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[Twi]

"That's the guy who got tortured by Thera, right?" Twi asks. "Yeah, sorry about that, but there was no way I would have been able to stop her. And he left."

[Something Evil]

*The Tyrant grabs another Ripper, eating it and forces some more of its wounds to close.*

"You are sssurprisingly trusssting of something made with the sole purpousse of killing. And, of coursse, there iss no such thing asss <<what you wish>>. Food have ruless among themselvesss sso as not to kill each-other. Sssocial contract I believe. I agree to abide by ssuch rules of conduct. What elsse?"

*It staggers up, and makes its way towards the fresh air.*

[Phantom]

"Agh, well, all I heard was that he went off to bury his brother, that your girlfriend killed. Also, I'm not sure if you can resurrect him now, souls gone to the warp...

And would you like a talk with the giant Tyranid?"

[DrunkDorfPally]

*The Big Daddy plods along, following the spider creature, still making those wierd growling noises.*  ((Don't know if they could talk w/o the helmet.  XP))

[dwarfguy2]

"I suppose if you abide by social contract I shall not impose any more limitations upon you. I'll go see the head catgirl about getting you a room." *Wanders off to find Tenshi.*

[Twi]

"You mean in that tank? Also, no."
((Like I said, the helmet doesn't really do anything in that respect. It's in Bioshock 1: they're modified to sound differently.))
Thera takes the Daddy to the LAIR, along with the helmet.
"Sup guys. Help me set up a place so we can fix his suit."
Twi sighs, nods, and gets a pick, while Thera manages two at once. Within a surprisingly short time, they have constructed yet another room, into which the Daddy goes.

"Now then...how do I fix this?" She sighs, and takes off his enormous boots next.

((How many parts is the suit in again? I remember there were helmets and boots...))

[DrunkDorfPally]

((Heck if I know.  XP))  *The Helmetless Big Daddy sits there, motionless except for breathing.*

[Phantom]

((Well, there's the various pressurized parts.))
"Yes, in that tank. I knew his brother well. And, that Tyranid guy is actually pretty nice if you get to know him. Or at least empathetic."

[Something Evil]

*The Tyrant plods on, tearing off chunks of its mangled wings and arms, eating them and reapplying the nutriments to heal more critical functions. It tracks down Tenshi by smell and thought, then knocks on the stone with its largely intact lower right arm, its permanent razor grin seemingly stretched even wider.*

"I understand you have rooms to let?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

'I could create you one'
((I communicate via thought, btw))

[Twi]

"Meh. I prefer to talk to things that at least have a human face. Right, Thera?" Twi asks.
Thera looks at him for a moment, then nods and returns to her work of taking the diving suit off to reveal the man below.
This is succesful. After a little application of screwdrivers, the suit lies in two parts, and one can see the person who was inside. Luckily, he has actual clothes. >_>

"Ahem. TENSHI! Would ya mind RSing him into being able to speak?" Thera asks as she begins to repair and conduct maintenance on the suit now that the Daddy is no longer inside it.
((Just guessing, but since they used to be normal, if RS can bring them back to life, RS can fix them up. >_>))

[The Merchant Of Menace]

* Does that

[Phantom]

"Very well. Oh, I forgot something."
Ghost tosses a helmet with an Eagle Insignia on it to Twi.
"Maybe this would help prevent Baneblades from shooting you."
Ghost runs around the Fortress before arriving next to the Tyrant. He waits.

[DrunkDorfPally]

((RS?  Does what?  Huh?  XS))

[Phantom]

((RS?  Does what?  Huh?  XS))

(((I assume Runesmith.))