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littleshortforanelemental[1//Closed to people from 'The Sicilian Defense']
Dusty, tired looking, and if one were to be honest, a little smelly, the Goliath Scorpion Elementals climb out of their armor and dropships to stare in awe. Terra, that shining jewel, the cradle of humanity. A few fall to their knees, or run the pebbles and dirt through their hands. One or two are weeping with joy. Even Nikolai is smiling, though as the CO, he can't get too emotional over it.
[2]
Later, on the Chalice, you might find a rare sight: a middle aged looking Clanner. Though not as tall as most other Elementals, he still bulges with enough muscle it looks like he's smuggling boa constrictors under his skin. He's bent over piles and piles of books and a data tablet, learning as much of the differences between his Terra and the one he finds himself in now.
[3//Network (video)]
Said middle aged clansman appears on the network, grinning broadly. "Greetings to you, White Chalice, and a fine, though unusual ship it appears to be. My name is Nikolai Djerassi, of Clan Goliath Scorpion. We are a Warden Clan, and longtime allies of the Wolves, so you will have nothing to fear from us. I was called out of retirement to go looking for them. At least we can say we accomplished our mission, heh.
Among the Clans we are known widely for our efforts as historians. Thus I would invite you, if you wish it, to tell me of your histories. I promise it shall not go to the Chatterweb." He chuckles. "Even the juicy parts."
[4]
Now that they're here, the Warriors of the Heartvenom Cluster are mingling easily with their fellow clansmen already on board. The Scorpions are, taken as a group, even more rowdy, perhaps less disciplined, a bit more ragtag. Yet curiously, they still defer to the Wolves in pretty much everything, offering them first seats and portions. This embarrasses some of the Wolves, while others revel in the attention.
Dusty, tired looking, and if one were to be honest, a little smelly, the Goliath Scorpion Elementals climb out of their armor and dropships to stare in awe. Terra, that shining jewel, the cradle of humanity. A few fall to their knees, or run the pebbles and dirt through their hands. One or two are weeping with joy. Even Nikolai is smiling, though as the CO, he can't get too emotional over it.
[2]
Later, on the Chalice, you might find a rare sight: a middle aged looking Clanner. Though not as tall as most other Elementals, he still bulges with enough muscle it looks like he's smuggling boa constrictors under his skin. He's bent over piles and piles of books and a data tablet, learning as much of the differences between his Terra and the one he finds himself in now.
[3//Network (video)]
Said middle aged clansman appears on the network, grinning broadly. "Greetings to you, White Chalice, and a fine, though unusual ship it appears to be. My name is Nikolai Djerassi, of Clan Goliath Scorpion. We are a Warden Clan, and longtime allies of the Wolves, so you will have nothing to fear from us. I was called out of retirement to go looking for them. At least we can say we accomplished our mission, heh.
Among the Clans we are known widely for our efforts as historians. Thus I would invite you, if you wish it, to tell me of your histories. I promise it shall not go to the Chatterweb." He chuckles. "Even the juicy parts."
[4]
Now that they're here, the Warriors of the Heartvenom Cluster are mingling easily with their fellow clansmen already on board. The Scorpions are, taken as a group, even more rowdy, perhaps less disciplined, a bit more ragtag. Yet curiously, they still defer to the Wolves in pretty much everything, offering them first seats and portions. This embarrasses some of the Wolves, while others revel in the attention.
