"We use the Canadian Dollar here. And if you need to sell things, your best bet would be a pawn shop." the woman informed Shana.
"Now you have some direction at least." He said to Shona. With no use for the stalls be left to find some who would benefit from his old seals.
outside the market area in the hallway.
Dalahar looks left then right quickly before remembering where one of the waiting rooms was. He decided to head towards it
Lambda made a quiet cough, trying to draw the attention of those in the room. "I'm sorry, but things here can be... Busy. I'll happily talk to anyone that needs it, even give my number, but can the rest of you please exit to give them some space?" She tried saying that politely as possible, looking to Miia. "And I think you'll have to check in with the guards before you can leave. Normally people arrive in the designated portal zone."
outside the office
Dalahar waits outside having taken longer than expected to find the place. He heard what the pardoner had said and nodded
To himself, waiting respectfully outside.
"Fine. I'll go see what trouble I can stir up outside." Gash replied to Lambda. As she left the room, she accidentally hit the top of the doorframe with her sword resting on her shoulder, and cracked the wood/dented the metal/damaged whatever materiel it was, but she just kept walking and didn't even acknowledge it.
"I'm sorry. I guess we can wait in the waiting room." Anik said and turned to leave again, going slowly so Miia and Gash could go after her.
"Adjusting well I hope." Dalahar said as others emerged from the room. A few large strides caught him up to Anik. "Missed you earlier but you arrived around the same time as me correct?" He asked
Lambda groaned as Gash broke her door, with a reminder to herself to call Maintenance. Before Anik left the room, Lambda flicked her wrist, and a card flew off the desk into Anik's hand. It was a simple card with Lambdas name and number, and had the same information in Braille on its other side.
When Miia slithered out of room Dalahar turned his head quickly. Before Istvaan he had spoken to several Emperors Children of their battles against a race of snake people called the Laer. This one didn't match the description but could be a similar strain.
Slightly confused where it had come from, Anik felt the card Lambda had put in her hand. As she felt and read the Braille, she shortly turned and thanked Lambda. "Do you know where I could get a phone?" she asked.
Anik pretty much easily smelled and heard Dalahar, and the height his voice came from made it obvious that it was the same person as before.
She answered him: ?If you're talking to me, I think so, yes. What about it??
The guard looked a little surprised by Miia's physical appearance, though he tried hard not to let it show. "Uh... I assume you would've been brought here during the current anomaly. You're currently in Montreal, Canada." he replied. "I'll need your name, just for record keeping."
"Never got a chance to introduce myself is all." He said. "Dalahar Tresh. You?"
blind like Cyrene
His helmeted gaze left that of the snake person, content she was no xeno killing machine. He gave a curt nod in apology to her.
"We can't provide them, but there's bound to be a home phone wherever you initially stay, and you can pick up a mobile later." Lambda told Anik.
Anik thanked Lambda for the information again, then spoke to Dalahar. "Ah, nice to meet you, Dalahar. My name is Anik. What are you, can I ask?"
Gash spotted Dalahar and approached him. She completely ignored that he was mid-conversation and once again examined his armor, this time giving a few light hits with the back of her gauntlet. "I seriously want to punch you right now."
"Legiones Astartes, genetically altered super soldiers." He answered before feeling the taps on his armour. He chuckled slightly "Go ahead give it a smack"
"I don't know what that is." Anik stated bluntly towards Tresh. She then slightly turned towards Gash: "You like strength tests, don't you?"
"Took you that long to notice?" Gash replied sarcastically to Anik as she prepared to punch Dalahar.
Gash set her sword down, then stood in front of Dalahar with her left hand forward. Then she took a quick step forward, pivoting her body to throw her entire weight into a punch with her right fist at the soldier's abdomen. She shouted right before the moment of impact, and hit with with enough force to bend a steel beam.
"Well, if nothing else, you might find this world somewhat familiar." the guard replied, obviously trying to make the Lamia feel better about getting dropped in a completely different universe from the one she was used to.
Wanting to stretch her legs while Nina considered her options, Viyang walked out of the Gate room, taking care to not scratch the doorframe with her spear. When she spotted Miia further down the hall, her purple eyes fixated on the Lamia's lower half, and Viyang automatically licked her lips. When her eyes moved up to Miia's human half, Viyang raised an eyebrow, but then simply shrugged and looked around for the rest of the interdimensionals.
with a clank Dalahar falls backwards and hits the floor with a thud. He recover d surprisingly quickly for his size. "Hmmm" he said. "Don't do that again" he warned. "If i didn't roll with with that you could have damaged the armour and I doubt there are any tech adepts here who could repair it."
"I noticed it before, I just ..." Anik began saying to Gash, but was interrupted by her punching, and then by Miia.
She felt her fear, and then heard her speak to herself.
Slowly and carefully, Anik got a little bit closer to Miia. "I think I can keep you safe." she stated, confidently. "I have a few tricks up my sleeve, and I think we are more similar than you think."
"Guess you and that armor aren't so tough after all! Fuck yeah, that felt good!" Gash said excitedly, picking up her sword as she listened to Dalahar's reply. "Yeah, whatever. You said I could, so don't expect a fucking apology. I can fix it, anyway."
"Thank you for your time. I'll be sure to locate such a shop during my stay here." She bowed her head and returned to the crowd of people that were collecting outside the office. She came in just as a punch was delivered.
"Did I miss something here? What's going on?" She asked. And now there's a snake person. She chuckled.
For those new to my character, this is a close up of Shana:
Dalahar wasn't interested in a contest of strength nore a bashing of heads. "I concede to your greatness, might one." He said before swaying slightly. He placed a hand on the wall to
Support himself. A voice scratched at his head, blabbering gibberish frantically. Through his vox grill he coughed thick tar like blood up and onto the floor and splutters as the substance oozes out of his helmet
"I hope this place gets better for you." Anik said. "At least you already have a little bit of experience in world traveling, even though this seems ... not perfect. When I first came into another world, I did not even know I had changed worlds! And ... much changed after, as well.
If your friends are universe travellers, maybe they at least how to look for you. I guess we have to wait for one way or another to open up, and just entertain ourselves here."
Gash dropped her sword yet again and rushed to Dalahar's side. "Shit, I probably ruptured something. Sit down and take off that damn helmet." She instructed, but not with any urgency. She actually sounded annoyed, like this kind of thing happened often.
"What is ..." Anik started, but the smell of tar answered the question before she could finish it.
"This does absolutely not smell right." she stated instead, again kinda lost on what she could do.
Lambda, hearing the commotion,stuck her head out of the office. Hearing the request for aid and seeing the black blood, she scanned Tresh, trying to get a measure of his injuries.
The guard who had previously been speaking with Miia radioed for medical assistance once Dalahar began coughing up blood. He then began moving the group of interdimensionals away. Before trying to get Miia to move away, however, he suggested she move Dalahar over to the side of the hall.
If anyone refused to be moved back, the guard would warn them that Dalahar could be carrying an interdimensional disease or virus that the local medical staff might be unable to treat.
Viyang stood back, having no medical training that would be relevant in this situation.
"Oh dear. I think I came in at a bad time..." She soon kneeled down to Dalahar. "Let's wait to see if he has a response. He seemed to have something irritating him when he first arrived through the portal."
Shana moved herself out of the way as per the medic's directions.
Dalahar swoons feeling his body not become his own.
no! Not here you basterd, not around this. You're part of me. Help me instead of
The tar stops oozing as Dalahar shrugs those holding him off. Clearly
It was taking great effort to remain in control of his actions. A shaking hand pulled a black bladed knife from a scabbard in his left arm. "If can't win" he managed to gurgle. "Use this.
My name is Dalahar Tresh." He began stumbling away to the exit. "Speak the name to that blade and stab me. It should stop me." With that a twitch wracked his hand and the blade fell to the floor. "I hope I get far enough away" he said as he began to awkwardly run at quiete the speed towards the exits, clutching his helmet. His size, strength and conditionin make home hard to approach and he is hysteric, not in control.
Gash just watched in confusion as Tresh left. "On second thought, maybe it wasn't my punch that did that."
She left as the guards instructed, more because she was confused than actually respecting thier authority.
Lambda left her room, floating down the corridor at high speed after Dalahar, continuing to scan him to see how he was hurt and what was going on with him.
The portal in the room spat out another person, a pale woman in a long blue coat. She fell onto her backside, a sword and pistol landing next to her.
So many people going after Dalahar, Anik stood back, even walked slightly out of the way, so as to not get overrun by other people. She waited until the biggest commotion was over, then was about to go after, but a new smell had arrived.
So she hesitated again.
The guards in the portal room helped the new arrival to her feet, and asked her for her name as well.
Viyang was quite startled by Dalahar suddenly rushing off, though the feeling was quickly replaced by concern both for his safety and for the potential outbreak of whatever illness Dalahar might have. Her feet sparked with electricity briefly, and she began rushing down the hall. Careful observation would reveal that she was actually taking a series of long leaps, rather than sprinting.