the recipient.

 

[BuzzedBeelzebub]

Where I am: In front of the administrative office.


Who I'm with: Me, myself, and I


What I'm doing: Waiting for administrator to answer the door


As Lazarus waited and waited for the Admin, he decided to sit beside the door, taking care to spread his legs as far apart as possible without strain or discomfort. He didn't get chances to relax like this back on Pandora, so he was going to enjoy it, consequences be damned.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Meditation Classroom


Who I'm with: Sensei, Valian, and other thirds


What I'm doing: Taking my seat


As they walked down the hall Grim smiled and shrugged at his friend. "Well if he be, I doubt w'll know et." Chuckling a bit. "e's like astatute, neveh shows emotions. I dinnae t'ink 'e 'as any." As they got close to the classroom, the otter sniffed and stopped his friends. "Mr. Shiney Pants was 'ere an..." He sniffed again, making a face. His snout was scrunched up and his tongue hung out a little. "So was de 'eadmistress." He shuddered, while he didn't mind her as a human, there was something about her scent that did not sit well with him.


Composing himself the otter stepped into the classroom and slunk into a seat nearest the door and sat quietly, not looking at the sensei.


Location: Meditation Classroom


Who I'm with: Grim, Valian, third years


What I'm doing: Finally teaching


After the droid had left the monk set about putting the classroom back in order before his students arrived. Fortunately the lack of actual desks and other standard classroom equipment made this task easy, and the fact that both fights had been brief. 'Why am I the one who gets the attention? The dark arts or enchanting should have more issues.'


He let out a sigh and had just taken his customary place at the front of the room, coffee cup in hand as the first of the third years walked and took their places. "Good day. Continuing from yesterday, focus on manifesting a small projection of your abilities." He began to walk around the room, looking at specific students. "Without damaging anything or anyone. You must focus on a very small manifestation." He was back at the front of the classroom and had been sitting there for several minutes, enjoying the relative calm as compared to the two previous classes.


He watched as two students entered the class, while they weren't being disruptive to their classmates he did give them a long stern stare emitting his disappointment at them.

 

[folclor]

Location: Library


Who I'm with: The librarian, the owl, and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Being awed


Why'nn regarded the pedestal and book and took a step forward. She felt as if she was stepping onto holy ground. Here she could feel her god all around her. With trepidation, she approached. Her hands were trembling as she reached for it, breathing a sigh of relief as she grasped it. The scent was familiar. It was like the catacombs. Grabbing it and holding it closely, she hurried to a table, sat down at one of the chairs, and engrossed herself in the book.


Soon, she was lost to the world. She found the section about Jergal and focused intently on the passages. It was as if she had returned home.


Location: Administration Office


Who I'm with: Teacher


What I'm doing: Informing


A faceless, almost formless being emerged from the recesses of the office and handed the humanoid a folder that contained all the information the teacher might need. It stared - as best a being without eyes could stare - at the man.


Location: The kitchen


Who I'm with: Sieghart


What I'm doing: Taking my leave


"Well, get yourself set up. I love the smell of a dead body." She laughed. "Now, I'll let you get set up. I have new beings to welcome." She, more or less, floated out of the kitchen and toward the entry hall.


Location: Entry hall


Who I'm with: Some girl


What I'm doing: Trying to get to the infirmary


Someone came into the entry way as he was attempting to make his way across. She appeared to be in some sort of uniform, but not one he recognized. Illn staggered toward the hallway. Where in the world was his brother?


Location: Meditation Classroom


Who I'm with: The sensei, Grim, my other classmates


What I'm doing: Cringing


Valian tiptoed into the classroom and took his place, sitting and quickly attempting to get into a meditative state. He'd have to apologize later and he wouldn't be surprised if things were a bit harder for him in combatives today. Having not heard what the sensei had asked, he simply attempted to keep his mind clear.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Kitchen


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Lighting a magical fire


Sieghart waved absently as the Headmistress left, too focused on setting up his kitchen to reply.


When she was gone, Sieghart moved several cabinets and other objects to different parts of the kitchen, leaving a large open space in the middle of the room. He pulled the body out of his cart and laid it out in the center of the floor. Taking the coiled sword from the cart, he stabbed it into the corpse's chest, a small glowing fire springing up from the body. Then he poured the contents of the burial urn, which consisted of the ashes of various fallen undead, over the fire, causing it to spring to life and grow until the flames leapt up over the hilt of the sword and reached near to the ceiling, licking at it yet leaving no burn marks. Though to the living the fire was cold as the grave, to Sieghart and other undead it instilled a comforting warmth that reached deep into his bones.


Sieghart set two pots over the fire, one a polished gold, the other silver and coated with ash. He smiled as he watched them fill with two magical liquids. In the golden pot a bright golden liquid began to collect, shining like molten sunlight. In the other, a bright, silvery blue liquid, glowing like liquid moonlight.


With a satisfied sigh, Sieghart pulled a small sign out from his cart and set it in the cafeteria, right over the serving area.


No weapons, no fighting, no spellcasting.


Violators will be made to leave.





With a nod, Sieghart went back into the kitchen, and began to prepare lunch. He had the distinct feeling he was going to like working at this school.

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Library


Who I'm with : Why'nn , the Librarian , and the Raptor


What I'm doing : getting the information I need , at the cost of recruiting Why'nn


Apparently the Data-Keeper was excited by Why'nn's request of information on this Jergal , who was also apparently an 'Elder God'. What confused the droid was the suggestion that this contained books still being written , which was impossible unless the Data-Keeper himself wrote them or a scribe or group of scribes came in to write them. The books at the end of the spiraling walkway the keeper directed her to had the books lined up like a Sith Platoon on inspection day , a sight that was pleasing to see. The droid was annoyed by the girl leaving , added to an unfamilar sensation of... Sadness or loneliness , perhaps? He wished she would've stayed with him so he could've talked to her.


At the suggestion of the Raptor being owned , this Data-Keeper broke into laughter. HK was very familiar with such a reaction to his questions in his earliest days , such as why you would waste all your money on a pazaak game if you knew you were going to lose. He also wasn't entirely unfamilar to being supervised by odd creatures. In fact , he was placed in an assassination commando team that included a myriad of species designed for different climates and situations , such as givin for Vacuum Insertion. Such creatures considered themselves superior for those reasons , and some were very humble. The Bird , however , seemed pleased with the Keeper saying it was his supervisor , so it seemed some things have lack of evolution.


The Data-Keeper seemed to confuse the droid's , in it's mind , very straightforward request. However the suggestion of an overview of each of the known universes was a good idea , so he didn't bristle at it as he normally would. It would also want a overview of how the school got created , but if such things were classified he would respect the authority such a command was ordered with and pry no further. He was amused by the notion of being hard to track down , because in his current state he was a very loud walker. The legs had yet to repair themselves fully , which was why he decided to go to the library in the first place.


He clarified his request in a simple , straightforward voice that he normally used when relaying facts to his Masters. "Clarification : I would not care for an overview of each student , but an overview of each known universe would please me greatly. An overview of this installation's creation would also be useful , and don't forget any information pertaining to my Galaxy after , oh , the end of the Jedi Civil War. And I'm unsurprised at your notion of me being hard to find , but I shall make sure to be as overt as I can. Thank you , Data-Keeper."

 

[Nonexisting]

Spoiler

where: the hallways


with: no body


is doing what:


Wandering around boredly

Zipper




Zipper carried the box down the hallway as he walked down to one of the rooms and set the box down and started walking again. His boot heels very audible on the floors as he began to walk again Wandering around out of sheer boredom trying to find something intresting to do. His dinosaur tail swishing behind him as he poked his head around the corner putting his hands on the wall and around curiously wondering if anybody was around that he could possibly play with. After all he had nothing to do and he wanted something fun to do maybe he could play game cards with someone. Oh. Maybe he could get a snack from the cafeteria yeah that sounded like a good idea. Or maybe someone could use a skilled hand? Boy that was a idea too. He wondered what to do. Maybe something would pop up.

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[gojikins]

Location: Library


Who I'm with: Why'nn, HK-50-01 and the owl


What I'm doing: Directing traffic mostly


The German's expression melted slightly from amusement to one that was a bit more thoughtful. After a few more moments he snapped his finger and one of the windows on the wall began to cycle through day and night in rapid succession before settling on midnight, a stark contrast to the other windows on the wall. "I can only offer you information on your world in small portions at this time as we have only recently made connection with it." The path to Why'nn had at this point closed once more and been replaced by the floating bookshelves that represent a shaky norm within this pocket of reality. The rows on the opposite side of the library changed their composition as well. Instead of acting like a standard library should the bookshelves climbed high into the air without ever reaching the infinite ceiling. The labyrinth of twists and turns looked to go on for miles, but would eventually end in a small square clearing. Within this clearing floated three datacrons all of which had conflicting information from one another. "Those have not been fact checked yet... but given time everything comes to light. And you my fine story golem have all the time one could wish!"


Quill cleared his throat and adjusted one of his cuffs before answering the second request. "This library was not present at the creation of this world... It more or less made connection and decided this was the perfect place to parse and aggregate knowledge in an efficient manner. The information you seek may be in the original library... but we are currently occupying the same doorway." a pleasant shrug was all that remained of this conversation before the librarian simply ceased to be in the same location as the metal man... and HK would be well within the labyrinthian hallways.

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Library


Who I'm with : No-one


What I'm doing : just processing information as fast as possible


HK-50-01 noticed the Data-Keeper's attitude change , assuming he was bringing up a more thoughtful side of the Keeper. The window cycled over and over between day and night , something the droid assumed meant the Library Installation used artificial light of some sort. Perhaps the window was a Holo-Display , which was not outside the realm of possibilities. It finally settled on midnight , which the droid enjoyed greatly as he usually preferred to operate at night time. Apparently his world was new to this Anamalgm Realm , which obviously meant to him that the Sith were new to this colliding of worlds. Small bits of information was however fine with the droid , as he processed it easier when it was broken up.


If he hadn't already given up being able to talk to Why'nn at this point , the pathway in her direction sealed off , replaced with yet more Repilsor-shelves. Some ascended closer to the seemingly endless ceiling , probably to make way for ones below them to be able to be accessed. The Data-Keeper said that the information on his world since he left it was not fact checked yet , but that HK himself would be allowed as much time as he wished to sort through any errors contained within them. Some of this the droid could correct on his own right away , of course.


The Keeper then appeared to adjust his sleeve cuffs before speaking again , saying that the library was assimilated to this world after the world's creation to better process data , which made very much sense to the droid. After all , processing data in an efficient manner was something he very highly prized. He said that the information the droid wanted could be in the original library , but that this one inhabited the same space as that one. This reminded HK of a memory-wipe still lingering in a droid's memory banks , becoming more inaccessible as new data overwrote it. The Keeper seemed to shrug and then dissapear , leaving the droid by himself in a network of tunnels , which he traveled through and found three data storage devices , which he greedily accessed. Time to get up to speed on current events , so as to better serve those Sith masters of mine. Nothing says I can't have two masters , after all... And The Sith were there before the Headmistress. Too bad I can't converse with Why'nn while doing this , though. I am quite interested in her , something that rarely applies to fleshsacks.

 

[BuzzedBeelzebub]

Where I am: Beside the administrative office


Who I'm with: Nobody?


What I'm doing: Waiting?


Lazarus sighed semi-contentedly as he leaned on the wall. He then heard some rustling to his side. He turned and saw some sort of spirit holding out a folder. Now, Lazarus was no pansy. He'd seen some horrific sights on Pandora, but the thing "staring" at him without eye sockets was, to him, incredibly unnerving. He took the folder without hesitation and looked inside. Inside the folder was a map of the school as well as a list of staff and students.


"Hey, tha- uhh..."


Lazarus didn't know what to say to the spirit thing.

 

[folclor]

Location: Administration office


Who I'm with: A teacher


What I'm doing: My job


The spirit nodded, then went back into the office and seemed to disappear. At that point, Nishira made her way down the hall, sighting the teacher. She knew what he was. The being's signature was unique. She approached him.


"Welcome and hello. I take it you're the new ranged weapons teacher?" She smiled and offered her hand. "Headmistress Nishira Auros. I'm your employer. I don't expect you need hand holding. You may do as you wish with the students. You may even have them fight one another." The lich watched him closely. "If students die on your watch I will not be displeased as long as you make sure to send the bodies, via other students or something else, to the infirmary."

 

[BuzzedBeelzebub]

Where I am: beside the administrative office


Who I'm with: the Headmistress


What I'm doing: being informed


'So this is the Headmistress? She looks dead.'


Lazarus noticed her hand out and thought that he shouldn't shake it, for fear of angering her by dirtying her hand.


"Uh... yeah! I'm the guns teacher. One question: what kind of weapons are provided for the student and me to use?"

 

[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Entry Hall, seated in a chair


With: alone


Activity: Waiting


Crossing his legs as he somewhat impatiently waited for a member of the staff to welcome him to the education program and to finally get his first year of high school, Bridget sighed. He didn't think anyone important was around, seeing a male student walking in the entry hall (or at least he thought he saw him), but that was about it for people. He still thought about how the others would be treating him.

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Lazarus


What I'm doing: Talking


He didn't take her hand. This displeased her, buy the smile remained on her face as she lowered the offered appendage. "Every kind you can imagine, and even some you can't. Primitive, what you're used to, and much more advanced. Our arsenal runs the gamut." She began walking and signaled him to follow. They passed the infirmary, the arena, and a few empty classrooms before they came to what appeared to be a shooting range.





"These facilities can change depending on what you need. I expect the students who come to you to be trained well." The lich strode toward a wall containing a plethora of ranged weaponry. "Of you'd like, I'll put an enchantment on this room like the arena has on it, preventing students from dying in here. Though I entirely understand if you dislike that concept, there's no need to kill perfectly good fodder before their time."





Location: Entry Hall


Who I'm with: Some girl


What I'm doing: Trying to get to the infirmary


Illn let out a cry of pain as he moved too suddenly and fell to the ground. He glared at the girl just sitting there. "Godsdamn it, woman, help me!" he growled, blood spilling from the wounds sustained from failing down the stairs. "Get me to the infirmary!" The girl wasn't unattractive, but she was obviously not of Mulan descent, so she did not deserve respect in his eyes.


Location: Library


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Reading


The knowledge contained in these pages was vast and, while it enthralled her, she knew she would return here in lieu of her forth period class, so she carefully, and reluctantly, closed the book. It was heavy, but a comforting weight nonetheless, and she gently hosted it back onto the pedestal. Still lost in a state of reverence, she knelt before the tome, bowed her head, and prayed.


When the prayer was done, she whispered a promise of return and began to wander toward the exit. This time, she took no notice of the owl or the oppressive feeling it gave her. She grasped the brass knob and exited the library. Then she wandered. Where she was headed, she did not know, she was deep in contemplation and likely would not notice if another joined her.

 

[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Entry Hall


With: A young man, whom he did not know (Illn)


Activity: Helping the young man


The young, androgynous boy was simply daydreaming whilst looking around, but shrieks and exclaims directed towards him came from a young man he thought he was hallucinating about earlier. Horrified to see the young man's blood spilling by the milliliter out of his gut and onto the floor, he let out a gasp, covering his mouth with a gloved hand, clearly disliking the sight. "O-Oh my! W-Where's the infirmary? I'm only new here..." Since he had no time to argue and complain about how he was called a woman due to his appearance, he walked over to the man, and tried to help him stand, using his hands to balance the student on his feet.

 

[BuzzedBeelzebub]

Where I am: The firing range


Who I'm with: The Headmistress


What I'm doing: Feeling nervous


Lazarus could read the displeasure on her face as he inspected the firing range.


Hmm... this will do nicely. Very nicely.


...


Wait.





"So you're saying that this range can generate guns from my home universe?"


Lazarus felt giddy at the notion that he could get weapons like the Nukem or the Hellfire into the hands of worthy, young warriors.

 

[Nonexisting]

Spoiler

where: the hallways


with: no body


is doing what:


Wandering still

Zipper




Zipper walked Farther down the hallway. He noticed the entrance to the per say library. He approached curiously blinking with his green eyes as his tail curled around his side. He tilted his head for a moment as he crouched down poking at the door curiously and smiled widely with his sharp teeth.

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@HK 50 09

 

[folclor]

Location: Entry Hall


Who I'm with: Some girl


What I'm doing: Going to the infirmary


Illn put his arm around the girl's shoulders and managed to stand. "Down the fucking hall, past the admissions office." She was a cute one, though... Maybe he'd pursue her, despite her being an outlander. "This is my first day, too," he admitted, his voice a bit quiet. The boy looked away from her as they moved along. It was, after all, rude to stare no matter the race of the woman. He might be brash, but he'd never be impolite to a girl if he could manage it. Of course, he didn't count either of his sisters as girls. They were different.


Location: Firing Range


Who I'm with: Lazarus


What I'm doing: My job


"Yes, yes, it can pull ranged weapons from any universe. Any universe that already has a tie to this one, at least." She paced the length of the room. "Do you have any questions about your station here?"


Nishira turned, crossing her arms, and faced him expectantly. If he had no more to say she'd return to the ritual room to see how Acantha was getting on with the boy.

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Library/library exit.


Who I'm with : Why'nn and some sort of alchemical combination of Trandoshans and Barabel


What I'm doing : reading and trying to be trackable


HK-50-01 found much of the information indeed , very confusing and some obviously false. Why would Sith sack Coruscant and then sign a peace treaty? This couldn't be right. Then again , if the Desk-Sith he was earlier was running the Sith , it wouldn't entirely be out of reason. Definitively false however was the idea of Revan surviving 300 years in stasis , and being a man. HK-50 himself was one of the only people shown what Revan looked like , during the ceaseless hunt Lord Malak assigned him too before re-assigning him to the assault on Dantooine. However he took some of it at face value , like the fact that the Sith species survived. You can't ever trust you eliminated an entire species , and Lord Malak and Traya both seemed to think they were out there scheming for revenge.


After he completed his reading , he turned and left , joining Why'nn as she too left. He stomped and made very loud sounds as he walked so as to be traceable. As he pushed to door open behind her , he noticed some odd being beside the door , as if someone stitched a Trandoshan and a Barabel together , grinning like a It seemed to want into the library , so he uttered word in both languages meaning 'enter now' , and continued walking into the main corridor.


There he noticed two humans : both of which were male but one seemed to be trying as hard as possible to resemble a female. Of course this wasn't unfamilar to him , as taris's lower levels had many of this kind that were shunned from those in the upper levels. He let out a mechanical groan as he noticed the other was the stunned human he payed the arrogant Fleshsack to take the the infirmary. That was my only Aurodium Ingot too , and that fool took it without doing anything I asked him to do. I'll have to teach him the lesson of payment meaning service. The Androgynous one was trying to help the other to the infirmary , but nonetheless he had nothing else to do , so he adressed them on the issue. However by the time he spoke , the stunned one beat him to the punch. Also , they were already moving on , but he might as well offer his services anyway and perhaps endear himself to the two Liqidious beings. It seems like it's everyone's first or second day , very strange.


"Informational/Query : The infirmary I assume is up-stairs , to the right. I'll take him anyway , as I caused him to not be able to go in the first place. Well I was also ordered too , but no matter. May I ask your names as well , just to enter them in the infirmary log? Also , why are you trying to look like a woman?" He then adressed Why'nn , more quietly than the other Liquidious ones. "query : what is Jergal a God of , anyway? And would you mind coming to the infirmary with me?"