#urdidactt

      METANOIA WAS LOST. OR RATHER -- NO, she is certain she could find her way back when necessary. But if there had originally been much of a point to her wanderings ? Then, yes, she had lost that. 

      Her curiosity had always been ridiculously insatiable. It has certainly gotten her into trouble many a time before. However, these days she likes to think she is a tad more seasoned -- better at getting herself out of situations that could be potentially dangerous. 

      And besides, it was not as though she was trespassing. First Order personnel were permitted on this ship, after all. She simply wanted to learn a little more about their new..Allies. They were incredibly strange to her -- foreign, in a way. With their massive ships, && strange technology -- from a section of space she was not at all familiar with. And the Force offered no answers that she needed or wanted.

              Speaking of the Force...

Tall. Glowing eyes. Weird hands. Cold armor. All these things should lead the Paladin to the conclusion that what he is staring at is a Grineer. But it isn’t. It’s too tall -- taller than a hyekka master, its eyes aren’t round enough, its hands aren’t artificial -- have too many fingers, its armor lacks the sharpness of the Grineer, lacks the ugly greens and greys and blues of them.

Is it the Orokin? No, memories don’t stir but Oberon feels as though this being holds similar power to his former masters, those Sky gods. The thought of such a being still existing freezes him as he stares uncertainly, unsure. Nervous. A single thought runs through his head, a question that he always asks himself about the unknown, his targets.

Cue a very confused, sixteen year old SPARTAN III looking up at the strange figure in front of him, no less afraid than any other SPARTAN would be. Rather, he just seems...confused at this point, this evident in the small head-tilt made shortly after.

Locus was far more irritated than he should be, but it was tiring when his own men could not explain what they saw. They only kept calling whatever it was a ‘thing’. There’s so much a ‘thing’ could be. From a confusing weapon, to some creature or who knows. Regardless of what it was, he had to find out and get everything situation. Since his own men couldn’t do that much.

The merc put his weapon on his back as he approached the group of Pirates, hands balled into fists at his sides. “What is this ‘thing’ you all are freaking out about? You’re Pirates, you should be aware of the creatures that live in our Galaxy.” If it was even a creature.

All the Pirates started talking at once trying to explain what they saw. “Quiet. I cannot understand all of you at once.” He snapped at them to silence themselves. Though that was a lie, with the technology he had built into himself, it helped distinguish who was talking so he could keep up. Not like they knew that anyways. “Nevermind. I will look myself.”

He made his way towards the area they all gestured to. Seeing the very tall being was a little unsettling, but he wasn’t scared. He’s seen far too much to be afraid of Aliens or other creatures. Now that he thought about it, he wasn’t even sure what to say. Great.