This Thing Don't Look So Tough

[13-Jzall]

13’s mind whirred as he caught Ash and asked her questions, the answers would be looked through at a later date but there was a much more pressing issue at hand, a new species.

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Species?
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Unknown humanoid, possibly an abhuman.
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Warp taint?
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Negative, appears to be closer to a Tzeench daemon while acting more like Slaanesh Daemonette.
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Appearance?
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Human with dark blue skin, similar to a bruise. Horns meeting in front of forehead, possibly usable as a weapon but most likely for show. Perhaps a way to attract mates or only purely cosmetic. Low amount of clothing, possibly due to chaotic forces but a possible lack of wealth or unknown factor. Multiple symbols, one in the shape of an avian species, another in an unknown language and a marking that doesn’t match any known records. Multiple pieces of metal on their face, possible cybernetic augmentations?
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What do they act like, do they speak low gothic, high gothic or the Cant Mechanicus?
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Simple low gothic, though all speech seems to follow a pattern. Subject acts differently to most known species, as if they aren’t scared of anything, possibly even death. Perhaps they recognize that they too are a cog in the machine or are they too lost to care anymore?
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Information satisfactory, upload to databanks at the earliest convenience
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ALERT
Subject is now wearing clothes with a similar red to the cloaks of a Martian although the material and design of it is severely different. The mark has also faded from view, albeit slowly.
That is all.
Deus est machina
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Deus est machina
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His whole body filled with adrenaline and a strange happy feeling, as if this was his greater purpose. There was always the chance she was warp tainted but it was low. He focused on her question now, his name was easy information to get and if Schwi was able to be trusted how bad could this xeno be?

“13-jzall, ranger of the Skitarii, servant to the Omnissiah. State your name and species before continuing.”

Ash tilted her head slightly to the side, no one ever asked her that question. Normally people just assumed that she was a demon from hell. This one would be fun.

“I’m just a normal human, I look like, well, this because of magic.”

“Mhm, well I’m on a journey to defeat the Tarrasque. Come along if you wish but you do not appear to have the most… combat ready frame.”

13 continued down the path only to find it completely empty, entire houses were removed and replaced with empty plots of land surrounded by grass. Even the smiling man was gone with the only indicator he was there in the first place a pair of markings on the ground. 13 walked on cautiously, slowly followed by Ash. He walked through, small animals running through the long grass. This was interesting, it was almost as if someone had lifted up everything and brought it away. Maybe it was a trap and Ash arriving had thrown something off, making plans change. 13 stood still, trying to sense anything in the long grass that wasn’t a small animal. He shrugged and walked past through the nearly empty patches of grass towards whatever was ahead of him.

Ash falling on top of 13 wasn't really planned so I'm probably going to return here later