FrozenPhoenix

The Endless Struggle

Virathus stopped using the Wolkar as a sort of builder gun and returned the arm to it's owner. "This place is going to kill me." He muttered solemnly walking over to his new "clean" corner setting his gun and gear down, sitting down on the foam as well to avoid having some sort of fungus begin growing on his armor.

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"Hey call me what you will, but there is a difference between dirt and grime nature makes and dirt and grime people make. And these people seem to be quiet adept at making the worst kind of filth." He said back, snapping somewhat. When he saw the amount of foam Rennac sprayed into the corner he stopped the Wolkar by grabbing his arm, maybe a tad too forcefully. Shaking his head he attempted to aim the Wolkar's arm and spray more into the corner. To be fair, the original amount was probably more that what a normal person would have called necessary, but not Virathus. Overkill was the only way to survive this Hell hole.

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Virathus shook his head at Rennac's words. It was true, normally dirt doesn't bother him, "Dirt doesn't bother me, it's the dirt on this world. This entire place makes my scales crawl." With that he pointed to a far corner of their room, "Make sure you get good coverage, I don't want that mold creeping in over the night."

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Virathus continued to follow Rennac through the motions of this new world, still appalled by the sights and sounds. When they got to their... "room", he was disgusted. True, it looked better than the hallway leading to it, but this still looked to be a bigger mess than even the most rundown Litharian home. "Don't worry, I hadn't planned on removing my armor." He said unslinging his OMEN. Though as he was about to set it down, he desided to try and find a cleaner spot for his prized weapon. Then tried again, and again, and again, and again. This persisted for probably about two minutes before, "Hey hand me that foam thing of your's."

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Virathus followed and listened to Rennac, catching the meager bag of money in one hand, looking it over. It was hardly anything, but maybe it would cover lunch tomorrow. All the while as they were walking to the Red Light District he was looking around at the terrible conditions and questionable activities that were happening wide in the open. He may have been in culture shock as his mouth was open for more scenes than not. Back on Havatk everything was orderly and just, but he just watch somebody get murdered and nobody even gave a second glance. When they got to their... home? He was even more shocked. Even the Green Barracks back in military training was this terrible, and they had to pay for it. He was debating whether or not to actually sleep in the alley, it was probably cleaner at any rate. He looked to Rennac with an extremely hesitant look, though Rennac couldn't tell due to his helmet that he refused to take off lest he catch some sort of disease. "Are we really going to stay here?"

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As the Cel vessels opened fire the Litharian ships were a tad shocked to see such a violent outburst from strangers, but that was quickly dashed and the HAMMER warships with weapons already hot began firing volleys of heated plasma at their attacks. Thankfully most of the shots were targets at the Wolkar's cruiser. their shields and armor should buy them some time to get in some good shots. But they weren't ready to leave them hanging, their point defense systems powered up and started going to work at those missiles, they wouldn't get all of them, but a third, maybe half if they were lucky could be shot down. The Scouts were contacted and informed of the newcomers becoming hostile and they sent their engines into full drive to get into flanking positions ASAP. The two of them almost in range, but one was on the far side of the system and would need more time. The few lasers that were aimed at the Litharian ships raked their hulls causing a good deal of damage, but all of it superficial, so far. Back on the station the Litharians and Karadon received the warning and looked on as a battle opened up above them. It was a quick thinking Litharian scientist who looked away from the battle and remembered that the station was armed with weapons. Using the Wolkar's translation code he accessed one of the station's weapon terminals and if it was correct they seemed to be manually controlled. All around the their central command structure more terminals were used to access the weapon systems, booting up a few of the guns, about eight in total. Trying out the controls they began aiming and firing off a few practice shots away from teh battle. Really it wasn't that hard to control them at their core level. Getting ready the scientists and soldiers who were manning the guns took aim at the enemy ships readying them for fire.

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Virathus tilted his head in a curious fashion. This was the textbook definition of foreign to him and while all of these practices were apperantly normal he couldn't help his head from becoming crooked. "What a strange place." He muttered as though talking to Rennac. "One moment." He said and then went back into the ship, grabbing a pair of STILETTOs, a pair of WITNESS Packs, and a PRISM Unit. Exiting the ship he made sure the door was properly secured and locked before walking towards Rennac, gesturing towards the exit ramp.

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The Litharian ships, now flanked by the Wolkar continued towards the new ships, closing the gap just a little before opening up all communication channels and broadcasting, "Attention foreign vessels, we are the Litharian Alliance. Identify yourselves." On repeat. Meanwhile around them the still cloaked scout ships began to move to flank the newcomers, should they be hostile they were to be in a position to attack from the rear, or atleast the flank should the ships begin firing early.

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Virathus took note of Rennac's strange ways of navigating this planet. He'd never been here so it was rather odd to ignore flight control protocals. When they got to the ground he saw the thugs coming up thanks to the ships sensors and got out of his seat to reach his gear from the bunks, slinging his OMEN over his shoulder, holstering his SCYTHE, and grabbing his twin MAGNUM pistols, slapping a BURST on one and holstering it. The other one he carried with it's BURST unit out the door just in time to see Rennac spray a sort of foam on one guy and threaten the other two. "Well now that everyone knows we are here." He said in a droning tone under his helmet. He slapped the BURST Module onto his pistol and aimed it at one of the goons, pulling the mount's trigger and releasing a massive burst of dense plasma in a wide cone directing at his chest. Following that he shouted, "Get out of here!" To anybody who would still be standing.

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Litharian Galactic Date 5371-239, Unknown Station. Unknown vessels have just broken out of some new kind of warp space, moving to intercept and contact. Both Litharian HAMMER warships broke off of their patrol around the station and attempted to make contact with the Wolkar ships requesting that they be flanked by their frigates and to have their cruiser stay behind the HAMMERs ready to deploy it's craft should these newcomers become hostile. Within the facility the scientists and soldiers were informed of this development and told to be wary of the station reacting due to this.