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[Something Evil]

*The Tyrant finishes its task, content with humiliating the inert Space Marines, and starts flying back towards Killious, its mind reaching her before its body:*
"Shouldn't we herd them towards the planet? It's where our main contingent is. And the CSE installation can hardly continue to take a beating like that."

*It stops in flight, noticing Tenshi, and lands near her. After a while it says:*
"What will happen to you should this world fall? I have made my preparations for such an event, but..."
*It sits down, softly touching the blades of grass with its bone-plated upper hands, running them along the length.*

((Edit: Also Vorthon fell off the 'net. Damn...))

[The Merchant Of Menace]

'I shall likely cease to exist, my reality is bound with this world, one cannot exist without the other'

[Tellemurius]

"it seems we are close now........"

[Keita]

K:'Send them a message, tell them we're ready and waiting.'

*Killiouse walks to the tyrant, answering it's question.*

K:"Yes, but now we've effectivly killed all there scouts and leaving one to limp home, they'll think a lot more carfully and come straight to us."

[Vorthon]

((Edit: Also Vorthon fell off the 'net. Damn...))

((I'm baaaaaack! The network was having problems. Someone probably spilled some coffee on a server or something.))

((Meh; I gave you 'nids to force the CSE rebel commander to figure out that a biblical ass-stomping is at his doorstep. Your show.))

((Him? Really? Seeing as any male Torikan with that kind of mindset would be labeled as mentally unstable? Male Torikan tend to be quiet, meek individuals.))

*Ern's familiar (the tiny cat-thing) looks up at the lights in the sky from the battle.*

"Oooh... Pretty..."

-on the moon-
 
*A vast number of ships take off from the moon, fleeing to the O'Neill cylinders, Banks Orbitals and Stanford Toruses (Tori?) scattered throughout the system.*

[Something Evil]

'I shall likely cease to exist, my reality is bound with this world, one cannot exist without the other'

*The Tyrant somehow manages to grin even wider, and stands back up.*
"Then we will have to fight them with every fiber of our being."

((Him? Really? Seeing as any male Torikan with that kind of mindset would be labeled as mentally unstable? Male Torikan tend to be quiet, meek individuals.))

((Her. Whatever. 'nids don't go to social studies.))

[Vorthon]

*A loud bang can be heard from the vicinity of the army, and a large gear flies from a large, clockpunk-esque war machine, with a small, hairless humanoid humanoid with scarlet-coloured skin and a broad nose and large golden-yellow eyes, wearing coveralls, can be seen clinging to it as it sails through the air. It is grinning broadly, with what looks like a monkey wrench held in one hand.*
*Ern facepalms*
"Really? the Dalor pick now of all times to start tinkering with things?"
*Ern's familiar stops watching the lightshow in the sky to watch the gear come crashing down. It starts giggling hysterically when it sees the 'dalor' jump, dust itself off, and run back toward the warmachines.*


((Out 'till tommorow.))

[Tellemurius]

"well its seems pretty damn screwed you guys are"

[iceball3]

*Is currently watching events unfold, standing up. A thick layer of oozesterosity envolopes me like armor or some shit.*

[Twi]

The ark is...READYING BATTLE STATIONS OR SOMETHING!

[Phantom]

Dariel is...
Slapping Berkar awake?
"COME ON YOU IDIOT! YOU MISSED EVERYTHING!"
Also, there seems to be a shimmer of Dariel next to Kata again, with another on the moon.
"Seriously, what the fuck is going on!?"

[Twi]

"I have no idea either. But the dragons are attacking."
Commence operation: Shoot the dragons with lasers of damage-dealing. Or whatever.

[Phantom]

"I see. Can you get someone to wake Berkar up then? He's in a pretty deep sleep, basically he is almost dead because his heart rate slowed down so much."

[Twi]

"Ooookay."
Kata sighs, goes over to Berkar, and gives him a jolt to get him up.

[Phantom]

Berkar's eyes open up slowly, and he yawns as he straightens himself up, and then looks at Kata.
"What, the parties already done?"