Nak Nak Nak Nak Nak Nak.

[Darth Vader]

Jon's suspicions of the being inviting his group into his chimera only raised as he drew closer to the tank. The thing wasn't human or hardly even sentinent, as Jon had suspected. Rather, it was a lumbering frame of metals, scraps and machinery, with an artificial intelligence perhaps beyond that of Jon's, Chrona's and Adam's, judging from the way and manner in which it spoke. A long, heavy orange robe shrouded the so-called Golemancers features, though, which it made it a challenge to accurately decipher what it was from a distance. The black brothers face twisted into one of shock and intriguement, jaw dropping. He just stood for some moments, taking some time to let what he was seeing, witnessing and living etch itself into his brain...

Though, once again, the sound of an approaching vehicle would bring the Lord Commander back to reality, ears perking upward as to listen. The pace and vibration of this one sounded... louder, and much faster. Jon spun on his heel, turning his back on Sivo, his black cloak swaying slightly with such a sudden movement. His eyes widened as he spotted the vehicle head straight for Chrona, the occupant being flung from the bike as it got caught in a ditch. Flying right for Chrona with some speed, Jon was given little time to react, only witnessing the inevitable occur.

[Crona]

Having only just finished his conversation with Ragnarok, Crona was certainly not prepared for someone to suddenly fly out of nowhere directly at them. As soon as they hear the crash, Crona turns their head to investigate the noise, only managing to catch a glimpse of a girl sailing through the air straight towards them, and by then it was much too late to react. The child lets out a little yelp before she collides into them, hardly putting up any resistance before falling back from the force and landing heavily on his back, looking horrified at the girl who had just landed ontop of them. "Waah! Hey! Ow!" They say quickly, trying to recover themselves somewhat but could only manage to try and shield their face with a pair of scrawny arms. "Um... Are you attacking me? I dont want to be attacked, if you dont mind...um... please." They continue in whimpers, clearly distraught by the situation.

Ragnarok, however, was not so polite. The creature was just about hidden behind Crona's back, but instead of disappearing entirely, it decides to seethe out rapidly from Crona's back and shoulders, growing to its full bulky figure in moments and towering over the girl who had just collided with its Meister. The creature stares daggers at the girl with crossed eyes, before looming down from above and grabbing onto her with its set of spiked gloves. "And what do you think you're doing? Huh, brat? Speak quickly before I decide to open up your head and show everyone what little brains you have." Ragnarok booms angrily, and gripping onto the girl to keep her in place so she could be interrogated.

Beneath the Demon, Crona glances to one side timidly, seemingly more nervous then scared now that his companion had made an appearance. "Um...Ragnarok, can you not yell please? It makes my ears ring when you yell and I don't think I can deal with any ringing right now." The child stammers out before lowering their guard slightly. "You know... besides... um... it was probably an accident, right? Ragnarok looks down at Crona for a split second, and the child immediately goes silent, allowing the creature to return its ravenous gaze back to the interloper.

"Couldn't you at least have let her get off me first..." Crona mumbles under their breath.

[Vulre Oakenlimb]

Another human on a strange, entirely unprotected vehicle approached. They seemed to be distracted by the gathering ahead, and failed to pay the proper amount of respect to whatever poor, weak machine spirit inhabited their transport. The Machine Spirit made its displeasure known as the fool led the front wheel of the vehicle into a damaged piece of road, sending them flying forward, towards the one designated as 'Crona'. Sivo calculated the trajectory. Crona had a 94.62% chance to be hit by the newcomer. Sivo's position, coupled with his heavy, augmented form denied him the opportunity to interpose himself between them. His optics focused, curious to see the outcome of this event.

The newcomer crashed into Crona, sending the two of them sprawling to the ground. The Newcomer was a woman, adolescent, clad in bright blue and white. The lack of utility in her clothing was deplorable, serving only as modesty. Crona was surprisingly passive about it, merely asking the new arrival to desist from any hostilities, with a notable amount of decorum. Anomaly detected. A black mass of shadow grew from Crona's back, coalescing into a dark form spurting from Crona's back, grasping onto the foolish arrival, screaming black curses and threats. Daemon. Memories came back to Sivo. The Aquilline. A Noble Vessel, one that had served the Imperium for millennia. One that had tens of thousands of souls aboard it 34, 287, precisely, mutants excluded. The screams. The claws raking through the flesh and steel of the loyal, the warped forms of the possessed drooling blood, promising death, pain, eternal torment. It would not happen again.

The Potentia Coil hummed with power. Haemo-Lubricants ran through his veins and pipes at an accelerated pace. Electoos glowed with power, forming arcs of green lightning between the Chimera and Sivo. Tines folded open, creating further conduits for power. Sparks played across the hull of the chimera, Sivo's augments, and Jon and Crona's blades. "From the Ravages of the Destroyer, Anima shield us." The Ferric Lures across his body primed, creating a sphere of magnetic fluctuation around Sivo, eliciting a groan from the metal hull of the Chimera. "In fealty to the God-Emperor, our undying lord, and by the grace of the Golden Throne, in the name of the Omnissiah, I name thee Diabolis" Sivo shouted from his Vox, beginning to align his targeting systems with the foul creature spurting from the being once known as Crona.

[Mako]

"Ah...." Mako mutters out dazed from the fall that she had taken. The scene replayed through Mako's head. Her moped had leaned forward and Mako went flying off her vehicle and towards a girl. A short laugh escaped her mouth as she tried to raise to a stand. However her idea of standing was cut short whenever Ragnarok came out of Crona's back, forming between Mako's legs. Mako was in a sitting position about to rise up from the girl's back who was currently on the ground whenever the entity grabbed her by the shoulders.

She was surprised by it's cross eyes, black skin and the whole fact it was coming out of the girl's back. It's grip was strong, as expected since it does have a bulky figure. Nevertheless Mako looked over at a robot....? A robot!

"Wow! A real life robot! I wonder if he grows and lets people pilot him!" Mako wonders out loud. She could already see it now. She would go out into space and the robot would transform into a spaceship! Then she would have her own chore, however she would lose somebody that seemed like a brother to her. Oddly enough she could recall that same plot from a anime back on her world that she had seen. What was it? Gurr....log? Gurr log. Maybe just Log? That was it! It was Log!

While Mako was in deep thought ignoring the creature that was threatening her and oblivious until green lighting started shooting around the place. Mako was taken back from the lighting and one thing only came to mind: 'the robot is transforming'!

"Everybody run! He is showing his true form. No wait, cancel that! Everybody get ready to go into space we are going to ride him!" Mako shouted out into the air. She could already see it now. 'Captain Mako'.

[Crona]

"Oh, youre just a ditz. No threat. You and Crona got something in common." Ragnarok huffs with an irritated sigh before releasing its grip on the girl and taking its place back over Crona's head. The creature would likely have made another obnoxious remark to the girl if his train of thought was not interrupted by a sudden display of mechanical power surging through Sivo's systems. Crona stares terrified at the sight, but Ragnarok crosses his arms as if Sivo was just an annoying child acting rude to it. "Turned on the lightshow, huh? Get up Crona, the scrapheap thinks its tough."

"Uhm, Ragnarok, I don't think... Crona began, but a little bonk on the head from the Demon stopped his whining near immediately. "Ow! Ok, ok. Uhm, Oh... Sorry, Excuse me, miss..." He apologizes quickly to the girl and attempts to squirm and wiggle away from her. If the girl didn't object, he would very quickly be in the clear in a few moments, likely standing in clear sight of the large majority of Sivo's array of targeting sights and sensors. The pink-haired child takes a moment to dust himself off, before looking at the Enginseer again. "Sivo, listen..." He starts, slowly raising his hands, and as soon as he does Ragnarok suddenly disappears in a flash of sickly purple light, and Crona was armed with his blade once more. "I don't want to fight. If somethings bothering you, why not write a poem?" He mumbles innocently. If it wasn't for the oddly disturbing black blade he was brandishing, it might have sounded like a mercy plea.

Despite what he was saying, Crona seemed very focused on the fight at hand, and proceeds to swing his blade around several times around his body to display some his finesse before holding the blade infront of him in a guard. Compared to what he looked like only a moment ago, Crona became significantly more confident now that he was preparing to fight, and continues staring blankly at Sivo as he listened out for a response, either the machine's words or the sound of its weapons firing.

[Darth Vader]

Jon only stood idle as the chaos ensued around him, his jaw dropping ever so slightly. He just couldn't comprehend it. One minute his little group were being offered a ride by some walking compilement of scraps and metals, and the next thing... well, this. Time move along in a quick and confusing manner in this strange realm, Jon noted in his mind. But now wasn't exactly to mull over all that...

Jon watched as the android drew it's weapons, the machine it barricaded itself within groaning and creaking as it locked it's sights onto the purple-haired young man. The bastards jaw set itself on edge. Assisting Crona at this moment in time would be his death wish, he knew. Comparing the Golemancer's advanced, heavy arsenal to his own, Jon stood not a chance in any of the Seven Hells. Something compelled him to step forth, to say something, do something. To act...

Jon took another long glance at Crona, studying him carefully. Yes... he could see it.... Bran...

Jon Snow bit down hard on his tongue, as he trudged forward.

"Sivo..." he'd address the android, stepping out peerlessly in front of Crona, a gloved hand extending as to show Sivo his palm. "Don't..." he'd warn the Golemancer, a rough harshness edging in his tones. He stood defensively before the boy, a hand gripped firmly around the hilt of his Valyrian Sword. A crowd began to form around them, murmuring amongst themselves. They must feel the tension, too... the bastard thought, drawing a deep breath inward.

[Roger Smith]

Adam had been surprised at the strange turn of developments just a little bit ago. With the NEW strange turn of events, he was left entirely flummoxed. A convenient sheen of light reflecting from his glasses kept the sheer strength of his dumbfoundedness from being so glaringly obvious, but a glance at his face would have revealed his confusion for anyone with half a brain to see.

Beside him, his reptilian companion had finally regained his feet, and though his features were much different, his expression was a very similar one to Adam.

Heir of Time and Consort exchanged a confused look, before turning back to the scene playing out. "Do you have any idea what in the name of Rhys's grossly dispoportional suaveness is going on here?"

"NAK."

"You never know what's going on."

"NAK."

"Don't get uppity."

"NAK NAK NAK."

"No, I am not going to comment on the fact that someone managed to crash a moped."

He turned completely away from the unfolding chaos, again turning his attention to the holographic display of his laptop as it came back up. "That would be incredibly silly."

Adam busined himself generally being Adam, poking around at pointlessness on what passed for the internet around here. As such, he was caught completely off-guard at the sudden sound of groaning metal. Looking up, his expression went right back to the bemused, dumbfounded one.

"NAK."

"No I'm not going to get involved in this. I hate fighting when there's a reason for it not asinine and probably completely made up."

"NAK."

"Yes, like defending Rhy's glorious suaveness from silly idiots who refuse to acknowledge his general amazingness. ....besides, even if I was going to help, what would I do? Limp at them? I'm not exactly combat-capable, you dumb....thing."

"NAK."

"Don't give me that. It's a rifle. It shoots at long range. They're right there." He paused a second, turning back to look at the stand off as Jon interposed himself to try and defuse things. ".....also I'm not too good at hitting my actual target under pressure. And besides guy with the badass cloak looks like he's got it. Probably."

"NAK."

"Then YOU go deal with it!"

[Mako]

Mako's eyes sparkled with excitement. She was going to go into space, she could see it now. "Captain Mako! Our engines are taking damage and our shields won't activate what should we do!?" Said some nerdy guy who Mako had never seen before yet imagined him.

Mako adjusted her black cap and put on a distant look. "Activate. System Zero." Mako said, dragging out her words.The nerd was shaking, his hand reaching up to nervously adjust his glasses. He took a gulp and bowed down to Mako. "I-it was a honor serving you Captain!" The nerd said, tears starting to run down his cheeks.

Mako walked towards the unnamed nerd who was just a figure of her imagination. She gave him a light bop on the head. "Don't start with me. We're all going to make it out alive." Mako said with a grin on her face. Mako was stationed in a huge room, it had numerous glowing panels and a clear space in the middle. The middle section opened up to reveal something that looked oddly like the robot that she had seen in reality.

"Come to me Zero!!" Mako shouted and the armor lit up. The armor opened up and flew towards Mako, the armor covering her body. Mako soon came from her daydream to see the girl standing before her with her sword aimed at Sivo. She had been too out of it to notice that the girl had wiggled out from under her! This just goes to show how captivated Mako could get in her own thoughts.

She looked at the boy wearing the blazing red cloak and had a crutch? Mako's eyes narrowed at the lizard? On his shoulder....she was about to go and grab the lizard asking what it was however she turned her attention back to Zer- the robot.

She saw the man wearing a fur cloak step up to the robot trying to calm him down. Mako was confused on the whole situation and what was going on however she knew what thing. That Zero was about to be damaged!

Mako stepped forward, easing Jon back. The girl had a fearless look on her face! Whether it was from pure idiocy or a plan the group and even Mako had no idea.

Mako stepped forward putting her right hand out and pointing at the robot. "Zero! You have to listen to me Captain Mako! We cannot have you getting damaged when the Reapers are about to attack! Come Zero! Let me put you on!" Mako said stretching her legs and arms outward and putting her chest out. It seemed as if the young girl was offering her body to the robot however what other nonsense was she spouting out as well?