A single figure sits on a pole thrust into the dust. They wave at the ship
âIdentify yourself.â He calmly requested the figure.
âFwaahhhhhhh, first visitors I get in a month and theyâve all got a bloomin stick up their arse bloody typical. Names Phylactery, vessel 8-tau, current guard of this flippin dustbowl and very bored immortal.â
Then the horrifying realisation hits, they have a cockney accent
âIâve been in a lab for eons, social etiquette isnât my forte.â Dr. X said politely.
âIâm Dr. X, an Infinite from the Angel universe and Iâm here to harvest some AN for research purposes.â He explained.
âEh a labbie? Oh ya come here prancin about just ready to grab a lil of that paradoxical malarkey fer reeeeesearch? A loikly story, sorry mate but Iâve heard thatân a dozen times before.â
âWhat proof do you require to verify the truth of my words?â Dr. X asked patiently, setting the craft to hover near the entity and shutting off the AN trap.
âWell one âas ta wonder as to why a labbieâ would need a squadron of armed guards? Specially when commin out to a place as dead as this?â
âSecurity in case something goes wrong and to keep an eye on me while out of the Celestialsâ world.â Dr. X explained, âAnd the Xirâalgath are always to be anticipated.â
âTo keep an eye on you ya say, so they just let a nutter here to my place fully knowin itâll bring those flippin inkpots ta meâ
âNo, itâs mainly a precaution in these difficult times.â Dr. X said. âI have a guide from The Collect with me if you wish to speak with him.â
Savager stepped back slightly in shock and confusion
âAight then lemme see imâ
The projection was nowhere to be seen
A single burn mark was present around the hole, a symbol. Omega.
âHe was here.â Dr. X said, âCollect, what has happened to my guide?â He asks the Collect as a whole.
Savager, grunting, swiped his claws at the being.
The claws of savager would violently explode on contact with the figure in a flash of sudden darkness.
âYou tryin ta pull tha wool over me eyes are ya, you cheeky git?â
âI have not spoken any falsehoods to you.â Dr. X said. âWould you rather I come out and speak with you in person?â
ââŚYea thatâll do.â
Dr. X enters an EVA (Extra-Vehicular Activity) and goes through the airlock. Exiting to meet the entity as he flew like a ghost toward him.
Phylactery almost appeared like a bio-mechanical suit of armour, covered in fins, only their limbs and head were floating
Dr. X waits for Phylactery to speak first.
OOC: Phylactery is trustworthyâŚright?