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PostSubject: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:28 pm

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A World Hunter's search and what is found there-in midst the rubble and decay of a dying planet.
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:29 pm

The world was so shatter, so broken, engulfed in the destruction of a war long since over that not even nature tried to reclaim what was once hers. The landscape was a dull grey mimicked by the constantly overcast sky above, the sun long since having abandoned this world to it's fate. The air was thick with dust that never settled as storms ripped through the once vibrant city streets of this once Utopian colony.

Living creatures were no where to be found, but some yet still haunted the passageways and alleys of the meek city. A distant cry, an unnerving clicking, scattering scraps of what one may consider footsteps, covered only by the whistling of the wind as it passed unhindered through the holes littering the once grand structures.

Almost everything metal had rusted, the concrete was crumbling, the buildings were collapsing now at a rate of 3 a day, or one would imagine if they could record time in this never ending twilight. It was this that kept the smog and dust alive and moving. Though down a certain ally, half hanging through a rusted hole in the side of what one may have considered a dumpster, the lower appendages of something, possibly human lay thrown, discarded to the wreckage of the dying world. Yet for all the metal that consisted of his body, he was in perfect condition. A little muddied and dirty, but definitely stood out among the post apocalyptic nightmare that surrounded him.

Yet, not 20 feet away, behind a sheen door of drawn metal, probably the former entrance to a garage of shorts, the slow, yet deep breathing of something, large, asleep, dormant lay within.

There was not long left for this world, this planet that had succumbed centuries ago to it's own fate and accepted it's inevitable end. Crack in the planets crust were forming, the city itself was almost completely surrounded. Molton magma spurting from the fissures which were the only thing providing warmth in a planet so deprived of sunlight that one would think snow should be 5 feet deep at the shallowest of locations.
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:30 pm

‘Luxia Kincaid. My name is Luxia Kincaid.’ Sometimes she just needed to say it. Sometimes she needed to say it outloud. “Luxia Kincaid. My name is Luxia Kincaid.”

It had been years since Luxia introduced to herself to something new. Years since she’d had a conversation with someone. So long that she often found herself speaking randomly just so she was sure she remembered how. The sound of her voice often startled her. The first words often raspy and even painful, then slowly becoming soft and chirp-like. Though, there was never a single soul to hear the difference. A few years ago, there were a few animals here and there that Lux conversed with before and after she killed them for their meat but that was all. People were so few and scattered now that loneliness wasn’t even really a relative word, it was simply a state of being. The few times she’d come across another humanoid species it’d come down to a fight for her life. Not much in the way of conversation, though that wasn’t to say she didn’t try to converse.

Perched on a wall that was once part of a great skyscraper, her ash covered ponytail drifting in the magma warmed breeze that brushed the side of her shaved head, Lux chewed her lip as she looked about. Everything was hazy and dark. The perpetual twilight that had taken over the shift of day and night, painted this desolate world a honey hued shade of doom. She had nothing with her, save a small compartmented pack that strapped to her thigh and the last of her mechanisms which consisted of hydraulic metal boots, a matching left-handed sleeve, matching visor and spiked goggles. The backpack she once carried was worn and full of holes, so after her last fight it was abandoned when the strap finally broke in the tussle. She wore a slick black body suit and a worn leather glove on her left hand. There was an empty 9mm strapped to the other thigh, she kept for both sentimental reason and in hope of finding more ammunition.

Lazily, Lux came off the wall that wasn’t much more than three feet of crumbling concrete. Her stomach growled ferociously; still not used to so many days without food or water. Her body ached, and fatigue was started to set in. It was a long time coming she supposed. Death, that is. Everyone else had succumbed to it. Even the world was started to succumb as evident by the spewing arcs of magma darting up all around her.

“It puts the ring in the mountain or else it gets the hose again.” Lux muttered as she struggled forward.

After about a half a mile of dodging rumble, she came to an actual part of the road where the white dividing line was still visible and only chipped in places. She skipped. She hummed. Her stomach growled putting a stop to that shit. Fatigue was turning into dizziness forcing her to drop what little mass was left of her being to the floor beside what she supposed had been a dumpster once. Hidden in a narrow little alley where one building was missing it top half, Lux wrapped her arms around her knees and fought to keep her head up and her eyes open. She felt that if she allowed herself to fall asleep it would be the last nap she’d ever take. Five days without food or water was taking its toll.

Her dark green eyes darted around the space which she had dumped herself. The wall behind her rumbled almost soothingly, as if lulling her into that death-filled sleep. There was something massive beyond that wall that was either caving to the sweet serenity of death that teased her, or simply hibernating until its next meal was dumb enough to stumble along.

Lux stood up. Her muscles were sore from just sitting for that moment. The moment she was upright, a bout of dizziness threw her head into a fog not unlike the one that was rolling up through the streets in the same moment. Reaching out, she gripped the side of the dumpster, jagged edges ripping through the weak flesh of her fingers, but her body was so tired that even her blood was slow, and too thick due to the last of the processed foods she had managed to scrounge up. As she righted her vision with deep breathing, Lux took her hands off the dumpster and fished into her thigh pack for the few scrapes of cloth she knew would come in handy. Her head hung as she wrapped her fingers so that a soft sheen from the weak rays of light left in the world that glinted off something not rusted that hung out of one of the holes in the dumpster.

“Is that an arm? It might be an arm. I wonder if it’ll be vicious and choke me to death. Hmmm, maybe it’s an old bot, wouldn’t that be fun.” She mused, as she crept up along stacks of old this and that beside the dumpster in order to get inside of it. Immediately stuff started to clatter out of the dumpster, as Lux scrambled under all the debris to find a dull but not rusted body of a man… maybe. With what little strength she had left, Lux hoisted the body upward and sat him up against the side of the dumpster. Her tempered, worn fingers danced across the mass metal construct much like a human assessing his being.

Beyond the dumpster, whatever beast had been slumbering began to stir in the wake of her rummaging through the trash. The creature’s heavy mass shifted, it’s breathing taking a turn to toward wakefulness. Lux stilled, listening for more movement, but her tired green eyes were on the ‘droid in front of her.

“I could repair you, I think. I just don’t know if I could save you from this dumpster. Is anything worth saving anymore?”
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:30 pm

Another earthquake rumbled through the city, they were becoming more frequent, the crust of the dying world splitting open like an overcooked potato. This didn't seem to disturb the beast that lay soundless and unseen within the building a few feet away from the lifeless form of the cyborg and the female that found him.

Once propped up against the dumpster, it seemed the male figure of metal and synthetic muscle fiber would never awaken, possibly due to a lack of power, maybe his battery was dead. Though not visible by the naked eye, the simple touch of the females skin due to her finger-less gloves, was sending elector-static sparks dancing around the cyborgs internal components. It was this difference that caused the cyborg to stay in his stand-by mode, even when debris and other objects collided and shifted his position.

Behind closed lids, the startup sequence was continuing, running checks on each components, limb, microfiber, optic nerve and a scan of his still human brain. It was this one factor alone that kept him from being just another droid, even though the rest of his form was completely mechanical. As the last of the static charge from the female hit the Molten Carbonate Fuel Cell that powered his form, the males eyes snapped open and as quick as they had, the guard that sat idle at the sides of his eyes shut closed before his face, a red glow and slightly audible beeping came from his systems coming on line.

Without even a word or interaction, Null grabbed the lithe frame of the female before him, wrapping his arm around her waist and leaping forward, clawed toes and finger nails of his freehand dug into the stone wall before bounding back again to the building behind him. Back and forth he jumped, scaling the building like some kind of video game character in a matter of seconds. Releasing her once they reached the rooftop, 6 and a half stories up, falling debris crashed and bounce to the ground below, hitting the garage door that the beast lay dormant in.

Nulls head kept snapping from left to right, scanning in his surroundings as his tattered leather coat blustered about his legs. Reaching for his side, he quickly looked down to see something was missing, twin blades that always sat, waiting, yet now gone. Something was wrong, and in that same moment of realization, his body caved and he dropped to one knee, though the visor staying shut around his face.

Though you could see his lower jaw, even if it was covered, when he spoke, nothing moved, and the voice was that of a computer program you might here on an answering machine, though very male and unique. "The others. Where are the others?" Null did not look to the female as his hidden eyes kept scanning the ground below until something interrupted his thought pattern.

A loud roar shook the building the two were on, loose rocks fell from the jagged edges of crumbling structures, raining down upon the alley below. Whatever was in the garage was now awake and it definitely was not a morning creature.
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:31 pm

A small static discharge floated between the two beings when Lux went to sit him upright. She had no clue that just a small twinge of electricity had sent synapses firing again and blown the dust off of his power cells. That is, until she heard the soft whir of gears and programming sequences coming online. A spark of hope then lit inside of Lux. Company. What she could give for company. In fact, she surmised that had been the reason she’d started fishing after this bot in the first place.

Perhaps.

Just as she opened her mouth to go through the rederic that she had gone through for years all by herself; “Hello, My name is Luxia Kincaid.”, the cyborg’s eyes sprang open, giving her a small flash of his white irises before his HUD closed over and he sprang forward. The wind was knocked of Lux’s small and fragile, nourishment deprived body. She flopped forward, slamming into his metal chest while she was hoisted out of the dumpster and bounded up wall after wall of the buildings that created the alley she just left until they were secure on the rooftop just in time to watch yet another building collapse into rumble, but it didn’t stay long. The world opened up and swallowed the building into a fiery pit of magma and terror.

Earthquakes rippled across the land like waves in a pond, so that Lux teetered on the rooftop. Her attention was pulled from watching the earth rip open and devour everything on the surface when the cyborg mentioned others. A squeal of joy left her but it was quickly deflated by the realization that he had no doubt been inside that dumpster for a very long time. Whoever he was referring too was long gone. No more company.

She frowned. “I think we’re the last.”

But they weren’t going to be the last for long. It was all coming to an end now. The winds picked up, sweeping heat and ash across the desolate wasteland. Magma began to spill out onto the land. Droplets of the lava set sections of the world ablaze in a matter of moments. To top it all off, whatever great beast had been slumbering peacefully in the building nearest them was now awake and grumpy. It came roaring out of the building, smashing through a wall near a perfectly useful garage door. The creature, standing over three stories tall with car wide arms hanging down like great ape arms, and a head that could be barely seen on those highway wide shoulders, slammed his hands down on the street and created a crack in the already tempered asphalt that allowed more and more lava to seep onto this side of the earth’s crust.

Lux had a strong urge to just sit down and watch the world burn. The scene before must reminded her of part of a book she once found that detailed a small isle city-state being raged into oblivion in the wake of a volcano eruption. She turned to the cyborg that had just come to life, for lack of a better phrase. Her green eyes were tired, her face was worn and shrunken from lack of food, but she managed a sleepy smile as she freed her ash covered hair from its bobble. The dirty strands launched into the wind, sweeping across her wasteland beaten features.

“Sorry I woke you.”
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:31 pm

Null stayed kneeling even with all the destruction around him and the appearance of the latest threat. The girl's words were barely audible as the building close to them collapsed. Yet his memory file replayed it in his mind so he wouldn't miss anything. It was almost a defense mechanism or memory recall programmed into the nano-bots within his mind.

"Do not worry. If we are to die, I'd rather do it on my feet and not laying in a dumpster."

Null cast a covered glance over the female's form. She was very malnourished, and in a situation like this, with the hulking beast below them, that was the worst possible outcome; he didn't even have his swords. Even so, the girl saved his life so he would not leave her to the fate she would otherwise definitely succumb too alone. Standing up, the visor around his face clicked, then slid open, resting at either side of his head.

"My name is..." There was a pause as if he had forgotten the next part of his sentence, or possibly searching for the correct was to introduce himself. After a moment of silence he looked over to her. "..Null"

Shifting in his position, his eyes returning to the brute that was sniffing the dust filled air below them. Null figured with the collapse of the building it would mask their location for now but, alas, he was wrong, as the creatures almost unseen head snapped up to their position, and with an almost deafening roar, he started to climb. Though a more apt description is that he was pulling the building down to him.

The walls around them were collapsing, so in a quick spinning turn, Null once again wrapped his arm around the females waist and jumped to the building opposite their location. The beast however, saw them and changed his tactic, though it was a bit late. The structure they were just on received too much damage and was now falling down, crumbling onto the beast below, though with each rock that fell, each piece of debris that coated it, it did nothing to slow it's climb up the more solid structure.

Null quickly jumped to the roof, not even noticing yet that the sky above them had changed. Clouds were swirling, an almost eye of a storm creating an opening through the everlasting overcast sky as a deep dark bluish light started to shine through. But still, this was not being noticed by Null as he held strong to the girl as the beast head crested the edge of the buildings roof top.

"Well, least I'm not asleep. I think."
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:33 pm

The cyborg rose slowly from his crouched position, his visor rolling back from covering his features. They were completely unfazed by the ravages of time. It must have been nice not to have to eat or pee or even move. What Lux would have given to be sleep peacefully since the last member of her family withered away to ash in the wind. Then again, did cyborgs sleep peacefully? What if his mind was nothing but nightmares from then again now? Or unbearable silence? Lux didn’t know which was worst.

Perched on the side of the building watching the world burn with her elbow on one propped up knee and her chin on that respective hand, Lux fought the urge to rest her eyes one last time. Hearing her newfound company speak, introducing himself, made her head whirl around and a tired smile cut across her features. Inside, her heart jumped; someone to finally talk to. He seemed to pause as if searching deep within his sleep mind for his own name. Either way, she was still happy to do this exchange.

“My name is Luxia Kincaid.” She said in as bubbly a tone as her body could muster. “It’s nice to meet you, Null.”

She couldn’t count the years she’d wish to say that to an actual person. An actual living creature that would respond and yet she knew that this would the last time she could speak with anything. The beast below them shook the building, raging against the forces of nature that were quickly taking over the world in a final attempt to destroy something of its own choosing.

Before Lux could react, yet again, Null had picked her up and darted to the nearest, “safest”, place. Again the wind was knocked out of her being from the force, which she was sure he had no clue of his strength against her body. As they landed in relatively safety, her gloved moved slowly across his chest over the worn micro-fiber. There were some tears and holds in the otherwise sturdy cloth and Lux surmised he might have been ravaged by moths and other bugs in that dumpster.

“I could fix that.” She muttered softly. Her body was ready to quit but her mind whirled with ideas and dopamine filled her brain at the thought of tinkering with all his joints and programming and his entire make up. Who wouldn’t like a tune up? Tuna? Mmmm. Tuna. With a dollop of mayo. Maybe crackers. Mmm. Crackers.

He spoke again, drawing her away from her food day dream and her attention toward the darkening sky and finally down to the monster that had no intentions of giving in to the dying world. “Maybe we woke him from his dream. That’s kinda mean.”

That bowling ball sized head on concrete divider-like shoulders began to peer over the side of the last building around for at least a mile that was solid enough to stand on. With an inhuman grip, his fingers gripped the side of the building causing it to crumble under his car sized hand. Instinctively, Lux took a step back, but the world behind her seemed wobble and warp. The sound of air being sucked into a vacuum filled her ears over the wail of frustration from the beast creeping up on them. Her heart felt squashed in her chest. Tornado winds whipped around but seemed to be creating some sort bubble. Suddenly the monster pursuing them was ripped off the side of the building and whipped around them like some scene from the Wizard of Oz. For a split second, Lux wondered if Oz would be in Technicolor. A split second was all there was to time before everything went black, before time and space and sound all came to a standstill.
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:33 pm

Grimm: Smog blocked the sky from sight for anyone walking along the swamp floor. Gases from the stagnant, slimy water hung thick in the air, though it did not bother the alien lifeforms that called such a place home. Odd groaning’s, creaking of wood and the splashing of unseen creatures blow the green ooze of the nearby lake created a very eerie scene. This scene, thought creepy, was normal, what disturbed it was not however. The smog lit up a vibrant reddish orange as lightning cracked through the air and winds began to pick up at an alarming rate. The local wildlife ran to their dwellings, the trees creaked almost to breaking point until a loud crash shattered the ground and sent debris scattering in all directions. The ground dented, a crater of sorts, smoking from the collision from whatever landed. Within the center of the hole, the equally smoking figure of a humanoid structure could vaguely be made out crouched on one knee, both hands placed upon the ground. It took a moment for the figure to get its baring’s, and as the dust cleared, he slowly rose up, his none organic body gleaming in the faint light. Closed eyes snapped open and golden hues pierced the dense air, scanning from left to right, taking in, searching, and identifying all they could. Its eyes swirled, glowing, almost looking as if they were on fire before they started to dim once again, still a captivatingly unhuman golden glow however. Adjusting the long black leather coat that clung to his form, his hand finally rested against the upper most handle of his blades that hung against his side. Taking a step forward, he had to find the female that had been sucked into the vortex with him, that was, if she had been even sent to the same location he had, either way, he did not wish to leave her alone in such a world, even if he did not know a thing about her. Maybe she knew something about him. It was but moments ago he was still unconscious, his systems placed into stasis. It was an, interesting reboot, that was for sure.

Biird: The world had gone dark leaving Lux to believe she’d slipped quietly into death, but coming too midway through falling at rapid speed toward a gloomily earth, jolted her system awake with fear. Slipping quietly into a long goodnight was nice, peaceful. Plummeting towards the earth like a misfired missile? Not so much. The air around her falling body was so dense, Lux couldn’t even flail her arms in hilarious panic. CRACK. The first branch on a sagging swamp tree knocked her out cold again. Lux’s body, heavy with a single mecha arm and her mecha boots, hung like a wet blanket over the lower branch. Her visor had clicked open, and was scanning the dark, mucky world around her. It gave off a soft hiss and filled a valley about her tree with an iridescent glow of projected computer screens. An automated voice that sounded much like Jarvis, ran though the terrain and the findings of her automated system. “Ugh..” Lux’s voice grogged as her eyes fluttered but remained closed.

Grimm: Each foot fall was heavy, so much so that Null had to struggle not to sink into the marsh floor beneath him, such was the annoyance of being mostly a machine, and he was heavy, very heavy. This, however, did not slow him down as the fiber that now made up his muscles were capable of increasing his movements to beyond superhuman capabilities. The swampy marsh ground though, was proving a touch opponent, even with all Null’s enhancements. Most of the indigenous lifeforms were steering very clear of the mechanized male as he walked, save for the bugs, though because he contained no real nerve endings, there were merely a visual annoyance and nothing more. Eventually his sensors detected the electromagnetic pattern that made up his companions basic structure, and when he arrived at the location, he saw her dangling from a branch, suspended in the air. Lids narrowed and his golden eyes surrounded by pitch black sclera, ignited again as they scanned the structure of the branch, then the ground at his feet. Crouching down, Null retrieved a rather large stone, and lining up the angle, hurled it at the branch, inches from the trunk causing it to break and release its captive. Holding his arms out, Null caught the female with ease. “Are you okay?” He posed the question as his eyes scanned her form from boot end to hair tip without much thought for privacy or modesty.
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PostSubject: Re: [HoM] Origins    Mon Aug 07, 2017 10:33 pm

Biird: Lux dropped, half unconscious, into Null’s waiting metal arms under the tree. Her boots clattered. There were rips in her jumpsuit and leaves and branches in her hair. Her visor kept trying to open and closing back. The soft hum of it scanning the area had stopped though. There was an error message of system damage ringing in her ears. With a groan, Lux shifted in his arms, mecha arm patting his chest. She was mumbling something as if she’d been knocked all the way back to the days of living with her family until her eyes started to open. Half lidded, a bruise forming slowly under one eye, Luxia looked up at Null. After a moment a smile started to curl her lips, “Hey, you. Either we’re alive or the afterlife smells like bog water.”

Grimm: Golden eyes flashed for a brief moment as Null gave her the once over again while she came back to the land of the conscious. The systems she used were damaged, but not beyond repair and aside from a few bruises, the female was otherwise unharmed. Setting her down upon the soft ground he had sunk slightly into after catching her, Null smiled, though it was basically unseen beneath the mask and the synthetic muscles that made up the visible part of his face barely moved at all. “Unfortunately it is the later. It would appear we were dropped into a rather, unforgiving to the senses, world. Luckily however, the air is comprised of the correct balance between Carbon Dioxide and Oxygen to allow humans to breath.” Nulls eyes left Lux as he idly looked around at their surroundings. “I do not, however, know where we are or how to either leave this world, or locate a civilization. There does not appear to be one within a 500 meter radius of where we are now, but my systems are slightly distorted with this atmosphere.” Null did not give his terminology much thought as he spoke. Given how his female companion was dressed, he assumed she could keep up with his verbiage.

Biird: Lux shifted as he sat her down and started to check her arm and boots and visor. Removing the visor, she reached into the satchel she kept on her thigh and removed a small screwdriver, fiddling with some of the loose components as Null spoke. She could follow his use of words rather well even if she didn’t speak the same. “I don’t know about you, but edible lifeforms are more on my list of things to find than anything else. Since we’re in a swamp of some sort, they are gonna be ugly, but meat is meat.” She put the screwdriver back in her Flat-Space pouch and put her visor back on before patting Null’s knee. “Thanks for catching me.” Opening her visor, the system started a reboot that would take a while, so Lux started to look over her boots and arm, then looked to Null, “How are you functions besides the distortion? I might have a few things to help, depending on damage.”

Grimm: The cyborg hadn’t considered food when they landed on this new world, mainly because he never had to consume anything himself, though she was still a living organism, which also meant they would need to stop so she could rest. Null had already ran a diagnostic and other than his memories, all his systems were running ok. “Everything appears to be nominal, do not worry about my wellbeing. It seems I landed in a, softer manner, than yourself.” Null cast his eyes up the tree they still stood beside, to where the branch he had broken remained splintered. Looking back down at her again, his golden eyes then changed to the surrounding area again. “If you wish, I can go procure something edible for you to consume. I should be able to distinguish between what is lethal to your system and what is not.” Null placed his hand on the smaller of the two blades that clung to his waist.

Biird: She was digging through her flat-space pouch while Null spoke looking for repair parts for her boots. They hydrolics were damaged and some of the joints were dented around her ankle. Looking up, her arm, from elbow to fingertips disappeared down a pouch that was not even as long as her forearm, Luxia smiled and took his hand from his sword hilt. She examined his fingertips, pushing down on the pads for a moment, then rubbing his index finger in little bloody puddle at the corner of her mouth. Unsanitary but it would do. "There you go. A sample. If you're reading functionally then you should be able to deduce what nutrients and I lack and find them in whatever edible creatures might be around." Releasing his hand, Lux took off her boots and wiggled her bare toes. "I'm gonna try to fix these as best as I can then we can take a stroll and see what's on this rock."

Grimm: Internally Null was raising an eyebrow when Lux buried almost her entire arm within the small pouch she carried, though externally nothing had changed. This was the difference he was subjected too with a human mind and machine body. Null had not seen such technology and was somewhat curious of its design. Before he could come up with a question though, Lux had took his hand and moved it to her lip. As her blood stained his finger, his system quickly analyzed her blood, mapping what she was allergic too, what she could and could not eat, her nutrition levels at this point in time and even so detailed as to notice she was not all that healthy of an eater. All comments were kept to himself as he nodded and turned from her. Bending forward slightly, the muscle fibers within his cyborg legs tightened and grew and with a sudden burst that shook the leaves from the tree above, Null had all but vanished from the spot he was once standing. A few moments later he reappeared, sliding to a halt behind shrubbery with his golden eyes glowing ominously, darting left to right so fast it was almost hard to believe he could see anything at all. It seemed most of the life forms upon this world were poisonous to humans, the indigenous lifeforms having the correct immunities to counteract such, but Lux was not so fortunate. Holding up his right hand though, Null had procured some berries and leaves that could sustain his female companion as he had run. Still though, he had only been gone a couple of minutes, so perhaps a bit further on, he may cross the path of some creature she could consume.

Biird: Lux rocked to the side when Null took out without a word. She grinned at her quiet companion, but she was very happy to have him, quiet or not. He didn't seem bothered by her constant chatter, and she really just wanted someone to be around after so many years of being alone. It was nice to have someone around that wasn't trying to kill her or take her tech and then kill her. By the time he'd come back she was trying on one of her boots and testing it for mobility but it was still pinching her ankle with movement. Lux pulled off the boot and looked up as Null pulled to a stop. "Boy you're quick. No meat huh? I miss meat." She stood up, wiggling her toes in the mud and muck, and moved closer to Null and his berries. A light blub went off in her head,"Water! If we find fresh water we should be good for a bit. At least me. Hey, what do you require to function? An oil change?"

Grimm: Human interaction was not a requirement of Nulls, but at least he could have another set of eyes with him on this world he knew nothing of, even if she did like to talk a lot, he did not mind. Handing her the berries, he nodded at her words, she was correct, the berries would keep her appetite down, but without water, there was a very real possibility of death at a rapid rate, though again, he kept silent about this and nodded. “Indeed, though most water seems to be stagnant in the local area, we will need to move if we are to find a flowing source. Is your equipment ready?” He almost left her last question unanswered thinking she was just joking, but it seemed not. “No, my power core keeps my functioning so I do not require maintenance.”
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