Across Universes

Lisa: -nods- Noted. I know it takes a little while to get used to things around here.

Hathor: Not really, no.

Asagi: Easily done~

Adult!Hastur and Cthylla come into the room, the fKing In Yellow reading a book with weirdly coloured cover, his niece carrying a waterproof post package.

(@Team) Hastur: Hiya. ~smiles and waves as he almost falls on a couch~

Cthylla is studying her package as something unfamiliar, turning it sideways, upside down and sometimes bending her neck to see it at another angle.

(@Team) Cthylla: Good day. ~she doesn't avert her eyes from it for a second~

Quartz: Oh... What spend time with, then?

(@Hastur/Cthylla): Oh, hey -waves-

-A limo pulls up outside of the penthouse-

Asagi: ?

Limo!

-Like a silly pup, she flutters out the door to see this new shiny thing-

-The front door opens and a man in a suit steps out-

-After looking over the entire penthouse for a few seconds, he opens the large side door-

Driver: This matches the address and physical description, sir. We have arrived.

Hathor: -shrugs- I'm not sure yet.

-nods to the Riddlers-

-Lisa looks out the window-

Einar: (@Quartz) I don't see why you think you'd be an exception but eh, story for another time.

-he takes a peak out the window while leaving the astral claw on bitch duty-

edited 27th Sep '16 1:23:37 PM by Bcom

Quartz: Not was I thinking... Thanks of not going through with kill, though. >.>

Asagi: Hello~

Einar: it's fine, you're all good people. Even if you are truthfully heretics by imperial standards.

Hastur: Oh my, that night was hard to endure. Like, couldn't sleep at all, two weeks of it made me brimming with energy. Good thing there's a bookstore in the vicinity that is open for 24 hours... huh? ~looks at the limo along with others~

Cthylla: ... What is a ZIP code?

~the first thing that exits through the limo's open door is a large cloud of smoke~

~the smoke is then followed by the imposing stature of a Krogan exiting the vehicle~

~he is wearing a gaudy set of combat armor on his body, designed to resemble fancy robes or a cape in appearance, and a shit-eating grin on his face~

~no doubt, this is the one you know as Urdnot Turax~

Turax: "Thanks, lad. Here, for your troubles."

~he reaches into his pocket with his tiny mechanical T-Rex arm and hands the driver a twenty~

~then takes a drag from his cigar and makes his way towards the vacation home~

-The driver nods, enters the limo, and it drives off-

Quartz: Is not good time to ask about heresy thing, is it?

(@Turax) Oh, hey

Asagi: ...Hi.

Who's this dorkazoid? >.>

Einar: ....he looks familiar, like someone I've wanted to punch for a long time.

Lisa: No offense taken, I think. Religion's influence on my world kind of faded away many years before I was born, so it's not a topic I have a lot of understanding of.

@Turax: Hey, where've you been?

Turax: ~approaches, then... hugs Asagi and Quartz~

"Hey. Glad to see you again. I missed you all greatly."

"..."

"...most of you." >_>

(@Lisa)Turax: "Home. It was the easiest place to get to after my attempt at distracting the base was such a rousing success on almost all accounts." :/

Asagi: Awwwww.

-Hugs back-

Quartz: Awww, same of me -hugs back, with all four arms-

Einar: oh wait yeah, you were on distraction duty for that raid. I was wondering what happened to you.

(@Einar)Turax: "A 140mm explosive shell, for starters." :|

~motions at his arm~

~or rather, the mechanical limb he is now using in place of his arm~

Asagi: Woah. When'd you get the arm?