[2012/11/05 22:27] Jericho found himself somewhere that wasn't the cargo bay. Well, that much of the journey was a success. He Immediately began wondering just where in the fuck he was. One thing was sure, he wasn't dead. He'd be happier if he was. Even jettisoning himself out of the airlock of his stolen ship didn't kill him. He began to wonder just what deal he had struck with the devil to deserve this much. His limbs felt like ice, even though his breath still smelled of brimstone and sulfur. Muttering something to the gods, he pulled a small flask of water from a pocket inside his coat,. He opened it and removed his mask for a few moments, allowing him enough time to drink from the flask, wincing visibly. He put the mask back over his face, taking a deep breath as blind, yet not blind eyes took in what it could of the ship. He had absolutely no clue what deck he was on. "Where the fuck did I end up?" he muttered under his breath. His voice was a bit hoarse, and it wheezed from what sounded like his neck. He pulled the hat snug onto his head, blocking his eyes from most people or things he would run across on this foreign vessel. "Jek ackal sele."
[22:46] Abhishek Veda could tell she was upset--not that he really would have needed any visual indicators of such after what had just happened. "Let's go see what we can find then," he said, attempting to grab onto her arm. "Lead the way," he said with a feigned pleasant tone. "You know, I half-thought heading to the Core on a derelict ship, especially one you claim to be alive, to be a place to avoid entirely," he said. "You wouldn't have another truth to share about that, would you? I'll even sweeten the deal and tell you another one of my secrets."
He leaned in close and began to whisper. "You're kinder than I am. Were I you I probably would have considered leaving me dead instead of merely unconscious."
[22:50] Hark gives a wave in greeting to the man in the hallway. "Ah hello there, would you be able to direct me to whoever's in charge of this ship? I have important business to discuss."
[22:52] Jericho wandered forward, finding the wall, and a locked door. He then spied the cords hanging down. He wondered if there was something on the other side. He glanced to the man who asked him a question. "I have no idea. Personally, I'm just looking for way to die." He took a deep breath and began climbing the cords. Hand over hand, just like the military taught him. Pulling himself up, he found himself in a ventilation shaft. Silently, he crept forward, before finding the first place to drop down. He looked down a bit, just watching for a trap hopefully, or maybe a creature that could destroy him quickly.
[22:54] Hark scratches his head, not sure if this ship has a command structure at all. "Alright... good luck with that..." He mumbles after the fellow as he goes to try his hand with the door himself.
[22:54] Ingkeu felt him grab a hold of her arm rather firmly. Her lips parted, for once unsure how to handle the situation as he spoke with her. His words slowly worked their way inside her head, teasing at her thoughts, her ideas, the things she had once had planned.
Quietly Ingkeu swallowed hard, her cheeks growing pale as she realized he had no intention of replacing the pin yet. "Okay okay!" she exclaimed, exposing her bluff, "You're right! Heck, my intentions weren't even that far from your own!" Ingkeu admitted, her cheeks suddenly flushing again.
"Since I didn't really want to rob you blatantly, I figured I'd send you to the most dangerous area in hopes you'd get yourself killed, and then I..." she murmured, flinching as she realized how much she had upset him with her last little burst of honesty, continued on, "I... would inherit your possessions at it were." Ingkeu nipped at her lower lip then as she swallowed hard.
"I'm not a killer, persay... I just don't like to actually have their blood on my hands."
[22:56] Hark blinks curiously as the other fellow opens the door to what appears to be a command room. "Thank you... I think."
[23:02] Abhishek Veda could not help but laugh as Ingkeu spoke. What she said was true enough, and even though such a thing was intended to hurt him far worse than robbing him and leaving him unconscious, he found himself to be highly amused. Or perhaps just high. Stupid nanites.
"I see how things are around here," he said finally, still gripping her arm tightly. "Let's not go to the Core then. Perhaps we should find a place to lay low and figure things out," he thought out loud. He was afraid to admit it, but at this point he was not entirely certain which way he had come from to even find the mess hall earlier.
"Close your eyes," he said, the only warning he gave before tossing the grenade he held at the base of the vent shaft where he landed earlier. She was not the only one who could attempt a bluff. The grenade clattered on the ground as he turned to face the girl. A loud popping sound came from where it landed and suddenly the room flooded with light, shining brightly through his eyelids even though he closed his eyes firmly.
"Flashbang," was all he said.
[23:12] Jericho kept watching, and saw a grenade drop to the floor directly under the shaft. With a grin behind his mask, he dropped down, unconsciously making a maniacal laugh of "HEEHEE!" to go with it. The grenade went off, causing his ears to bleed a bit and his eyes to, well, no. His eyes had no feeling left. "Damn." he muttered when he landed face first into the metal flooring. "Why couldn't it have been a frag." It was more of a statement than a question, but it definitely left one to question his sanity.
[23:15] Ingkeu shrunk down a little her ears drooping as suddenly it dawned on Abhishek how things around the ship actually worked. The she-lynx even winced as he laughed and seemed generally amused. He had to have been crazy.
Relieved none the less, she was elated to hear that they would not be venturing down to the core, but found herself still worried by his ever present grip on her arm. The fact that he was still talking in plurals rose her suspicion too that she would not be going any where. What was he going to do though? Its not like he could hold on to her arm forever. The man must need to sleep some time.
His warning however was heeded as the goggles not only tainted darker but her eyes veiled as well. What was a she-lynx beginning to calm was suddenly turned to a scared little girl with her ears pinned to her head and her hands draped over them forcefully.
"BLOODY FUCk!" she cursed, perhaps a bit louder than she had aimed too, but she couldn't rightfully hear through the ringing ears. "YOU INSANE NUT CASE! WADDYA THINK YER DOIN' DROPPIN SOMETHIN' LIKE THAT IN THA MIDDLE 'O---"
But suddenly she quieted down as her eyes squinted open as she saw the man whom had dropped from the airshaft only to land on the grenade. Her mouth, parted, mouthing a silent "What the fu--" before gently she shook her head. Clearly, she had now seen it all...
[23:25] Abhishek Veda heard someone else fall down the vent shaft, laughing unsettlingly, just before the grenade went off. He whirled around to get a good look. His right eye was watering and adjusting to the semi-lit darkness of the room after the bright glow, but the eye hidden beneath his scanner, and the scanner itself were functioning fine. He attempted to at least block most of the direct light with his own shadow should the girl not close her eyes on her own--though he was almost certain she would be easier to deal with if he let the blast overwhelm her.
"What in the everlasting fuck?!" Abhi yelled out, gesturing at the obviously deranged person laying face first on the ground. "Does the vent just keep spewing out people? The hell is going on around here?" He finally released his grip on the girl, but stayed close. This was going to hell in a hand basket faster than... something witty. He needed to figure out what to do with the girl in the long run though he had a fairly good idea where he'd like to keep her should he get his life support system working again. That could be an interesting possibility. Of course, the two girls--the ones he claimed to be his sisters--that died in the crash would be difficult to replace.
Abhishek shook himself from that line of thought to focus more on the present, particularly the other man prone on the ground. He was fairly certain the man was alive, but probably banged up and disoriented from the flashbang.
[23:33] Jericho popped up from the ground and sighed out loud. "No shrapnel, no bleeding, nothing. First the airlock plan failed. Now this. I'd say just shoot me but I already tried that too." He was talking to himself, muttering and walking around, not even noticing the two at first. "Shut the fuck up in there!" he shouted at no one. He looked up finally to see the two. "Got anything bigger than a flash bang? Like, maybe, singularity projector, or depth charge I can eat? You know, something? Eh fu- Did I ask for your opinion you flittering nincompoop? No. So shut your trap!" With that, he punched himself in the face. "Yeah, see how you like that!" he pauses for a moment to regain his composure before turning to the two again. "My apologies for having witnesse-" he stops, a look of annoyance on his face as he takes a deep breath. "Witnessed that outburst. I'll just be going now." He looks up, only to see no way back up into the air vent. "Jalateke."
[23:36] Ingkeu felt her arm released and quickly motioned for the AI unit. In seconds it was in her arms, though held in only one hand as the other moved to gently tease at it's ear. She had the advantage now or at least she hoped.
Holding the little AI unit up, she tweaked it's ear a couple of times, igniting the blow torch with each couple of tweaks. The distraction was just what she had needed to get her barings again, though she knew now the dangers behind the horned one.
Regardless, she could not escape the fact that she was indeed curious about the man whom had fallen from the shaft. Regardless, she held the little creature poised. "Right..." she breathed a little louder than usual as her ears were still ringing. "here's what's going to happen. You're going to let me walk out of here, and you are -never- again going to bother me." She let the ai do a few more flame flickers just for good measure.
"Just because I'm a pilot and a mechanic does NOT mean that I can be PUSHED around like some enslaved house wife! I am not here for your gropes, nor any other...perverted ideas... that may be going through that DEMENTED head of yours." Ingkeu panted out before she remember the man standing behind Abishek and watched him blatantly punch himself in the face.
It was of course, at this point that Ingkeu was at a loss for words. Her jaw had grown slack, her eyes blinking daftly at the man before her fingers slipped causing the AI to breathe a bit of fire again.
That's when it occurred to her. Quickly, for the man's own safety she stowed the little creature behind her back, as if it had never even been there and softly whistled innocently to herself. "Yes yes! What a marvelous plan, off you go now." she murmured tilting her head slightly towards the door next to him. "That's a good Lad..."
[23:44] Abhishek Veda snorted at the girl's outburst, not flinching as the pet AI threatened with flames. He was close enough to feel the heat from it, but also close enough to strike again, and wondered if she had yet to give Pixel the command to attack fully because of that. It was also of very particular interest Ingkeu was a mechanic.
"I'm afraid a few puffs of smoke will not get rid of me," he said, hand edging near one of his pistols. He was not above putting a bullet in the pet if needed. He glanced at the android and gave the girl a quick glance. It would not be the first time he shot someone to keep them under control if it came to that. A mechanic was invaluable at this point.
"Hey, pal," he said, talking idly to the man on the floor. "She's got a flamethrower. Maybe that'll suit your needs. It's certainly better than face-planting on a flash-bang if that's your intent." He did not care if the man was attempting to kill himself, but merely saw an opportunity to separate the AI from the girl.
[23:53] Jericho couldn't help but notice the flames behind the man. "Oh. Wait. I haven't tried that," he muttered more to himself. He listened as the man told him she had a flamethrower. "Well butter my buns and call me a biscuit." He immediately headed for her. "Hey, hey lady. Shoot me in the face with that flamethrower.... Wait. I tried an oxy-acetylene torch. Is it like that?" he mused to himself a bit, muttering incoherently and pacing a few steps. "Or... Hmm. Well. Maybe if someone else kills me with fire I'll die." His quick talking was putting out more sulfur and brimstone scent than his mask could handle. "If only I could find a shuttle to take off and drag me behind it. Surely engines would destroy me faster than he can repair it...." he mused the thought over to himself, rubbing his masked chin.
[23:56] Ingkeu's face fell as the man did not seem intimidated in the least. Quickly her gaze flicked from the AI, back to the man, to the AI, and back to the man before she let out a low huff as she saw him reach for his gun. "I hope you have a lot of ammo." she whispered to him, "otherwise, I'd be saving it for a -real- foe."
Ingkeu then fixed Abhishek with a knowing look before sighing softly and lowering the AI. She'd have to be more clever. After all, she wasn't looking for a death wish. The goal currently was to survive, then find a way out of here... Though preferably not with the horny one.
The issue of her lost memories still plagued her too, but she knew that could wait. At least until she had found some sort of stability in life. Even if her dreams did haunt her. As Abhishek spoke up again, she glanced past him to the strange suicidal man before she realized what the horned one was saying.
"I am -not- going to kill him. Neither is Pixel." she muttered out. "What did this man do to us? He seems innocent enough... A man with a death wish..." She sounded like a crazy person. Regardless she shrugged and attempted to continue on before the man was between both her and Abhishek.
"No!" Ingkeu hissed as he told her to shoot him in the face with her companions blowtorch. For a long moment she listened to his rambling, shaking her head with almost every word he spoke until a certain one captured her interest.
"Wait a minute." She spoke flatly, still cradling the AI behind her and giving Abhishek an absent yet dirtly look. He had put the poor man up to this. Slowly her gaze returned to the stranger, "What do you mean, 'he' can repair it?" the she-lynx asked with the lift of her long auburn brow.
[00:08] Abhishek Veda shook his head, unable to decide what to do about the other man. He seemed absolutely out of his mind, and he was difficult to read as he was wearing a mask and low-brimmed hat. There was a hint of a sulfuric scent in the air as the man grew closer, but he imagined it was likely caused by being in close proximity to the flash-bang when it went off.
"So the man has a death-wish Probably is a little loopy," Abhishek shrugged. "I'm not a great philanthropist or humanitarian," he said, sneering slightly at the first couple syllables of the last word. Ingkeu had made more than a small mistake in admitting she was a mechanic. Abhi was to some extent--most pilots were--and could do regular maintenance and minor fixes, but would find it a struggle to repair the damage to his ship as it was currently.
"Say, Biscuit," he said, speaking to the other man, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth at the name. The man had said to call him biscuit after all. "I could offer you such a thing if I had my ship working. You know why it's not? This mechanic here doesn't want to help me. It's a real shame too. That ship has one helluva booster," his tone was prideful. That ship had saved his skin more than once, and he hoped it would do so yet again.
"As for you, girly, I wonder if you considered the consequences of aiming flames at someone wearing a belt of explosives. Not all of them are the flashy kind." He suppressed a sigh and shook his head at her, keeping a watchful eye on the crazed one. Her little diatribe about foes might have been an unexpected admission of defeat on her part--maybe she already realized that.
[00:13] Jericho shrugged his shoulders, dodging the question the woman shot his direction. "I don't know, what do I mean by any of this? People don't believe me anyway. I get called crazy all the time, but I'm not crazy. I'm not. I just have a de- Hold on." He paused, pulled a flask out of his pocket, muttered something to the gods, drank out of it, and put it back." Now where was I? Oh yes. Shoot me in the face with that blowtorch of doom." He took his hat off and pulled his mask down, but his hair covered the wound in his forehead. "Shoot me or I assault your boyfriend standing behind me." He turned and looked at the man, eyeing him up and down with those dead eyes of his. "You know, that would be marvelous, but frankly, I don't see why you can't fix your own ship when you're the pilot and the crew. I mean, I could." He paused, at this point, using a free hand to point to his eyes. "And I'm blind. What's your excuse? Hell. My ship wasn't even mine. I stole the damn thing. Wonder what happened to it after I jettisoned myself...." he looked up a bit, hair flicking away to reveal the gunshot wound in his forehead. It had scabbed over, but seemed fairly fresh. "I...." he shut up, staring off into space, before he screamed violently and threw himself head first into the nearest wall.
[00:23] Ingkeu glowered at Abhishek as he spoke, "Perhaps you should consider a change of occupation then." she snipped back at him, half tempted to stick out her tongue in a totally mature fashion. "Afterrr all your last bit of employment didn't seem to land you in a verrry nice neighborrrhood." The words she spoke were nearly purred with amusement as she glanced around the room, as if gesturing to their surroundings, before her eyes fell on the mad man again.
He was still babbling. Ingkeu's face seemed to be deadpan as he rambled on, that is of course until he said a combination of words that greatly amused her. Causing him to pause she lifted a finger, "Did you say boyfriend?" she asked him, but he continued to ramble on. Slowly, from the side of the Mad Man, Ingkeu peeked at Abhishek with a most sinister of sinister smiles. "I am NOT going to shoot you." she said firmly again, perhaps a bit theatrically so that her point would be affirmed and the man would indeed turn on Abishek.
She of course, seemed greatly proud of her self for the sudden change in events as she waited for the man to turn on the one who had been so dastardly to her this evening. Yet he was still rambling. Ingkeu was about to drag her palm over her face before suddenly, he stopped mid sentence and went screaming head first into the nearest wall quite violently.
Startled by this the girl let out a rather loud yelp and went to hide behind Abhishek looking quite pale. She had not, of course, thought about who she was hiding behind, just that she had put someone between her and the crazed man. "Okay, so you know that bullet we were talking about?" she asked Abhishek in a hushed whisper, "Now might be the time to put that into play." She paused a moment before hissing out, "For the sake of all holly fucks shoot him!!"
[00:31] Abhishek Veda grimaced as the man spoke, threatening Abhishek should Ingkeu not agree to use the torch on him. This was not going as planned--but then again. "Life support is shot," Abhishek said, immediately wondering if that was a poor choice of words after having seen the bullet wound in the center of the man's forehead. If that did not kill the guy then it could be a pretty good reason why he had gone haywire if there was a bullet lodged in his brain. For some reason Abhishek thought there was more to it than that. Nothing was that straightforward here it seemed.
Although Abhishek had yet to draw his pistols, but his breathing became steady while his stance shifted slightly. He imagined the girl might try to play them off of one another to at least attempt to rid herself of one of them. Should Abhishek lose then it would be fairly easy for her to finish the other off if he was practically throwing himself into the fire as he was.
There was somewhat of a schoolroom sense in the air as Ingkeu snapped back at him.
[00:31] A low chuckle rumbled from Veda's throat, and a smirk graced his face, but he was too focused to laugh overly much. The girl's radical change of opinion was probably a smart choice, he decided, waiting for the girl to move from in between himself and the wounded man slamming himself into a wall before he fluidly drew a pistol and fired three shots. There was crazy-amusing, and crazy-dangerous, and this one seemed to be the latter. It was better to put an end to it when there was a good opportunity. The gun was silenced, and hopefully all bullets struck true.
[00:37] Jericho felt the satisfying collision with the wall shut the demon inside him up. "Whe-" he couldn't even finish the word as the bullets slammed into his chest. He was already off balance, and what happened behind him had no time to register as he slumped against the wall, leaving a trail of blood as he dropped, losing his balance. "Fuckin' pussy," he muttered, already trying to stand up again. Though they struck, it seems they did not have the satisfactory effect that both men were hoping for. "Gonna have to do better than that. If heart stopping would work.." he pulled the scarf away from his neck to reveal the massive gash there. "This would have too. Gotta find that bastard in me and kill him. Please." He slipped back down, wincing in pain. He still continued to try and get up, even as blood leaked from him.
[00:43] Ingkeu flinched with each gun shot, shrinking further and further behind the man she had grown to dislike. "Good good...no not good..." she muttered softly before letting the AI go and reaching to thwap him lightly over the back of the head. "Three rounds? None in the head??" she asked frowning at him.
"What if he's a zombie?!" she panted out wided eyed, her blunt tail a bit more fluffy than usual. "Trust me I've had experiences with zombies, you always want to shoot them in the--wait..." Ingkeu paused, looking confused at first, "I've had experience with Zombies?" There was a slight pause before she shook her head and shrugged, "Oh well whatever, point being, YOU ALWAYS SHOOT THEM IN THE HEAD."
It was then that she looked on at the man, and noticed him moving, hell he was even still talking!! Ingkeu squeaked and darted back behind Abhishek again before she shook his arm with her hands, "SEEE!?" she near meeped, before tapping her forehead with a finger. "In the head, like....BLAM! ...Great now get to it!" she finished the words with a slight pat to his rump before disappearing behind him once more...
[00:53] Abhishek Veda was beginning to see why the girl had been unable to kill him earlier. For such a tough demeanor, she was a little soft and squeamish. Wait, what? Zombies? He looked from the man, who was attempting to rise and speaking after taking three bullets to the chest at close range, to the girl and back. Was she crazy too? All that talk of the ship being alive could have been a part of that--then again, the man was still moving while leaving a considerable trail of blood on the wall.
Abhishek took a step forward and pointed the gun at the man's head, not even blinking as he fired a single shot aimed directly at the other's head. All the while he was taking action his mind attempted to process what he had said--find the bastard in him and kill him? Either he was utterly nutters or there was something seriously wrong happening.
"Zombies. Ghost ships," he said quietly, mostly to himself. "And little redheads playing with fire," he shook his head and sighed, gun trained on the man, and watching the girl out of the corner of his eye. "Not exactly the pile of wealth I imagined when my drones returned with the coordinates of this place."
[00:59] Jericho felt the bullet strike the head of his, and dropped, unconscious The black faded out of his hair, leaving whiteness, and the eyes closed. From the feet, began to sprout, something. it looked a bit like armor. The pants he was wearing were shifting and moving, changing. With a ting, the bullets that had been lodged in him fell to the floor, including the one in his head. The mouth on the body opened wide in a sort of silent scream, even as the eyes didn't move, and the chest didn't rise and fall with a breath. Out of the pool of his blood that had formed, a wooden, small coffin rose up, falling to the ground beside him. It seems whatever happened, didn't kill the poor sod. No, it may have just pissed him off. or made him relieved. No one could quite tell. But it would seem that now was the time to get the fuck out of the room if you were going to run scared.
[2012/11/06 01:01] Ingkeu smiled sheepishly at the man's words after he had put a bullet in the other's brain. "I don't know..." she murmured mockingly sweet, "A few throw pillows, a little popouri, perhaps a nice throw rug..." then her face turned dead pan and she rolled her eyes. "See what fame and wealth do for you?" Her eyes then trailed to the man who lay dead on the floor, "Let alone guts and glory..." She whispered with a grimace and a shudder.
Unfortunately her little AI unit had disappeared for the time being, running off most likely frightened by the gunshots. While a machine it's emotional AI was right on par with that of an actual animal, though quite a bit smarter. Letting out a sigh Ingkeu begun to duck under various computers looking for the little runt while she left the man to deal with the freshly dead body he'd created.
Too busy looking for her recently disappeared companion Ingkeu had not noticed the man's transformation until the coffin hit the floor with a rather loud thwack. Instantly she stood up straight from beneath one of the near by computers and flicked an ear in Abhishek's direction. "What was that?" she asked uneasily, her eyes drifting towards the horny one.
[1:14] Abhishek Veda scoffed at her remark. "I was doing just fine before I ended up here. It sounds cliché but I had nearly saved up enough to retire and live the rest of my life in luxury..." his voice trailed off as he viewed the scene in front of him. The man was changing before his very eyes--either the ship was playing a trick on his mind, or worse. Knowing how his day had gone so far, he would put his money on worse.
"Ingkeu, what's the quickest way out of here?" he asked, deadly serious as a coffin materialized out of nothing. "We need to go," he drew the second pistol from the other holster, but refrained from shooting. If bullets had yet to stop the man so far then they were unlikely to do so. However, he was entirely prepared to shoot again in the hopes that the momentum would stagger or stun him.
Abhishek was unafraid to run from a situation deemed out of his control, or hopeless. Unlike the apparently unkillable man, he was quite prone to mortality, and also loathe to rush headlong into death as willingly. Perhaps the key to immortality was to rush headlong into death, he mused somewhat morbidly.
[01:21] Jericho continued shifting, next the coat changed and some white marking appeared upon his face and body. The bracers shifted as well, and so did the ears. Lastly the horns started to sprout from his head. Curling around the white ears that grew while the black ones shrank, the horns became ram-like ones, but something was off. It started as an etching, but grew and started to glow from the horns, writing known only to the arcane masters and demonic lords.The gloves on his hands burst into flames, revealing bare skin for a moment. Arcane circles of power condensing appeared in the palms. But, for the time being, the eyes were still closed on this one. The clothes seemed a bit too big as well. Suddenly, once again, starting at the feet, the limbs began to extend. Tears poured out of the poor sods clenched shut eyelids, fading from water to blood as the shift continued.
[01:26] Ingkeu stared in confusion at Abhishek as he asked her the questions, one ear flicking to the side uneasily. "There's a lock on the main door. The button is behind you." she responded before her brows furrowed and she ducked back under the computers on the other side of the room.
"I'm not going any where without, Pixel. Just what in the hell has gotten into you?" came her voice muffled from under a computer station. "What? All of a sudden the spooky noises of the ship are just now getting to you? I thought you were more of a man than that, Veda." She scoffed, though really, he was.
As she ducked under the next computer console she saw the body from across the room, moving... no growing... the feet changing, extending. Instantly she hit her head again on one of the consoles and scurried out from under it, putting her back to the wall. "Whatinthebloodyhellfuckisthat!?" she cried out in shock.
[01:36] Abhishek Veda cursed loudly as Ingkeu ducked beneath a console again, and again as she yelled in shock and backed herself against a wall. He turned to look at the panel to unlock the door, and cursed a third time. He could abandon the girl, but then he would be without a mechanic again, and who knew if he could find a questionably sane mechanic on this ship again.
He recognized the arcane circles as symbols of power, yet was not well-versed in any sort of rune-craft or demonology to determine what they meant. Even though he was part demon himself, he was raised entirely by human military and government caretakers, along with others like himself. Now was hardly the time to think of that however.
Dashing to the other side of the room where Ingkeu plastered herself against a wall, he attempted to pry her free and drag her along with him towards the exit, holstering one pistol to reach for her arm yet again. "Let's get a move on before we catch its attention. Let some other poor sod falling through the vent deal with it," he hissed, hoping the door would auto-lock should they manage to make it across the room and into the corridor safely.
[01:42] Seth kept growing, musculature increasing along with bone density and size. When it stopped for a short period of time, the right hand of the thing snapped its fingers, and gloves were encasing the hands again. Another snap produced a lit cigarette, which the hand promptly placed to his lips. "Fuck it's been too long," the voice muttered. It was deeper than the one the body had previously. It took a deep drag before his eyes opened and looked around. "Bastard's still crazy as fuck apparently. Oh well." His hand went to his lips again and pulled the cig from it, scooting backto sit up some against the wall. "Fuck did we end up, ya loony fuckwad," he muttered under his breath.
[01:44] Ingkeu glowered at him as he caught a hold of her arm again, even if she did realize it was for her own good. Quickly she yanked back against him, trying to get free of his tight grasp on her arm. "Lemme go!" she hissed out softly, "I fend better for myself than I do with some greedy nut case dragging me along."
Luckily her words, though firm, came in the form of a hushed whisper. Her gut told her to run with the man, but her mind was just too damn curious. Yes, the 21% of her that was smart, said run, but the 79% of her that was pure curiosity gazed on with interest. It was clear now why they said curiosity killed the cat as she still tugged against him, trying to stay behind.
Firmly her feet planted into the floor heel first, like a stubborn mule refusing to go down the grand canyon. "I would be more amused to see you be the poor sod to deal with it." she mused impishly, "You did after all, technically tumble for that vent." There was an almost sinister smirk about her before she turned, looking to the transformed man before her face paled a little bit.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. This... new thing... Was quite larger than the suicidal man it had been before. Fully transformed seemed much more sinister too. Something caused her to shiver, her body quivering briefly before goose bumps begun to form beneath her protective suit. Listening to it, she then wondered if it were the sane one, and the other honestly did need to be put down.
Her brows furrowed. Without thinking about what she was doing she piped up, even if Abhishek was still pulling her towards the door. "He jettisoned himself in an attempt to commit suicide." Her pretty little voice echoed out towards the stranger.
[01:53] Abhishek Veda watched with amazement as the man--creature?--fully transformed. "Do you?" he hissed again through clenched teeth. "Not once did you draw your weapon on him. Next time someone asks you to barbecue them, maybe you had better oblige!" Foolish girls playing with fire, he thought. It reminded him of someone he used to know--someone who had recently been sucked out into space through a gaping hole in his ship's hull. He was uncertain if the android's fire would have made much of a difference at any rate.
Abhi nearly groaned as she spoke aloud, alerting the other to their presence. It had seemed as though whatever-it-was had none of Biscuit's memories, so at least he would not remember who it was that shot him multiple times. If the ship was screwing with his head it was certainly doing a good job of it. First of all he wanted a stiff drink and managed to find a bar. Then he wanted company and fond a pretty girl who drugged him and tried to send him to his death.
"Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to be the demented, crazed man anymore," he said at a normal volume. He squeezed the girl's arm harshly before forcing himself to let go, that flicker of anger lighting his thoughts and casting shadows once more as he became more frustrated.
[02:03] Seth grabbed the coffin and opened it up. "You still in there nutjob? Yeah, yeah you are. Good." He shut the coffin and returned to smoking his cigarette, which was the main thing on his mind. "Man, six months without a good time to take over this body really sucks. if only I could get that fool to stop drinking holy water." He finally glanced up at the two and regarded them almost lazily. "I know -how- we got here. I wanted to know -where- here is, you foolish girl." Pinching his nose, he let out a yawn before stretching, and slowly slowly rising from the floor. "I see you two met Jericho, my wonderful companion." He took a puff on the cig before extinguishing it in the wound on his forehead. "Persephone, hmm?" he mused to himself. "Wonder if Hades is coming for her and that's what's happening around here...." He bent over and picked the coffin up, putting it on his back and having it rest there. "I suppose I owe you a bit of thanks, despite putting three unnecessary holes in my chest," he said to Abhi. "who the fuck am I talking to here? Lynx whore and her sissy manfriend? Or am I wong?"
[02:10] Ingkeu fell to an almost innocent silence as he spoke his first words to her, the girl's cheeks turning a vivid red as she turned away and swallowed hard. Gently she rubbed at her arm where Abhishek had squeezed rather roughly and swallowed hard.
"My appologies, Sir." Came her voice almost meekly. It was evident then, even to herself that she still feared the man the suicidal one and grown into. A step or two behind Abhishek now she had begun to tremble, yet there was an odd slickness between her thighs.
Ingkeu looked away again, crossing her arms over her chest before quietly she gave him her name, or at least the only one she could remember, the one she had Fathomed. "Ingkeu." she whispered softly, "Ingkeu soonkyu. Though its fine by me if you keep wanting to refer to the other by Sissy." she added with a small scoff.
Though curious, she was still afraid to directly aproach the stranger as she watched him avidly from a distance.
[02:19] Abhishek Veda holstered the other pistol. The man was talking to them at least--he expected to be attacked immediately. Since he was not, he was loathe to provide any reason for him to become hostile. "A cautious man, newly arrived to this place," he said in response to the question. "A pity your companion required such treatment, but it seemed best at the time."
The jab at him, suggesting Abhishek should be called Sissy, caused him to burn hotly with barely suppressed anger. He wanted to say she was the one hiding behind him, crying out instead of acting, but kept his mouth shut and merely turned to look at her. His nostrils flared and a vein showed clearly on his temple as forced himself not to strike her. He felt almost as though he was taking crazy pills--the day had gone poorly enough, and his frustration combined with everything else had him at a boiling point.
"Abhishek Veda," he said coolly, turning back to the other. "I would say it's a pleasure, but I'm certain you'd recognize that for the lie that it would be."
[02:31] Seth took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. "So, Caddyshack and Ink-goo. Gotcha." He sniffed a bit smirking. "One's excited and the other's part of my race. Amusing." He headed for the door, turning his back on the two for the time being. "Better get your AI, Sloppy. Lest it be something's food. As for you, Wimp-lo, err. I guess you gave your name. Caddyshack. Maybe go to the mess hall and leave the poor girl alone for a bit. Between my companion and whatever else was going on, maybe it's time to call it a day." He snapped his fingers again and took a puff of the newly manufactured cigarette."I need to figure out my bearings," he muttered to himself before staggering out of the small room and into the hallway.
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