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Amazing_Goob

RandomCommander Nathan sets the book down, looks up, and says,
"I think banding together is a great idea. I probably won't be too useful though. I'm good and farming and... pest control? I'll probably just be a waste of resources if you bring me. I doubt there's going to be anything to plant in this twisted game." He just sits and watches now.

gearshift48

Amazing_Goob "doesent mean you cant be helpful, every person, or whatever species you are, that is in a group makes it stronger."

RandomCommander

Amazing_Goob (gearshift48 )

"Yes, the gilded..." Kar'guraad paused uncomfortably, "Person? Construct? ...is right. One could reason that in this twisted game, many things are possible, even a bit of plant life in a place where death surrounds all could exist. Farmers are also good with animals, if I recall, so they could be paramount to calming a beast down if it is afraid."

He made one more glance at the farmer, "...but if one plans to bring him along, be sure to put him in a less dangerous position in the party. The thought of putting him forward as a disposable scout may be tempting to some, but the poor lad will just come back, and he might remember who's the one who sent him to die... with some prejudice."

Tson

KrankysFirebrand48
CETA turns his head to look, at the being, then turns away again, the tone he replies in is strange, and seems almost disinterested.
---I know nothing of these Xel Naga, and I do not find your comment in the least intimidating seeing as I do not intend to kill you. I am no longer the CETA who wished extermination on the feeble races of this galaxy, if you intend to assail me on a matter of pride I am frankly dissapointed.---

CursedPh4nt0m Fort_Master_Gustav RandomCommander Amazing_Goob
CETA turns back to the rest of the group, looking first at Nate, when he speaks it is in his normal tone again, he seems to have taken Nate's inquiry as a Request for detailing his specifications, and there is an air of smugness as he rattles them off.
---I am mainframe C command ETA, second generation mainframe produced by the Ever Children under Pieron, I am the Ever Legion, CETA's understanding of tactics and combat is unparalleled, CETA can control several million individual units simultaneously with my vast intellect, CETA knows all knowledge that the Ever Legion possesses, and can put any of this knowledge into use instantly with his hugely superior computing systems. CETA's current drone chassis is extremely hardy, incorporating reflective armour plating to reduce the effects of beam weaponry and ablative plating layered over a hard inner shell of Pi-metal, which I believe is blasphemously called "Strongium" by some of your impudent fellow fleshlings. CETA's weaponry is a third generation Stasis-bolt firing chaingun integrated into his left wrist under the superb hardlight hand that can be deactivated to access it, the ammunition reserve when depleted being refilled by manifold direct from CETA's fleet manufacturing centres. Stasis bolts being large caliber rounds encased in stasis fields, that allow for indefinite penetration into any material. CETA's chassis is powered by a plasma core, which is adequate not only for indefinate power, but some surplus, if any of the feeble mortals here use energy weapons CETA will be pleased to recharge them.---
CETA turns to Kal'guraad.
---The prosperity of our group no doubt will depend upon how well we function as a whole, no single drone can survive for long if severed from it's parent mainframe, I beleive this is more or less true for organics as well. There will be no question of "Disposable" members, if anyone wishes to employ this method CETA will personally deal with them.---

---From quick analysis of the group's talents given their own explanations, CETA suggests that the best choices for reconnaissance work, if any need be done, are the units "Nate" and "Kal'guraad", for combat, CETA is obviously ample, and the unit known as "Elohim" seems fitting too. The remaining units are excellent general purpose taks members, apart from unit "Nathan" who CETA suggests should be reserved until a safe use of his... skills? presents itself. What say you all?---

gearshift48

Tson dark storm is mostly going to himself “what the hell have I gotten myself into where a AI is sentient....”
“Sounds....great. I guess we should plan our first coarse of action then.”

KrankysFirebrand48

Tson ”I would kill you if the manual didn’t state I couldn’t, heretic” said Dhas, “But your knowledge is not to be ignored. I will stick with your group for now and will refrain from killing you as you are a useful asset. I am a warrior. Can kill anything I want as long as I know how.”

gearshift48

KrankysFirebrand48 “I like him.”directed at dhas

Tson

gearshift48 KrankysFirebrand48
There is a sound like gunfire that seems to be CETA's approximation of a laugh, he looks to storm.
---Do not fear, no puny fleshling could ever destroy the might of CETA. I thank you for your expression of weak mortal emotion small man, it most gratifys CETA.---

gearshift48

Tson “hey if we are actually going to do somthing around here.....where the hecc is the exit we will go through to look for stuff?”
dark storm teleports across the room near CETA and looks around

KrankysFirebrand48

Tson ”When I was observing your nation I was impressed. But seeing how you act you are no longer considered a worthy opponent. As I said, putting a psi blade through your data card wouldn’t be advisable here. Though I still admire your strategic capabilities. So will you accept me into the group or not.”

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
...upon CETAs inquiry, the pirate which had arrived before them was one of the last ones to answer...
"My name is Gal'qud Rách, been spacepirate, been with the 'Undead Roses' if that tells anyone anything.
I´ll tell ya right away I won´t leave the bar anyways, so I´ll skip on all the fighting and talkin skills, but I´ve beena round the place quite alot, so I can provide you with basic information about some of the areas you´ll find...if you amke it back to the bar that is."
He seemed to be contemplating, but either his fleshy mind couldn´t come up with any more information, or he thought that all which had to be said had been said...
As the conversation went on he later answered the question of the metalskinned imbecile, which had asked how to get out of this bar...
"Well if ya wanna get going you gotta go outta the main-entrance of th´ bar."
Then he went silent again.

Amazing_Goob
...Gal'qud looked at him and lifted an eyebrow...
"Well, all I can tell you is that you wouldn´t be able to do it and that I wasn´t able to do it either when I came here, ya gonna need plenty of experience to do that and trust me, you don´t wanna be here long enough to gather that much experience..."
He turned away and proceeded to stare down into the table he was sitting at he looked somewhat...absent?
After a few minutes when the metal skinned warrior asked a question he looked back up...
"Well if ya wanna get going you gotta go outta the main-entrance of th´ bar."

Fort_Master_Gustav
...Lila smiled and nodded: "I´ll be right back!"
Then she turned around and went through the kitchen door which closed behind her...
A few minutes later, whilst he was still talking to the other...participants? ...individuals? ... guinea pigs?
Elohim was uncertain what to call this group...
Regardless of that the door opened again and Lila came back in, a large plate on her arms with a big slice of fish, grilled perfectly and with suitable side dishes...
She put the plate down infront of him and smiled again...
"There you go, have a nice meal!"

gearshift48
When Dark Storm asked where the exit was Gal'qud looked up from his table and looked at him...
"Well if ya wanna get going you gotta go outta the main-entrance of th´ bar."
So the main entrance... somewhat logical looking at it in hindsight...
But what was logic even worth in this place?

Tson

KrankysFirebrand48
---While of course CETA would make the best leader of any here, this group is not mine, we are all involuntarily a part of it, though even if I were able to refuse you I would not, due to my earlier statement. CETA is further amused by the mortal's ideas of threatening words, for even if it could get it's blade past his psionic and corporeal shielding, destroying this chassis would do nothing to harm CETA, for CETA's brain is not housed within it, instead in a ship many lifetimes travel away with your small fleshling ships. CETA is also confused, as he does not belong to a "N a t i o n", this term is an outdated one that seems to relate to planetary divide designations, does the Small one's people still use such antiquated terms?---

gearshift48

Tson “nation, empire, country, faction, it’s mostly used for anything, mostly to sound I timidating.”

KrankysFirebrand48

Tson gearshift48 ”You are so ignorant? Your not the only one with a psionic field. We’ve destroyed countless Protoss heretics before and their shield proved no match for us. But someone as analyzing as you may have noticed this argument is going nowhere. I’m with the group. Let’s not waste more time.”
he turned towards dark storm. Still speaking so everyone could hear. ”Perhaps I underestimated your intelligence.”

Tson

KrankysFirebrand48
---Argument? CETA does not argue, merely correct the incorrect views of the young races. What pray then, is CETA's "nation", if he is so ignorant to not know himself, for CETA was under the misapprehension that he belonged to none. My psionic shielding is not psionic in nature, it is a certain type of field generated to prohibit psionic intrusion by removing the psychic membrane in a small area, thus the ability to activate or pass abilities through the intermediate space is removed, though I doubt one who seems to take every opportunity to try and assert their nonexistant dominance will be able to understand these complex theorems, CETA suggests that the time it is using to try and threaten CETA would be best used as the small one suggests, in logical and serious thought, though I doubt this will be the case.---

KrankysFirebrand48

Tson ---Argument? CETA does not argue, merely correct the incorrect views of the young races

“That’s what arguing is dummy” said a random person in the bar.

gearshift48

Drakador_Chaos “hm. So i guess group, we should probobly start early and get a hang of how this works, eh?”

KrankysFirebrand48

Tson

CursedPh4nt0m (Drakador_Chaos )
CETA turns to look at Nate.
---CETA is not a robot, CETA is a mainframe, there is a severe difference. He would also like to point out that he did not attack you, man-who-came-from-the-refuse-chute, he merely removed you from it firmly. BNo harm was intended or inflicted.---
He turns away again in the manner of any busybody who has done his share of correcting for the day, then adresses the room generally, in a louder voice.

RandomCommander Fort_Master_Gustav gearshift48 CursedPh4nt0m Amazing_Goob KrankysFirebrand48 Drakador_Chaos
---CETA does not wish to appear impatient, but he thinks that the relaxed attitude of those here is rather out of place, CETA suggests we start our journey immediately, let us make no further excuses, come, for just because this place seems to remain safe does not mean it will be so, we do not know what we are dealing with here. Come I say, let us sally forth and explore these strange chambers.---

CursedPh4nt0m

Drakador_Chaos (So, I'm getting no reply because it isn't really necessary or because I somehow missed the last turn?)
Assuming it would be a good idea to gain some reserves, besides the fact he hadn't eaten for quite some time now, Nate decides to continue following the conversation from the barcounter, choosing a free chair at random and waiting for Lila to finish interacting with the lionid and the lizardman while thinking about what to order. Turning around enough to watch and listen to the others in the room, he opens his book again, three pages before the end, and starts writing a diary of sorts, including his activities and thoughts about the situation, though nothing too personal.

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (gearshift48 )
CETA nods at Gal'qud.
---Very well, thank you for the advice.---
He turns to storm.
---It appears that at least two of the members are eating, therefore I do not advise an early start as it will either provoke annoyance on having to leave nutritional input or result in the group splitting, which as I have stated is possibly the worst case scenario.---
He surveys the room again, before waiting, still standing by the bar.

RandomCommander

Tson Fort_Master_Gustav (Drakador_Chaos )

Kar'Guraad's ears bend outward, then he turns his head to glance at the other members of CETA's 'expedition,' realizing that they are waiting on the both of them. He turns back towards the counter and attempts for the Musavian's attention.

"Eh-hrrm. Mr. Elohim, I realize you may be dining on what the Musavians consider the finest meal of a lifetime that obligates one to take their time consuming it, but it appears that the rest of the expedition is waiting on us to finish. I cannot forsee the average level of patience amongst the ones currently waiting, so I wish to emphasize that the amount of time you take is important."

He's not sure if leaving the 'amount of time is important' bit as vague as it is would be wise, but Kar'Guraad would rather not be rude to a Musavian, considering they could be pretty easy to annoy and hard to calm down.

Fort_Master_Gustav

CursedPh4nt0m
"Thankyouverymuch"

The Musavian says, as he acquired the cutlery onto his hand. using the knife, he taps on the surface of the roasted fish, which makes the roasted part pop out, being easily reloved by a precise and hasteful swipe of the fork. Revealing the succulent and juicy interior of the meat. He looks at the Lionoid, who'd probably be thinking that the fish was to be some sort of weapon, but quietly whispers:

"Don't worry mate, it's just fish, no poison or anything"

The delicious dish of Eo'kvian side, a wonder to behold indeed. While he was lying about being a cop, he did not lie that this was something that he hasn't eaten in a long time, in fact, he has never even eaten it, but he got to know that it existed by watching the Musavian equivalent of Gordon Ramsay, on the Musavian equivalent of Youtube, on the Musavian equivalent of the internet. It was a fish with interesting properties, for some reason unknown to Elohim, but probably known to keen aquamarine biologists, the fish deposited a special oily compound on the outer-most layer of the skin, resilient against temperature changes. That compound, when put on a grill, made the meat inside be cooked like if it was in a natural oven, though, without places to escape, it kept the juices in, a pretty easy but quite tasty dish nonetheless. He started eating it.
He kept on listening to the others as they discussed, chuckling under his breath at the atrrition between Dhas and CETA, maybe he should throw more wood in the fire, maybe get them to fight. "Nahh, it's too much of a hassle."-He thought to himself, if they were to kill themselves they ought to do it later and where he couldn't become a bystanding casualty. Thusly, he just nodded and agreed.

Drakador_Chaos

CursedPh4nt0m (Fort_Master_Gustav )
Whilst the rest of the group seemed to be talking with each other about what skills or equipment they may have Lila has been standing behind the bar, apparently listening as well, as Elohim talked to her, expressing his concern about having to leave the meal behind she looked at him witha rather strict look on her face...
...then she smiled again isntead: "Just eat up next time, ok?"
She took the plate and carried it off into the kitchen, returning moments after...
This time she turned towards the man calling himself 'Prophet'...
"So? Any orders sir?"

CursedPh4nt0m

Fort_Master_Gustav (I assume there is a reason you replied to me instead of Drak besides not interacting with Nate at all? I mean, yeah, those two lines of conversation he probably hearn only one of, but still...)

Amazing_Goob

Fort_Master_Gustav Nathan stands up, pockets the Manual and walks over to the bar. He sits down next to the tall Musavian, and says:
"Well, we're probably going to be stuck together for a while, so might as well get to know each other. The name's Nathan Biraz. Whats yours?" He holds his hand out to shake.