The second planetary nexus

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((I think it's good :3 I shall get a post up soon... Sorry for the late response, school is a thing o.o))
 
York cringed when he saw the state his wound was in, he really wished they had access to better materials to work with, but he figured the more advanced medical items were lost with his ship drifting off in the depths of slipspace somewhere... Or maybe some of it had made it through to this planet somewhere? He couldn't think about it now though as he knew what was coming next when Kylara mentioned the next procedure being painfull; his wound needed to be drained, he gritted his teeth and tensed himself for the cut. As she counted to three and slit it open, it took all the strength he could muster for the moment not to scream in pain, it was like being hit by that particle beam blast all over again, even the ship's hull and his armor combined could only prevent it from being completely lethal. After a moment, Kylara told him she'd be searching his pod for any missed medical supplies, he sighed a little, he knew the escape pod didn't contain any supplies to fight off bacteria; even with an immunity against the parasite, and some newly discovered powers, sadly he still couldn't do much to fight off a potentially lethal infection, specially from the alien bacteria this planet contained. With not much else to do while Kylara was gone, he began to think to himself trying to figure out what he could do himself, if only his entire ship had survived intact, then he wouldn't have to resort to this basic method of healing, but unfortunately that wasn't an option. He just let his eyes close and drifted off to sleep, and before he knew it Kylara had come back with some medical supplies.

As she knelt next to him again and told him to lay on his side which he did, fortunately it eased some of the pain from the wound but he knew more pain was coming, hopefully the last of it for a while. Kylara started to treat his wound with the newfound medical supplies and after an burst of intense pain from the basic sterilizer; hydrogen peroxide she broke the news that his wound had become infected by the bacteria already, and inevitably he'd die a rather painfull death if he didn't do something. Even though he was immune from the parasites infection, this planet's bacterial life forms weren't exactly helping his condition, his immune system isn't able to fight off the newfound threat for too long without some assistance. When Kylara went off again and brought back some food telling him she'd leave and go look for some medical help he attempted to stand up, but quickly realized his mistake... However he couldn't let her go through anymore trouble on her own, his moral code simply forbade it, with a sigh he knew what he had to do, even if this wasn't so efficient in terms of conserving his body's energy he knew he had to do it. Closing his eyes, he concentrated his inner energy letting it flow through his body giving him a small strength boost at the expense of some minor pain coming from his side, his body glowed a light shade of blue as his energy slowly but surely trickled throughout it giving him a strength boost while this state lasted. Trying to get up again, he managed to succeed even though his side felt like it was on fire "Can't... Drag you... Down anymore... Coming... With you..." he managed to say through gritted teeth as he started to walk towards the door following her, he was a little slower than he liked but he was glad he could managed even this simply task. He really wished his armor was functional right now, it would ease the strain he needed to under-go and... Administer an medical solution to treat his injuries upon their detection. Suddenly, it hit him "My... Armor... Where... Is it?" he asked not quite able to recall where it was, he figured they could at least extract the medicinal chemicals from it which would keep his infection at bay at the very least if they weren't able to take care of it completely.
 
Ky smirked. He was in obvious pain as he stood and walked towards her. She shook her head. "You have no choice, I'm not going to go slow, because time is of the essence. There's no way you can keep up when I'm in the air, and the journey would likely kill you." she said, her eyes meeting his and her tone cold and leaving no room for negotiation. "If I'm not back in a week, something's happened. I shouldn't be that long, but if I am, you know I'm likely dead, or incapacitated."

With that said, she turned and ran a few steps. Jumping up, her wings lifted her in the air and carried her away into the sunset. Pouring on speed, but not fast enough to bust her eardrums, Kylara soared for about an hour and a half with no sign of civilization. The sun was down by now, and the temperature had dropped. She descended and landed gracefully. She erected a quick lean to shelter, one not nearly as comfortable as the other one, and started a fire. She laid a few traps around her campsite, and went to bed. Hoping for a meal in the morning.

((I'm sticking to Ky's personality and character...if this bugs you, let me know. I'd only have her gone for a couple posts, we agreed this would be an abandoned planet correct, so she shouldn't find anything useful? Maybe a few abandoned structures?))
 
((Sure o.o I'm cool with her personality :3 though my character would probably go off and look for his armor since it still would contain potentially life saving medicinal chemicals... That's of course when she remmebers XS as for the planet, I guess it could be a derelict planet, though that may or may not change later along the lines o-o))
 
York was about to talk, but Kylara was already gone by then... He let out a sigh before collapsing, the blue glow disappeared from his skin as he figured he'd only be wasting his energy now "Could have at least taken my rifle..." he said with a second sigh before he went back to thinking again. He wasn't entirely sure where his armor had been left, but he knew he needed to get to it sooner or later, he figured he'd wait a few days or so for Kylara to return and tell her about it or something, but if she didn't return by that time, he'd go off looking for it himself and find out what exactly had happened to her. Realizing he could have said something earlier, he cursed himself for forgetting to elaborate when he spoke, knowing of nothing else to do he just sat back and brought up that interface in his left eye again with a slight mental cue and it glowed blue. He wasn't too hungry and he figured he'd save the food Kylara left for him for later, he owed her more than one favor now, but first of all, he'd need to figure out what the hell this password is that's evidently locking up a good number of his earlier memories if he remembered correctly. The symbols flashed before him again, 5 of the same one in different positions represending the numbers 1 5 8 3, however it was clear these numbers were just simply "filler" ones. He started to mentally shift through the other available symbols he could replace the current symbols with eventually finding a few that seemed to call out to him, one meaning "home", one meaning "haven", one meaning "base", one meaning "containment", and one meaning "flood" the standard symbol to indicate either a containment facility or an imminent/occuring flood infestation. It confused him why such symbols felt almost familiar to him here but he figured it wouldn't hurt to attempt to use these as the passoword.

For his first attempt he arranged the symboles in the order he had remembered them in "Home" "Haven" "Base" "Containment" but this was rejected "Password rejected: please try again" the words flashed on his screen for a few moments before returning him to the previous one again... He realized he'd need to try rearranging them before completely giving up and without much else to do he did exactly that failing again and again for a while until at last when he entered them in the order "Haven" "Home" "Containment" "Base" and at last the screen gave him a different message "Password accepted... Recovering memories." he sighed a little in relief... The symbols didn't exactly translate to a coherent sentence and it's message was rather subtle, but he figured he'd remember soon, he knew it wouldn't take long for themechanical parts of his brain to transfer this data to the more organic parts, though he was both fearing and liking the fact that he'd finally at least remember the source of his dreams.
 
Kylara woke without a sound, checked her traps and was a little disappointed to see only one of them caught something. Setting off the other two, she gutted the creature, and plumped it on the fire. Being careful to leave no trace of her being there, she tore down her shelter, and scattered the materials far and wide. When she had eaten, she put out the fire, and took off.
Several hours later
She had been flying for most of the day, searching for civilization. She was about to make camp, since dusk was approaching when she saw some structures ahead. She smiled, maybe she had succeeded. Another ten minutes in the air brought her above the 'city'. She frowned at the sight below. They were stone structures alright, but the entire village had been abandoned. She landed and walked around. She found one that would work for shelter for the night. She cleaned it up a bit, and built a fire. In the morning, she would head back to York. This would have to work for now, it was better than the lean to he was at night.
The next morning
Ky woke, and took off, not bothering looking for food. She decided to go super speed, even if it would bust her eardrums shortly. Pouring on the speed, Kylara reached the camp by the end of the day. She landed a few hundred feet from camp, and jogged to where she expected York to be. "Can't hear again, eardrums burst. So we're going to have to communicate by writing or something." she practically yelled. "I found an abandoned village about two days flight away. It's the first sign of anything left of civilization that I can see. Maybe this planet was abandoned." she added. She checked the other traps she had laid, and found them all full. Her growling stomach led her to gut them all and place them over the fire, to slow cook them.

Soon as that was done, there was a loud roar in the distance. Loud enough to send vibrations trembling through the crust, enough for Ky to feel something. She jumped up, knowing that wasn't natural. "York....did something just make a loud, loud noise?" she said, cursing her temporary deafness.

Meanwhile, a ginormous creature with massive teeth thudded their way, shaking the ground and causing the trees to shake. Kylara watched. It was time to go. "York, we need to leave. Now." she said, heading over to him and helping him up. Placing his arm on her shoulder, they took off at a fast limp.
 
The memories came back slowly at first came great pain and darkness, but it only lasted for a few moments before a different memory came by... The gentle embrace of his mother and father in a beautifull yet familiar field, other children could be seen in the distance, but he had the feeling they were different than him; they didn't posess mechanical components like he did, they didn't need them. He did remember being told about hybrid children suffering from birth defects sometimes, most of them didn't make it past their infancy stage due to deformations with their skeletal systems, the incorrectly forms pierced internal organs inevitably killing the child before the parents were even aware of it. It didn't quite make sense how he managed to make it this far though, but then again... He was the first one with a fully mechanical skeletal system. As the memories continued to come back to him, he finally remembered all that he needed to know; he had lived on a home world named Haven living with a forerunner father and a human mother, his skeletal system was somewhat deformed at birth, but not enough to the point where it was lethal, but it did sadden his parents that he wasn't able to do what most other children could due to his deformations. Eventually his father and his mother working together went to work on fashioning a new skeleton for him, a more durable one that would expand along with him, but it would heal alot more slowly because of it's mechanical properties so it was made more durable than most bones, but not indestructable either, even forerunner technology had only advanced so far. Once the surgery had been complete, he was free to walk for the first time just like everyone else, taking his first shaky steps into the world, it was then that a girl just about his age met him catching him as he was about to topple. He had thought it odd at first to see someone away from the other children, but they made friends quickly, it seemed he wasn't the only eccentric person around, they often chased each other through the fields beyond each being able to keep just barely ahead of the other. Then, things changed, the flood attacked and their planet was consumed by the unrelenting mass of writhing flesh and creatures whom were formed from the people that fell in the desperate attempt to defend their only home, his parents had brought him to one of the evac ships destined to escape the planet, Jane, the girl he had befriended was nowhere to be seen. However it didn't seem to matter in the end, the ship itself wasn't enough to withstand the parasite's onslaught, a writhing mass of living flesh was covering the ship from the inside out, all it took was one infected passenger. As a last resort, his parents placed him in one of the few remaining escape pods along with that sword his father had always carried; a tribute to the unity of forerunners are humans, even though for the most part both races were rather hostile to each other. Soon enough, he was recovered by another human ship, eventually being told of his home planets destruction... Only a few other survivors were found, but no word of Jane or his parents.

York sighed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he realized just how much he missed his home planet, that longing feeling that he was missing something, a place he wanted to go, it made more sense now that he thought about it. There was little chance of going back to his "home" now, or at least the home he came to know on the battlefield, perhaps it was better if it stayed that way... There really wasn't much left for him back there, finally out of his thoughts he noticed his stomach was growling again, looking at the food that was still placed in the shelter he figured it wouldn't hurt to eat some of it, so he lit the fire again by raising a hand carefully and firing a small blue spark, it was faster than trying to manually do it right now anyways. Cooking the food over the fire carefully using a relatively sharp stick nearby as a "spit", it wasn't the best job but he didn't care, he was too hungry to even care honestly. Eating the food he had cooked as quickly as he could, he started to feel tired with his stomach full now, so without much else to do he lay down figuring he'd sleep for a bit, he hoped Kylara would be back soon enough in the morning.
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The next day, or night to be precise; he'd slept through most of the day as tired as he was, but a sudden noise startled him awake, Kylara was practically yelling about something, and listening in, he nodded a little. As expected this planet had remnants of what once might have been a civilization around, however it seemed whatever sentient beings had lived there were gone now, for one reason for another... Perhaps they'd have better luck if they covered more ground. The loud roar suddenly made him crane his neck despite the pain in his side, his injury was still a minor nuisance right now, it'll probably get worse if the bacterial infection keeps up. Though the roar was more concerning to him, it meant something was alive on this planet, something hostile... "Is it..." He whispered to himself trying to determine if the parasite had somehow made it onto this planet, it was highly unlikely though, probably some other crazy beast, but he knew they couldn't stay here. Before he could attempt to get up and run though, Kylara had already helped him up, hooking his arm around her shoulder which he gratefully leaned on making sure he was pulling his own weight though as they ran. He was glad, but rather amazed at this act of kindness, it wasn't quite expected from her, even though she did seem pretty nice despite being a little her.
 
Kylara half dragged half supported York as they ran. She stopped as she saw a small cave. They couldn't outrun the thing, maybe they could hide. "There." she said, as she guided him into the cave. She took him as far back as it went, a few hundred feet in. She looked at the entrance. She should have seen this place before they made camp....oh well. This would be home now. Her body seemed to radiate warmth, as the adrenaline surged through her veins. They sat in silence until the vibrations stopped. Her ears started to ring, a sure sign her hearing was coming back. She winced, this was the worst part, the constant ringing.

When the vibrations stopped, she walked out of the cave, and brought in some green underbrush to serve as bedding. She layered the back part of the cave with this, and set up a small firepit. She went back to the old camp, and gathered the rest of the supplies, and some firewood. She entered the cave right as thunder started to sound. Rain started to pour, and she was glad for the shelter, for the lean to wouldn't have kept them as dry as this.

She could hear again a half an hour later. She went and lay down on the opposite side of the cave as York, needing some space, but not taking off again. She lay there, in serene silence. She decided it was a good day for a hunt. Plus, she always enjoyed walking in the rain. She stood, "I'm going to go get us some food. I've always liked the rain." she said before heading out. A short while later, she came back with two of the creatures they had eaten earlier. Getting a fire going, she set them straight on the fire, burning the fur and the flesh right off. A short while later, she handed York his creature, and started in on hers.

She was content to sit in silence, even more used to silence than talking. She looked at York, knowing he wasn't completely human, just as she wasn't. Heat radiated off her body. Soon, the cave was hotter than it was outside, but she took no notice.
 
York made it a little easier for Kylara to support him by pitching in and trying to walk a little every now and then when he could... It hurt him a little, but he knew they both had to get going to that cave Kylara had found a few moments ago, it puzzled him why neither of them had noticed this place before, it would have made a good shelter for them. It was a little cold outside today so it was rather noticeable for him that Kylara almost seemed to be radiating heat, it wasn't surprising since it probably wasn't too easy to carry someone like him. As they sat in silence, waiting until the vibrations and thumping of that strange creature went away, slowly but surely, York took note that Kylara was wincing, perhaps her hearing was finally returning to her, he knew the recovery from a burst eardrum never felt too pleasant at first. Then, Kylara stepped out, coming back with some green underbrush material, it looked like it could make some decent bedding which was confirmed when she lay it down on the back of the cave, setting up a small firepit a little in front of them before heading out again. When she came back with her arms full once more, it was clear she had gathered the rest of the supplies from their camp, thankfully this included his gear from the pod.

Rain could be heard pouring outside now, and none too soon either; their shelter probably would have sprung a few leaks here and there, though it would have been the least of their problems, Kylara walked over and lay down on the opposite end of the cave that he was laying on. They were both silent for a while, and it seemed a little awkward for York, but this wasn't the first time for him to sit there in silence with another person; he'd been stationed with a few partners or squadrons for days on end, and often times the nights were like this... Silence, except for the occasional snoring of course. Eventually Kylara stood up and told him she would go out to get some food, making a note that she's always liked the rain, York smiled and nodded, he really did wish he could join her, he felt bad for just laying here and doing nothing. Of course though, if he tried, he'd just make that injury he had even worse, if only they could get to his suit of armor; those nanites it contained could do wonders, there were other chemicals that would definitely help with his infection as well. The rain shouldn't damage the nanites too much; some of them should still be sealed in that suit, waiting to be injected into his bloodstream to do maintenance on any injuries. Soon enough, Kylara was back, it seemed like no time had passed since she went out, and starting the fire, she set them straight on the fire. An quick and efficient though not the most desirable way of cooking, but still rather good as he found out when he took the one Kylara handed to him, making sure to thank her.

Kylara seemed content to sit in silence as she looked at him with a somewhat curious outside, the cave was starting to feel a little hotter than before but York didn't mind either; this heat should keep them warm for a decent while. Though he felt the urge to talk with Kylara a little, he had so many things he wondered about her, but he figured he'd start off with some simple conversation. "Thanks... For helping me. I practically owe you my life right now..." He said quietly to Kylara to start off with, he'd mention his suit later, after the rain had cleared and everything, after all, it would be eaiser to locate it when the skies were a little clearer than they were now.
 
Ky looked at York and nodded in acknowledgement to his statement, offering him a small smile. She wasn't in the mood for talking. She was tired of this. Tired of not knowing where she is, tired of traveling with a stranger, and tired of trying to be nice. She walked up to York, and went to check his wound once more. Except this time, there was energy flowing through her hands. Not visible, but definitely there. When her hands touched his skin, a minor electric shock surged from her hands into him. Strong enough to hurt, but weak enough to leave him conscious.
Yelling out herself in surprise, she yanked her hands back, she backpedaled. What the heck? she thought as she raised her hands in front of her face. She turned them back and forth, palm to back. Nothing unusual looking, but that energy had definitely come from her. She hesitantly approached York again, confusion in her eyes. "Sorry....I don't know...." she said, not knowing what to say. A slight blush came to her cheeks. She turned her head, hiding it from him. "Lift up the hem of your shirt." she said, not wanting to shock him again. "I need to see what happened. And what it did to your wound." she said.
 
York just sighed realizing starting a conversation wasn't exactly the best thing to do, she seemed rather weary though, that expression on her face was one he often saw amongst the few fellow soldiers he had been teamed up with. He watched as she walked up to him again checking on his wound though his systems were detecting something; an electrical charge according to this HUD popping up in his left eye. It seemed abnormally high for it to be static electricity or anything, but then again, this might just be normal for Kylara so he didn't question it much. However when her hands touched his skin, he felt a shock that sent pain and a jolt through him "That one powerfull shock for static electricity..." he thought, flinching a bit at the sudden feeling of pain. He looked confused as he looked up at Kylara about to ask her what had happened when he noticed that she too wasn't entirely sure what happened. As she apologized York hust shook his head "Don't worry about it... We'll figure it out later." he said, trying to reassure her, he noticed she was blushing, but he only saw her face for a brief moment before she hid it from him. He lifted up the hem of his shirt as she asked also wondering what exactly happened to his wound, it was already seared as is, so he couldn't imagine it to be any worse... Oh how he wished he had those nanites just about now.
 
Ky's hearing was back. She heard him apologize, but she ignored him, her mind spinning in circles. She grabbed her pack and wrapped a length of cloth around her hands. She prodded around the wound. It seemed to be healing quickly. She nodded as she pulled his shirt back, being sure none of her skin connected with his. "You're in the clear. It seems there will be no infection setting in. You're extremely lucky." She said no more and turned back and walked out of the cave. She needed to think things through. She set out into the rain at a slow jog, enjoying the feeling of the water streaming down her face. While flying was awesome, she also loved to run. She slowly started going faster and faster until she was practically sprinting through the trees.
What was that energy? It practically killed all the germs in Yorks wound, so that was good. But how had it happened? It seemed to have come from inside her. She had always had a small feeling of 'tingle energy' stored up. She stopped running, she was probably a few miles from the cave. But this was probably fine. She held her hands up to her face, and what she saw shocked her. Little bolts of lightning were jumping between her fingers. Blue bolts bounced between her hands as they came closer together. She went to a tree, and placed her hand on the trunk. She felt energy leave her, and into the tree. She gasped and staggered back. Where her hand had been on the tree there was a black scorch mark with smoke trickling from it.
She frowned. This was new. She placed her hand palm up in front of her, and it was back. The blue lightning. She experimented with it. She focused, and as she did the lightning became brighter and more energetic. The more focused she became, the brighter it was. She did this until she couldn't hold it anymore, and the light exploded from her hand in a large sphere, throwing her a few feet. She slammed against a tree hard, hitting her head.
She crumpled and fell in a heap, unconscious.
 
York didn't seem to feel much pain when Kylara prodded his wound, he understood why she wrapped her hand with a length of cloth; she might give him another shock, but come to think of it, that shock actually helped... When he heard what she said, he realized something; he'd never heard of a healign shock before, but then again, neither did he hear about his own capabilities before, perhaps she posessed the ability to manipulate particles as well, but the question was how. Despite being from different universes it seems that they both posessed abilities that normal humans wouldn't have access to, well, then again he'd never heard of even a forerunner having the same ability hybrids did as well. He was about to turn to Kylara to ask her something, but by the time he did, she was already out the cave starting to run, picking up speed slowly but surely until she was out of sight rather than flying as he had expected, now that he was fully healed, he knew he should probably follow her, somehow.

Getting himself up with a grunt, he realized his injury was no longer impeding his movements too much, so picking up his sword, his rifle, and putting on his belt which had containers to hold onto his ammo. He checked the box he used by default noticing there was only 18 rounds remaining; he'd only be able to half reload his rifle at it's best, as he started walking out of the cave after her, he knew he'd have to use his shots sparingly if need be, firing from the hip was not an option. The 3 round bursts weren't as strong as the concentrated beam he could fire when scoped, however in either case, he'd be using 3 rounds each time he fired, so there was that to keep in mind. As he kept walking, through the rain he could see something, a glow of blue... Lightning? He'd heard of different colors of energy, but lightning was a different thing entirely, perhaps this was a different version of the ionized particles he learned to manipulate and use in combat... Interesting. Just then, a large sphere of blue energy came flying past him which he just barely managed to dodge, his body flashing blue for just a moment, he couldn't gather enough energy to move too fast, but the minor speed boost had been enough to dodge the incoming projectile.

What was more concerning than nearly being hit by a blue energy sphere was what it's source could be, he started running towards the direction it had come from, looking around when he got there, his sword drawn. Then, he caught sight of what he could presume it's source was; Kylara, however she didn't seen to be in such a good condition as the resulting force of the blast she had just created must have thrown her back. It was always a downside of getting powers like this at first; they came with kinks that needed to be worked out, they both had a full potential that would take a long while to reach. Now however, they had all the time they needed to work them out since the flood (or just simply known as the parasite) hasn't spread throughout this universe, or at least not yet. He hoped it would be at least a good while before the accursed parasite tried any interdimensional travel, the only thing that concerned him here was the infected ship that had tailed him, he just hoped it hadn't made it through the slipspace jump with him. Then, remembering Kylara was still laying there unconscious, he sheathed his sword, placing down his rifle for now making sure to activate it's safety mechanism so it wouldn't be fired by accident first. Then, he picked Kylara up with a little effort and closed his eyes a little, focusing on lifting up his rifle from the floor, and after a few moments it glowed blue and did so, he let it rest ontop of Kylara for now hoping it wouldn't bee to uncomfortable.

Despite feeling more than a little tired now, he managed to carry Kylara the rest of the way back to their cave eventually and set her down on the floor, picking up his weapon again and laying back for a while. He wasn't sure what to do while she was out cold for the time being, so he decided to close his eyes and sleep a little more, he needed to anyways; his energy needed more than a little recovering now. Normally, he wouldn't have to rely on psychokinesis as it was being called to pick up objects, it was inefficient, but his hands were full and he didn't have his suit which meant he couldn't just clip the weapon onto his back either. Incase there was a next time, he'd have to fashion something to do that for him, and he also needed to ask Kylara some questions, but he figured he'd do that in the morning. With a sigh he finally relaxed and started to drift off to sleep, this time, he was dreaming of that girl again, chasing her throughout the field, but this time the dream didn't change when he reached her, instead, she turned around... Her face was all too familiar with him; it was Jane.
 
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Kylara slowly came to. She had a pounding head, and she reached up and felt a sticky substance oozing onto her fingers. Bringing her hand around to her eyes, she saw that it was blood. Groaning, she tried to sit up. She realized they were back in the cave...York must have followed her and carried her back when she went unconscious. She held her hand up to her face, no energy was bouncing from her fingers. It must only happen when she's excited. She shrugged and pulled herself into a sitting position. Slowly, she eased herself to her feet, being sure not to go so fast that she gets too dizzy and off-balance.
York was asleep in the corner, and she smiled a small smile. Friendly bloke, that man. The only other person she could remember carrying her like that when she was hurt was.....Malik. She walked out of the cave, headed towards the lake a few miles off. she needed to get some water, it was a shallow cut, but head wounds bleed a lot. She left York sleeping, needing a few minutes to herself to think.
She was able to move fairly fast, blood was still flowing from the cut, so she kept her hand up and put pressure on it. It took her about half an hour to reach the lake. She started a fire, and put some water on to boil, glad she remembered some of the bandages and the container they used to boil.

When the water was boiling, she took it off the fire and let it cool. She just lay back, and look at the night sky above her. The stars were all unfamiliiar, not the constellations she was used to. They were definitely not on earth. She refused to give in to her emotions, and held back tears. She wanted to go home. Even if she was despised, she had her own place, her own routine, and her own life. Here, she didn't know what to do.
The water had cooled enough. She dipped one of the bandages in, and lifted it to the cut on her head. She winced as the stinging sensation increased slightly. She did this a few times until she was satisfied it was clean enough. She gathered the things together, and headed slowly back to the cave she and York were calling base.
 
Seeing Jane's face brought him back memories he himself hadn't even known of before, at first they were simple ones, she was his childhood friend... As he remembered more and more, he realized how much their friendship had meant when it had lasted, despite being an abnormality amongst an already abnormal race, she was the only person who had dared to approach him, not many others had the strange durability that he had at that time. Despite their differences, they'd still played together, while he was a little faster and could survive much more punishment, Jane was still craft and managed to stay ahead of him when he chased her throughout thos fields. He too had to strategize to find a way to catch her, those were his childhood days, free of worry, without anything to fear anymore with a friend by his side. It seemed, sooner or later, it came to an end when his planet was attacked, he could still hear the impacts as each infected vessel hit the planets surface, the echoing sounds of weapon-fire as the military force tried to hold off an seemingly unstopppable enemy. Jane was nowhere to be found, and for all he knew, she had perished along with the planet, he found out later the planet was demolished to prevent the parasitic organism growing on its surface, feeding off of the bountifull life forms it had come across, it was accurately known as the flood for a reason.

Just then, he realized he was awake as the memories and thoughts had abruptly ceased to stream through his head like a raging river. What had happened previously before he fell asleep caused his eyes to snap open as he looked around the cave noticing that Kylara was gone already, probably out and about like usual. Though he couldn't help but worry a little, remembering what had happened the last time, so he looked outside, spotting her not too far off in the distance heading back towards him. Just for a moment, he thought she looked alot like Jane, like her, she had helped him greatly even though he had probably slowed her down greatly in his bad condition at all, it's been so long since someone else had helped him like that... Usually nanites and AI had their needs covered so he didn't need to hang around fellow soldiers too often when he was off-duty. Shaking his head a little, he realized he was geting lost in thought again and stepped outside, walking towards Kylara. Despite how she looked fine, when he got closer, he noticed an bandage around her head; she must have hurt herself during that strange occurence not too long ago, he still felt a little drained from sapping so much energy at once, he still wasn't used to using too much of it at one time too much as it was rather inefficient to do so in most cases. Eventually, he decided to speak figuring he'd say something "Hey... Are you alright?" he asked her, he sounded a little worried despite his attempt at hiding it.
 
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Kylara saw him working his way towards her. He must have carried her back, which must have been really tiring. Her brow furrowed. The shock she had given him must have helped heal him. But thats....not impossible. She'd seen it before. "Hey... Are you alright?" Ky put on a small smile. He was worried, she could tell. She nodded, "Yeah, it was a shallow cut. But head wounds always bleed a lot. You seem to be doing better? Shall we move on? We need to figure out where we are, and how to get back home." she was more than ready to start moving. She was about to start saying something else, when several war like screams sounded from not far off. Whirling around, she saw a group of men heading towards them. They were armed with swords and spears. About 15 men in all. By the looks of it, they were not coming peacefully. She smiled, if it was her and Malik, they would be able to take them in a heartbeat. But that smile slowly disappeard. "Are you up for a fight?" she said, her eagerness all to present in her voice despite her attempt to hide it. She looked at each of the men coming, they were big, muscular, and obviously well trained. She could probably take on three at a time? She reached down and grabbed the long dagger that she had strapped to her leg. This was going to be fun.
 
York had a relieved look that was evident on his face when she said this, though it quickly shifted to a more determined one when she mentioned moving on "Yeah... I guess so." he said, getting ready to head back to their cave which they had made home at to gather some supplies they'd need. However, before he could, primitive shouts drew his attention, turning towards the direction the noise came from, he saw a group of people, definitely much like primitive humans... If he were to guess, they were still Tier 7 beings, pre-industrial stage of technological achievement, but they definitely weren't here to be friendly as they were armed, and already preparing for a battle, hearing Kylara ask if he was ready for a fight, he smiled a little and nodded. He drew his blade, deciding he didn't want to waste ammunition, and with any luck, he didn't need to exhaust his energy too much here, their assailants seemed well trained, but he wondered just how well trained they were. One could never tell just by looking, how skilled opponents may be in a battle like this one.
 
Her smile growing ever bigger Ky launched herself into battle. She gave out a cry of her own, and started sprinting towards their opponents. At the last second before she ran head on into a spear, she jumped and flared her wings slightly. She kicked the man holding the spear right under the jaw, sending him flying. She landed and automatically started in combat with two more. She grabbed the dropped spear, and used it as a block for the sword. She quickly disarmed the man with the sword, and disabled him. Dropping the spear, Ky grabbed the sword. Giving it a good twirl, she decided it would have to do. Glad that Mark had taught her how to swordfight, she went straight into battle.
Is it sick that she loved this? She loved a good fight. It gets the blood pumping. To be honest, she missed it. She missed the rush, the adrenaline, and the feel of bone crunching under her fist....yeah it was a little scary that she liked it. Ducking under a spear thrust, she kicked out her legs and knocked the man off his feet. Moving on the the fifth guy, she stopped. But only for a moment, the guy looked like Mark. But it wasn't. She let out a cry, and ran toward him. However, the dopple ganger knew it was coming and quickly blocked the series of attacks that was thrown his way. Mark-lookalike quickly started his own attack and managed to work his way inside her defenses. His blade dug deep into Ky's left arm. Wide eyed, Ky started to retreat, blocking his blows. She kept retreating until she felt York at her back. Their skin touched. A surge of energy burst through her. Her hands started to sparkle due to the amount of energy gathering in her.
She smiled. It looked terrifying. Blue lightning was bouncing around in her mouth, weaving its way through her teeth. She laughed and started her attack again. Quickly working her way through the defense of the lookalike, she disarmed him and grabbed his throat. Energy poured from her hand into him. When Ky let go, he dropped, a burn mark on his neck. She gasped and backpedalled. She didn't know how to control it, but it seemed to control itself. Grabbing her sword once more, she fought until they stopped coming. Her arm was bleeding, and several other wounds she had gained. But soon enough, the fight came to an end. She turned to see York finishing off the last man. "Well that was fun. And now we have a clue as to who did this...." she trailed off as she came to stand over the lookalike. She knelt and put two fingers to his neck. There was a faint pulse. She smiled. Good. He was alive. "Come on, we need to get this guy back to the cave, and tied up. He could help our cause." she said, slightly dizzy from the loss of blood.
 
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