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[WillowLuman]

She watches him leave, seeing him head across the plaza. "Vell, not to vorry mister Titus."

[armach]

Titus picks up the tiny pancake and eats it, then stares at the lipid layers in deep thought. "Hey, I have to ask, is there a point to this?"

[WillowLuman]

"To vot?"

[armach]

"To this." He gestures to both of them. "Did you really just want to talk while having some lunch?"

[WillowLuman]

"Vell, vy not? I haff been on a ship for qvuite some time, you know. And it is so rare to see other humans outside ze settlements, well, at least vons not in uniform."

[armach]

"Oh, yeah I noticed. Why aren't there any humans here?"

[WillowLuman]

"Aliens are not often ze best of company. But soon, I sink, zis place vill be visited by more of us."

[armach]

"Ah, so it's that kinda diplomatic mission."

[~Neri]

Koi exits the scrap area and goes back to the main room. Upon entering the main room, he reaches into his mouth, and with a wet snapping sound, yanks out a small, bloody, metal object, he then attaches it to a similarly bloody chain that he pulls out of his pocket. Anyone in the room would note that oddly, his clothes appear to have altered shape to fit his current form.

"Done." Koi cleans the blood off the object with his now abnormally long tongue and slips the chain around his neck. The object appears to be a metal sphere with extremely fine lines indented into it in a series of headache inducing patterns. Mostly sharp angles, there are no curves among the patterns. Anyone psionically active would notice a rather Loud psionic presence manifest the moment Koi put the amp on. As in, painful to think at.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Ye got anything I can wear ta make meself look less like a big stinking bear?"

[WillowLuman]

Koi exits the scrap area and goes back to the main room. Upon entering the main room, he reaches into his mouth, and with a wet snapping sound, yanks out a small, bloody, metal object, he then attaches it to a similarly bloody chain that he pulls out of his pocket. Anyone in the room would note that oddly, his clothes appear to have altered shape to fit his current form.

"Done." Koi cleans the blood off the object with his now abnormally long tongue and slips the chain around his neck. The object appears to be a metal sphere with extremely fine lines indented into it in a series of headache inducing patterns. Mostly sharp angles, there are no curves among the patterns. Anyone psionically active would notice a rather Loud psionic presence manifest the moment Koi put the amp on. As in, painful to think at.

"I bet 10 units of arbitrary worthless currency that someone tries to nick it. Well, just be careful with that near the Nazis. It's kind of a big 'LOOK AT ME' painted on your signature."

"Ye got anything I can wear ta make meself look less like a big stinking bear?"

"Probably, somewhere. But we don't have time to dig. We've let those two alone out there for long enough already."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Cobb sighs.
"So, the plan?"

[Unraveller]

"Yes, what would you have us do?"

[~Neri]

"If someone who isn't a Strain 64 touches it for longer than ten seconds, they'll burn out or overload. It resonates on specific psionic and mental pathways. If you don't have them, it makes them. Violently."

[WillowLuman]

"Alright. We go out there, find them, and get them away from the Nazis. Quietly. Koi, stow that under your shirt. Axel?" He digs around in the compartment some more, and removes a large sheet and a welding mask. He tears a slit in the sheet, then sticks the mask under so the visor's against the hole. "Wear this. Don't more your arms too much."