Eires @B312: "I...think so? Mostly?"
She seems confused as she stands up, slowly finding her footing on the floor without her suit as she rises to her easily seven-foot-something height.
"Took a nasty fall and had to trek half a day here, just to get...healed?"
She checks her side, and while it still seems to be tender, judging by her reaction to touching it, she doesn't make any noise when she does. However, she stares at the spot with a look of serious concentration.
"Healed...apparently. how in the name of satkur..."
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B312, for once, found himself staring up at the woman in front of him - she was a good seven feet, but he amounted to only six. The only time he could previously remember staring up at someone was when he was with Jorge - the man was giant in nearly every sense of the word.
B312: "Well. Good thing you're up and running, trooper. You know how you got fixed?"
Stable
Naomi: ...there's a deluxe model? What's it got?
edited 1st Aug '16 2:56:46 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Naomi: Whoa. :o
Give me like ten seconds to think.
-And so she does-
-Simultaneously, she reaches into a pocket in her backpack and withdraws what looks like a contemporary phone, flicking through a few screens-
edited 1st Aug '16 2:57:50 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Eires @B312: "The guy right over....did he leave already...?"
Eires looked over to where Auron was a second ago, awkwardly pointing to the spot where he was standing, at a loss for words as she pointed not to him but to the potion he had left behind. She ran her hand through dark, choppy hair that contrasted with pale skin as she spoke again.
"...apparently. He gave me one of those bottles and it did something to me, but I'm not going to complain. I don't totally feel like laying down and dying at the moment."
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B312: "...Huh."
The Spartan took another look around the saloon, before the golden visor returned to Eires. B312 still wore his full set of MJOLNIR; it looked less like a suit of heavy assault armor and more like a suit of light power armor. More "covert ops" than "siegebreaker."
B312: "Don't suppose you know where I am either, huh?"
Stables
Naomi: -to Auron- Not a clue for either place. I don't know how fast these go or how far the Exuberance - or our perp - is.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."End of the Line
Einar found himself standing outside the saloon, he had been on deathwatch missions to many worlds ranging from feral to civilized, and in most societies it was common for most social gatherings to take place at locations that sold alcohol of some kind. It was also in those locations that it was easiest to learn information, and because of this he decided to enter the saloon immediately looking over all of the patrons to see who might be willing to talk.
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Stables
After a few seconds of fiddling with her phone, Naomi held it out to the robot. She'd opened a payment app - she had a fair bit of money, and 50 creds for a horse rental wasn't too bad.
Naomi: Fat chance this is gonna work, robofriend, but... -hits Transmit-
edited 1st Aug '16 3:04:37 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Nova) Hastur: ~observes people crowding near the robot~ I wonder what's his life is like. Humans doubt that robots can think, but well, guess after some time they can start feeling something, right? ~looks at Minerva~ Are you and your shantak ready to depart now?
edited 1st Aug '16 3:06:06 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
Stables
Naomi: Nice!
The spacewoman sauntered over and tore the receipt from the robot's chest, before heading over to her designated robohorse.
End of the Line
B312 turned to face their newest, heaviest arrival.
He seemed more like a tank than a man, clad in truly massive armor that made him tower above even Hunters. And to Einar, B312 seemed... strange. Human, surely, but the armor he wore was nothing like any Imperial pattern gear ever issued.
Point of fact... the man's left breast held a signet, stenciled in black over the green paint. A signet that was most definitely
not part of the Imperium of Man.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Eires sighed as she frowned at B312.
Eires @B312: "Sorry, I can't say I do. Last thing I was doing was putting down illegal Tensen Tech activity on some rock 20 jumps out from the main fleet. Only thing that saved me from eating hard vacuum is this hunk of junk right here."
She affectionately knocked on the armour behind her, a terrible affair that looked like it would blow through a tank just as easily as a man, twitching as she realized her knuckles weren't in fantastic condition as she thought before jumping slightly to attention at the sight of the massive armoured man behind her own suit.
edited 1st Aug '16 3:09:29 PM by ImmortalFaust
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B312 appraised the suit of armor before him. It looked more like a small robot suit. Like a Cyclops exoskeleton, or the one HRUNTING/Yggdrasil Mk. I prototype he'd seen a glance of a while back.
B312: -to Eires- Damn. Looks like it's got considerable firepower.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Stables
Naomi: -to Roy- Yeah, but when it comes to locomotion, legs are highly inefficient. Treads or wheels are usually better.
Legs also have more moving parts, if one of them gets blown off you're knocked over instead of just stopped... need I go on?
edited 1st Aug '16 2:50:53 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."