Take of three souls.

[Hecate Rothchild]

As Hecate stepped through the doorway not sure what to expect. Her senses were overwhelmed the moment she saw the bright green tree's, the exotic scent of the plant life sent a warm shiver up her spine. "It's like the forests of Vestura!... well minus the ice." she exclaimed with something that almost sounded like joy. She had never expected a connected world to be so close to another by something as simple as a door.

The humidity hit her, She had never experianced a climate quite like this, it seemed like a place where the plants and animals reigned supreme over the vast landscape.

Her ears could hear the wildlife, the calls of birds and the sounds of running water in the distance.
"Remarkable" she told herself as she stepped into the unknown world of The tangled Green.

A small urge befell Hecate as she explored the entryway to this forest, an urge to practice grasping at her spiritual powers, In such a place perhaps it would prove easier to focus.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate wasnt sure if Warren had indeed followed her into the gateway. "It doesn't matter" she told herself as she finally turned her attention to the guards who seemed to pay no attention whatsoever to her. Long protruding ears and young faces seemed to be a common feature of whoever these people were. "Possibly the elves Warren mentioned." she mumbled to herself quietly, she was surprised when one turned his head to look at her. "Ears are clearly not just for show." she thought ti herself as she turned away from the gateway and looked at one of the nearby tree's. Thick bark covered the tree, green moss had taken over that very same bark.

Hecate touched the tree, hoping to find it to be a suitable place for her to focus. Sitting down beside the tall tree she focused only upon her self as she attempted once more to bring forth her twin swords. For something that had once been as easy as drawing breath Hecate struggled and strained. Still nothing appeared in her hands, frustration filled Hecate's features as she looked at her hands. "what else can I try?" she muttered to herself quietly Thinking back on what Warren had told her. "what if i must use....this omnillium?" she thought as the realization hit her, Back in Vestura, she had been able to call forth great storms, to blanket the countryside in sice, but If her powewrs were indeed as foreign to this land as it was to her then it might be safe to assume that Omnillium could serve as a catylst to bring her powers back to reality.

Hecate drew the small orb from the pocket of her uniform, and slowly began focusing her mind on the task at hand "It must be like they were." She said to herself, maintaining her focus to the best of her ability. "long blades, no guard, freezing to the touch." she muttered as she closed her eye's. A nearly blinding flash of rainbow colors seemed to take shape in her left hand as she put the orb back into the pocket of her Witch corps uniform. A second blade slowly began to take shape in her right hand a chilled breeze blew through the tree's, its cold touch was nearly as comforting as the two swords nearly completed in Hecate's hands.

As the Long blades completed, a sense of pride could be felt deep inside of her "Take of my soul, Meistra." she muttered in tribute to her goddess before sliding one of the long blade's scabbard into the small hoops on the back of her clothes, sliding the second carefully into the hoop on her hip at her right side. The unease of being in a new world was gone. "Being unarmed is the only way one can be helpless." She said with satisfaction.

[James Knight]

The dual swords she had summoned after they had been together a while were...impressive was putting it mildly. Warren gazed at her feat and smiled for a moment. Truly he wished he could do something like that, but through his NFL-R or some other scientific means. 

"Impressive. You have done something I was never able to. The blades look like they are made out of ice,  which reminds me of a hero from my world. I'll be honest. I'm not the most "heroic" individual, nor am I a nice guy. I'm a villain, though I've been thrust into this strange new world. It has forced me to consider many things anew, and reconsider my path, here." 

Warren then looked at her for a moment. If she could improve herself, so could he. A set of brass knuckles linked to his NFL-R were created by him out of Omnilium. Only these were not your run of the mill brass knuckles. No, impact with them could be...electrifying, to anyone unfortunate enough to come in contact with them. In truth he was using her words as a reason to arm himself. Being unarmed was tantamount to being helpless against anyone who could wish him ill, Warren knew that. He also knew he didn't like being helpless, not one bit. Memories of the beat down given to him by the Storm Troopers surged through his head, unwanted and unasked for. Really he needed to find a way to forget that experience somehow, though how he was going to do so, he didn't know.  

"Of course in my world, I needed a certain energy to stay alive, that was jealously guarded by the heroes of my world. It's not a problem here, mind you, but still. Now, you know. Attack me if you must." 

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate shook her head after Warren spoke, "fret not, I wont attack you, at least, not without provication." she said "You have done nothing to me, nor have you done anything to my people." She replied matter of factly. Turning her attention back to her swords she drew them as fast as she could striking at the air beside her with the absolute limits of her ability. "This is Saishu Sasayaki, or at least a copy of her. She is a spiritual weapon, the choice of those who possess magic from Vestura. She is best described as the essence of winter, every cut rends her victem with a layer of ice that chills to the bone. Thats where I am from, It's a large walled city with a forest very similar to this one to the south. Vestura is a very old town, with a both a heroic and dark past." Hecate explained "About three hundred of our years ago the young daughter of the ruler of Vestura made a journey to slay the crown prince of a nearby nation to prevent the outbreak of all out war. Her crime was a work unto itself, That boy was killed in such a greusome fashion that they say When she was finally captured they tortured her for ten days..... before beheading her infront of the masses." Hecate said as she though back to the stories of old. To this day, some veiw Elizabeth as a hero, some veiw her as a criminal. Good, bad, Hero or villan.... All are but a matter of perspective. To me, the men and women you took me from my family are evil. However to themselves they are doing what they are told by King Gregorius." Hecate explained, despite not caring to go into detail of what was done to her or those like her.

"My question to you Warren Zimmer.... is what do you see of yourself?" she asked.

[James Knight]

"I am not honestly sure. On the one hand, I am new to this place and yet people assume I have been here. And have attacked me for doing so," said Warren, referring to the attacks that had been done by the Storm Troopers. Truthfully he could feel the bruises from the beat down he had received which hurt like one could not believe would be possible. Really he was fortunate they had not decided to take any blows and direct them at his head, or it could have caused brain damage to him. "On the other, when I was home I was called a villain. In truth, though, I was the one who volunteered for the experiment that was the one that gave the heroes of my world their powers. The experiment did not work on me, and provided me the powers I had and hope to regain. The NFL-R cannot generate the armor I had back home, though," sighed Warren. Warren looked at her for a moment. "I'm a big fan of foot-ball, but I also love to tinker with machinery. In truth, I am not sure what I fall under, good, evil, or neutral, to be honest." 

The Quarterback of Chaos was honestly confused. What did he make of himself? Was he a hero? Was he a bad guy? Warren honestly did not know the answer to her question. "So in truth, I don't know what I see of myself," said Warren to her. Warren didn't know the proper answer, or what he was going to do with himself in the Omniverse. Did he follow the path that was expected of him by the white clad zealots? Did he branch out and try to do something else? Or did he do something entirely unexpected? There were many paths that laid before him, but he was not sure about it, to be honest.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate listened carefully taking in his words "It seems you have not had such an easy life either." she commented as she considered his stance on himself. "I cant say i know much about this machinery or anything about this foot ball you speak of." Hecate paused for a moment thinking of the easiest way to put her own situation into a way she could describe. "Back home we dont have any of this weaponry or technology that you possess. so I cant say that I understand much of it, however as one branded by many of my kin to be evil just because of what I am and what I do, i can sympathize with you." She said calmly as she looked at the tree's near them. " I am neither good nor evil, neither a hero nor villain. I am Hecate Rothchild, Witch of ice." she said looking out across the expanse of trees.

"So how do we get more of this omnillium?" She asked as she turned around once more

[James Knight]

"There are many ways we could acquire the substance called "Omnilium" but the main thing is by going out, and doing things. I don't know about you, but when we find somewhere to build it, I'm definitely building myself a base. I'd love it if you'd help out with it. The work of two is bound to be better, and less consuming on our reserves of Omnilium than it would be if we were to individually try to build a base, I would assume, but I would not know for sure," stated Warren to her. She was an individual he could mold to his purposes. If he could help her overcome Dark Hecate who honestly he was terrified of, Warren knew she'd be invaluable to his causes and plans. Especially now that she possessed those swords made out of ice, she'd be a powerful asset to have on Team Zimmer. His hand reached out and swatted a bug that had stuck him in the neck. Oh joy, this place had bugs that he didn't like. The mosquito family was a bug that Warren absolutely hated any and all varieties of, for a multitude of reasons. Communicable diseases such as Malaria were one of the reasons he didn't like jungles. The offender was dead because of what he had just done, but Warren didn't doubt there'd be more of the pests. A frown formed on his face, as he looked at her.  

"We are going to need to make sure whatever base we build has adequate shielding against insects, such as mosquitoes, and similar creatures." 

Warren did not like being bit by the buggers. His home was definitely going to have some way to fry the offending creatures, so they could not survive if they tried to get inside it. Yes, he really loathed the existence of the flying menaces. "So shall we think of what our base shall look like? I'd personally prefer it to be more futuristic and high tech looking. However, keeping it on the down low as some people say could be beneficial as well. Do you have any suggestions for the potential looks of our future temporary home here in the Omniverse? I say temporary, because I plan on our stay being temporary, as I will be researching a way home for us." 

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate looked at how irritated Warren had become due to something as small as a mosquito. "why does such a small pest cause draw so much ire out of you?" she asked as her mind looked for the words to describe an Impregnable fortress. "Thick stone walls, turrets and spires defended by trebuchet and balliste" she commented, a Tall central keep! somewhere I may call forth the full might of my magic. It must have a massive library and a workshop where I might make my constructs." Hecate said, though seemingly excited, the only of her requests that seemed to make her smile was the library.

"What is your definition of futaristic?" she asked as she considered the diferences between technology of their two people

[James Knight]

"In a word - Diseases. Diseases that are transmitted by that thing stinging you, and sucking blood out of you. It is a pest that had I a can of Raid or a similar compound that could do away with the insect, I would have exterminated all of them in this forest."  growled Warren. One of the absolute last problems that he needed was getting sick atop his already growing list of problems. One of these was Dark Hecate. He was going unfortunately to have to deal with the problem of her existence at some point.  "So you essentially want a castle for us. As for my definition of futuristic, replace the trebutchet with a series of plasma cannons, which I will create for us,  and a Force Field adding to the strength of the walls, as well as sentry turrets on the walls. Maybe even a Hangar that can release aircraft, or drones to attack my enemies for us," said Warren, as he thought about what the fortress should look like in his head. "When we do this, we need to find somewhere that no one cares about in this place, so we don't offend any of the locals via our construction efforts, okay?" asked Warren. Warren then looked at her for a moment. "When I have more time I need to somehow copy your ice powers, through science and create my own version of your blades, for my arsenal. Really there is a lot of stuff I need to make in order to improve my offensive capabilities to the level they should be at," stated Warren. 

Warren knew he was not as weak as he had been. In fact his strength was increasing here in the Omniverse, though he was not sure why. Out of a whim he took some of the Omnilium he had, and began shaping it. When he was finished, a chrome and purple colored blaster appeared, and Warren examined it for several moments. "I believe I will call this, the "NFL-Laser."  stated the Quarterback of Chaos. "This is something you could consider suitably futuristic," smiled Warren as he fired it at one of the trees, a laser shooting out of it, but with no noise whatsoever. It destroyed the branch of the tree. Once he had fired, he checked the ammo gauge. "Still has 9 shots, before it needs to reload, nice!" 

[Hecate Rothchild]

"Do you not have preistess's of the three goddess's to rid you of illness?" Hecate he explained about raid and sickness. It was something she hadent had much to deal with, incects seemed to steer clear of mages and witches. "Cannons and shields sound good" she said as she wondered what plasma was "Probbly some of his culture's technology" she thought to herself as he asked about her swords. she paused considering any possible repricussians to explaining how magic worked in her world.

"The core of my blades is in essance my soul." she started as she drew the one from her back carefully, the five and a half foot long white blade gleamed with deadly beuty as she pointed at the same tree Warren had just blasted with his weapon.

"Every mage and witch has a weapon that they can use to channel magic. They use a small part of the energies found within the soul as a catylist to grate weapons,projectiles and in my case, even entire forests of ice." She explained "For some mages such as the one who trained me, the weapons themselves are a form of energy." She paused for a moment to figure the best way to describe it. "Her training method was pain, her magic was pain. That is the easiest way to describe it." She took a deep breath

"Immagine being chained up in a small stone room alone unable to see anything but the flickering of torchlight." she said as she considered her next words " now immagine being braught to levels of unimmaginable pain jsut by having an iron bar pointed at you." Hecate added.

Those of us able to display magic were culled from a large group and held in dungeons for nearly a year, leaving only to be tortured or trained in how to draw the magic out." She said with a low voice "My ability was slow to manifest. They say that the torture makes it easier to draw the power, but that was not the case with me....."

She swung her sword at the tree in a powerfull overhead strike aiming at one of the branches, the branch fell to the ground. "Notice how both sides of the cut are frozen over?" Hecate asked as she expected Warren to go and look at it while she finished her story and explenation.

"My magic is different, Ice users tend to bleed off their power in a lingering way." she explained as she waited for the ice on the tree to melt slowly. "My blades constantly sap a small amount of my spiritual power and use it to keep at a cold enough temperature that anything it touches it freezes on contact." She concluded

"Now tell me about this future magic you just showed me." she asked as she looked at the blasted branch "I heard nothing, jet it exploded the moment you pointed your weapon at it."

[James Knight]

"There are no goddesses, priestesses, or magic where I come from. There is simply science, which is advanced technology. It is NOT magic, nor can it be aptly referred to, as such," groaned Warren. When she attacked the tree, Warren paid attention. His eyes widened, and he really wished he had his suit of armor to disguise his shock. If she was this powerful with the swords, Warren knew that she was definitely a good ally. If both of them were able to agree on the kind of base that they needed, Warren's strength could only grow from here. To be blunt he knew that he needed to make his power grow continually here in the Omniverse. Ricky was right about one thing, arriving here in the Omniverse had cost Warren the bulk of his strength. Sure he was regaining some of his capabilities, but it was not nearly fast enough. The NFL-R was back on his wrist where it belonged, but it was just one facet of his powers. The Apps that were used by the Guardians of his world would need to be developed by Warren at some point. A flight system was also a wise idea to invest in in the future. As he watched her do that move, Warren focused and suddenly he understood. It was like he knew the mechanics of her move, and how it worked. Whatever this power was that he had just used, Warren knew that he could probably create something similar to her move.  "What I showed you in particular was a laser gun that I just created, based off of a weapon I saw the white armor clad troopers of Coruscant called "Storm Troopers" wearing," groaned the Quarterback of Chaos as the unwanted memories once more hammered his brain with psychosomatic pain from what they had done. 

When he was stronger, he was definitely going to do something about them. While it may be villainous, Warren didn't care. No one pounded him for no reason other than a lookalike of him which he still had to find by the way, had been going around and dragging his name through the mud. Sure he may look like the guy, but Warren was not him. As they continued deeper into the jungle/forest of the Tangled Green, Warren gave her a query. "Hecate. If I could help you to prevent that other personality from taking charge, would you be willing to allow me to help you?" asked Warren. In the past he remembered he had built an NFL-R that had turned one of the Guardians evil, before they were one of the Guardians, something that he was going to try here in the Omniverse, but different. Instead of turning someone evil, it was going instead to suppress a part of her personality that he didn't particularly like getting out.

[Hecate Rothchild]

"Hmmm, it does the same thing as my magic." Hecate said as she watched warren, his ewyes seemed to grow bigger when he saw what her blades could do. "This is but a small fraction of what i could do back in my world." She said to trying to brag, but rather just pointing out how diminished her powers currently were

"Storm troopers? you mean those guards with the white armor i was going to talk to." Hecate said as she paused for a moment without saying anything

"You called" the dark Hecate said with a sick smile as she took over. "Do not think she can be rid of me boy" she said as the long blade sled back into the scabbard slowly. "These disgusting weapons are useless!" she said spitefully as she faced him with a small frown on her face. "You presume to pick the weak and pathetic of the two of us." Hecate turned her red eyed gaze towards Warren. "She wont tell you of the horrors that she has done." She said with a sick smile

Still she didnt draw a weapon or anything, opting to simply let warren walk ahead of her scouting ahead of the pair.

"I want a dungeon....." She said finally "And a massive white marble bathhouse." She added with a sickening grin.

[James Knight]

The dark version of her was most certainly not getting a dungeon, Warren decided. To put it bluntly he was not going to allow her to create a dungeon for the place because of the possibility of her locking him inside there. This Prime was powerful enough on her own, when she was just regular Hecate. Her dark counterpart was something out of a horror story, and one Warren didn't want to tell others. She did not understand science and so she had a lot to learn about the technology that he was going to teach her about. While she assumed it was something from fantasy novels, it was not actually. Not that he'd ever read rubbish like that, anyway. A dungeon was going to be a problem he didn't want to deal with. On the other hand, though a dungeon could come in handy. If he ever found the copycat who had been ruining his name, Warren knew what he was going to do to that person. A dungeon was a good place to put the imitator who was an irritation to his very mind. 

"Fine,"  lied Warren. "You'll have your bath house, and dungeon. Now, could you put her back in charge, for the forseeable future?"  The Quarterback of Chaos did not want to deal with her dark side more than was mandatory. Or, if he could get out of doing it, at all. To avoid dealing with her dark side meant that Warren had to do something about her dark side. What he was going to do, was not known to him yet. There had to be some solution. He was a scientist. And while he didn't know enough about personalities to make a difference, honestly, he knew he could probably juryrig some sort of neural scrambler, or suppressor thing that would prevent Dark Hecate as he had dubbed that part of her personality from ever taking control again. A clearing that held ancient ruins that looked like they had once been a castle. While castles were not a style that Warren particularly liked to use, because of their old school nature and too many hidden passages, they did have advantages. Still, it beat the alternative of not having anywhere but a clearing to begin building the place they were going to call home.  

It was times like these that Warren really wished he had his NFL-R fully operational. In the future, perhaps he would be able to get the device working the way he needed it to. Getting his armor back was something he really wanted to do, to be honest. "Here's a good place," said Warren as he looked at the ruins. Sure they were going to need a lot of work in order to get operational. They were however, the best choice and as such were the one he'd have picked anyway. While he didn't know who they had previously belonged to, Warren couldn't say he honestly cared. His sore, aching muscles made him wish that he had somewhere to lay his head down. And he was going to have somewhere, if he had to build it himself entirely out of Omnilium, that was what he was going to do. However, he didn't. Hecate was going to help him. Likely he didn't know enough on his own to rid her of Dark Hecate, but he was going to find a way.  "This place is going to need more than a fair share of work, between the both of us. However,  we both need to learn how to use Omnilium for bigger things than simple weapons, and honestly I'd prefer if we had a roof over our heads. Restoring this into a castle is not going to be easy. I think we should call it Fort Zimmer-Rothchild. What do you think of that name?" asked Warren to her.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate didn't respond right away, rather looking at the ruins "That....will... do....nicely." she exclaimed, her smile lingered. "just think of all of the advantages such a base would have!" the cruel smile on her face did not fade , in fact it seemed to grow with each passing moment. "wouldn't you enjoy imprisoning the poor fools who roughed you up so badly?" She asked as she looked at the bruises covering his visible flesh. "I am quite sure you could find a use for the special skills I possess." her thoughts focused on the possibility of finally having the freedom she desired. "don't forget boy, she can see everything when i am in control, but the same goes for me.... plot against me at your own peril." The dark Hecate warned before fading off back into the deep recesses of Hecate's mind.

Hecate once again took control of her own body, irritated at how easily her other self had once again taken control of her body. She didn't say anything though.

She looked to the flat lands around the ruins, the castle itself had more potential than that of Vestura, by far. The walls looked thick enough to survive even the heaviest of siege engines. and the size of the walls would allow a lot of large scale structures to be built. "These ruins are impressive." She said as she moved herself closer, the forest and animals had clearly worn away at the stone, "Will omnilium allow us to restore this marvel of engineering to it's former glory?" She asked. The thirst for a library had caused her to get excited. "perhaps going along with Warren was not such a bad idea after all." she mumbled aloud.

The sounds of the forest was still soothing to Hecate, Much of her recent life she had been cooped up inside of the dungeons, living among the criminals, other recruits and the guards. while that part of her life was over, there were lingering scars that Hecate knew would never heal. Hecate was glad to be good enough birth to have learned how to read and write at a young age, they were traits that she kept to herself. She was unsure how her trainer would have reacted had she learned of her ability to read.

"It's all in the past" she said to herself quietly, she was aware of how close she was to slipping into madness already. "This castle shall have a great library. she called out and pointed to one area in particular, the ruins seemed to have a large area that Hecate seemed would be perfect for the library.

Her own muscles hurt , but she didn't allow it to show on her features, rather the only noticeable change to her since they had started the long hike, was a change in her breathing, it was clear she was getting winded.

As warren spoke regarding working on the castle she nodded her agreement, running her hands against thew unfamiliar stonework she couldn't help but pick at the small gaps, feeling the dirt and rot between her fingertips "It is a good castle, a good name." she replied "It will indeed take a lot of work, but as it seems until our time in this place is done, this will be a base of operations."

Deep inside the depths of Hecate's soul the dark personality smiled and though. "It is also a good place to wage war from."

[James Knight]

Dark Hecate did present a very tempting offer. If he did manage to capture the Storm Troopers who had been responsible for the bruises he possessed, they were soon going to find themselves in the dungeons of this place under her "tender care" when he managed to get the place rebuilt to his satisfaction. "Yes, Omnilium will allow us to do more than that. This place will be more than what it was before. It will not simply be a castle, but a massive fortress that we can use to protect our interests. Like for example, providing me a lab to build all sorts of new devices, and machines in that I can use for my own purposes," smirked Warren. The possibilities were endless, actually. Maybe he could even make some Blitz Bots when he had this place rebuilt to his desires. Having the robots to do the bulk of the fighting again for him would definitely be something worth investing in, because he didn't like to fight without a team behind him. And since he couldn't sway Ricky to his cause, and Hecate would take special care, Warren knew he would need allies he could rely on more fully. This brought to mind the fact that Dark Hecate was a few apples short of a tree as it were. Warren then held out the orb of Omnilium he possessed. 

"Ready yourself, for we shall begin construction soon. I've never done something like this before, so you and I may need to pool our efforts." Warren was not sure he could construct the place on his own. Sure he had made his NFL-R, but then Ricky had taught him how to do it. His other weapons were ones he had made on an as needed basis, such as his Chaotic Quarterstaff Spear, and his NFL-Laser. Really he had no experience with constructing a base and would normally delegate such work to minions, or soldiers, or employees. But he had none of those here in the Omniverse, and so he knew he had to do the work himself. One person he was definitely letting Dark Hecate have some fun with was one he had a personal problem with. Namely the one who had gone around and was impersonating him in the Omniverse. If he ever found the jerk Warren planned on giving him no small amount of pain for making his life miserable here in the Omniverse. For now though he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, exhaling. Revenge plots could wait until they had somewhere suitable. 

Warren started to channel some of the Omnilium and began the tedious process of starting to rebuild the castle. First, every bit of the place except for the very foundation was dissolved into raw Omnilium by him. Once that had been successfully done, the efforts to rebuild the place anew but in their own style could commence. As he began to rebuild the castle with Omnilium, Warren panted. Between the mosquito problem, the hike, and his last few days Warren wanted a place to lay his head down really badly. It seemed that was not going to be the case any time soon, if he didn't convince her to do her share of the work. As he started to build the basic parts of the castle from the Foundation with Omnilium, Warren grunted. "You know you can pitch in at any time, right?" 

In truth he really did need help if he was to complete the construction of this place, as he could not do it on his own.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate watched as a large glow covered the area around the ruins, Small changes in the structure of the ruins themselves slowly began to form. Moss, insects, and damage from the passage of time faded away as the Omnilium in Warren's hand gave the landscape a breath of new life. Stones themselves appeared placing and slotting themselves into position as the thick stone walls with the mighty turrets slowly began to take form. It was awe inspiring to say the least.

Hecate took a moment to watch, she had heard Warren call for her assistance, and she had already decided to help with the construction though watching something like this transpire in such a manner was something not even a witch of her caliber had ever expected.

She dug into her uniform, and gripped the orb of omnillium in her hands and slowly began to focus on the castle. "She wants a dungeon and a bathhouse...." she muttered to herself as she too focused on the structures that needed to be built.

Slowly the omnilium in her hand gave way to her designs as it began to assist Warrens construction stone, by stone. Plank by plank the large fortification became something out of a work of fiction. She could feel the slow drain of the resource in her hand seemingly like it was close to being empty, yet the shape and size of it remained the same. "It's such a strange concept, this omnilium. It is used and used yet it does not deplete itself" She called out

[James Knight]

The construction efforts were finally getting closer to what he imagined. As plank by plank, and stone by stone, the castle was repaired by the Omnilium Warren began to concentrate and add some areas of his own. One of the areas he added to the castle was a lab that he could use to build machinery in, devices, and technology that didn't exist outside of Coruscant were going to be created there. Another room he added was one for himself, a bedroom that had a forcefield for a door, and a biometric scanner. Dark Hecate would not be visiting him when he was asleep, Warren decided, most certainly not. Basically he didn't want to deal with her when he was wake, and wanted to have to wake up and deal with her when he was asleep even less, to be honest. "Yes, this Omnilium is a strange substance, I agree..." stated Warren, grunting with the effort. After hours of work, about 5 hours of work on the castle to be exact, the castle was finished. The Quarterback of Chaos looked at the place. Whereas previously it looked ruined, and had moss and gaps, as well as insects, it didn't now. The castle appeared to be made out of white marble with teal, and black colors, but also with purple, black, and gray colors on it, as well. The Gray was more of a silver color, actually. The castle had turrets on the towers, but they were not functional yet as he lacked the power supply to power them, himself. Sadly it seemed he would have a lot more work than he had originally anticipated in order to get the castle operational. 

Still, at least it had in door plumbing. It also had an energy field around that would not affect sapient beings, such as Primes, or most secondaries but would fry any insects that tried to get into the place of the winged, or poisonous variety. Warren didn't want to deal with that, on top of his current problem of having to stay with Dark Hecate. Really he was going to have to make sure that his room was secured against her entry and that he had plenty of hidden weapons, as a nasty little surprise for her if she tried to kill him in his sleep. Really, he hoped she had more honor than that, but he wouldn't put anything past a psychopath. As a scientist he knew the castle would need further improvements, a lot of them but right now, he was running on fumes practically.  "We've done enough for today, Hecate." 

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate nodded as she sat down outside of the walls, she was too tired to even begin to worry about the dirt staining her uniform. Between labored gasps she managed to turn her attention towards the tree's surrounding the clearing. she watched the trees as she struggled to keep her composure.

She didn't want to have to relearn how to harness her powers any more than she wanted to share a body with the dark part of her, still it was something that she was forced to endure.

Looking at the entry way of the stunning marble castle she could see her library not far away. Her desire to head to the library overwhelmed her as she finally stepped through the causeway to look at the rest of the castle's interior.

The barred iron doors to the library were thick and sturdy. "This is mine" She said firmly as she stepped into the confines of the large building. deep in the corner hidden by one of the large book shelves was a hallway in black marble. leading deep underground it led to a grand bath house made out of what seemed to be a massive slab of marble. the statuets that would spill forth water from urns in hand's seemed to be the definition of elegance, each one held herself in such a way that nothing but elegance and composure could be seen. "nobility...in stone" Hecate muttered to herself. She had hoped the house would be full of water, much to her dismay it had proven to be filled with nothing but air.

Returning to the surface she could see a great workshop not far from the library, the workshop was empty safe for some tools and tools she could use.
"perfect for golems" She said with a smile, remembering the Ice golems she had constructed back in Vestura. Autonomous weapons capable of holding their own against even mages. "Yes, truly perfect." she said with a small grin.

Moving around the courtyard she found her way into the main keep, a towering spire with multiple turrets. She was pleased to see a grand stairway heading to what seemed to be the top. Hundreds of steps made the climb a bit of a hassle but it the commanding view she found that it led to would allow her to create large snowstorms to halt any attempts to take the castle by force. "This will do nicely." she said, not concerned with anything else, nor was she concerned with where the dungeon was.

[James Knight]

"This while not to my standards will have to do,"  groaned Warren, as he toured the understocked lab of the Castle where he was going to begin development of his own minions. The two of them may agree on a few things, such as the castle needing a dungeon in the case of both him and Dark Hecate, but Warren still wanted to rid Hecate of her as an issue. The problem was, for the life of him he could not figure out the how. How did one rid oneself of a personality one did not desire to have around? As he examined the empty lab that was where he was supposed to build all of the equipment he needed, Warren sighed. Supplies were going to need to be obtained. This of course meant they were going to have to gear up and actually do a raid of sorts in order to obtain the needed equipment for themselves. To say he was not amused about having to perform a raid in order to stock the castle with the supplies it needed was the understatement of the year. If he had his choice they'd avoid doing such a thing, but really he didn't have the choice in this matter. More equipment was needed if he was to succeed at his long term goals. Due to both this, and the problem that the castle's cannons were not operational, Warren knew he was going to have to make some new plans. 

Right now he didn't feel up to the task of creating more supplies out of Omnilium. Sure he could, but his everything ached. What he really wanted to do was lay down, and get himself some rest. Upon entering the bedroom that was to be his, Warren noticed something about the place. It was... completely empty. No pillows, no bed, no mattress, no paint in the room. The entire room was pure white. This was not going to do, it was not going to do at all for his room to look like this. Improvements needed to be made, which meant he'd have to ready himself for a raid so he could get the supplies he needed. The Quarterback of Chaos knew he needed to recruit more allies. Hecate was good, but she was not an army that he could call when he needed them the most. His skills needed to increase, as well. There was bound to be more skills that he could acquire for himself, to make him strong enough for the trials to come. Now that he had a home, it was going to need to be defended. Creating the defenses was not going to be easy, since the two of them owned the base. They were going to have to come up with defenses together, and Warren hoped Dark Hecate had no say in the subject of protecting the base. 


Eventually he approached  her on the battlements of the castle, and gazed out at the horizon.  "A shame really. Those Storm Troopers, the white ones you talk about... they seem to hate me for no reason. I suspect someone is going around masquerading as me, but I could not be entirely sure on it," admitted Warren to her.

[Hecate Rothchild]

Hecate watched as what she assumed was the sun began to set off in the horizon. With darkness soon aproaching she closed her eyes. "It's getting late" She muttered quietly "If those people those.... storm troopers give you problems, or your impersonator, you could just go forth and kill them." Hecate said calmly. "Hunt them down use your future magic to rip apart theire bodies" She added quietly. Seeing the sun setting seemed to make her mesmorized as she spoke she was almost monotone

"of course you would have to deal with the reprecussians of that, to be hunted down by thire comrades, hated by their families." She added somberly, almost as if she knew from personal experiance. "You have to harden yourself to everything and everyone. The path of revenge is one that never ends with just your victem. Just remember that." Hecate warned. She knew that her darker side would have something contrary to say if allowed.

"We have a game in my world called chess, It consists of a bunch of different pieces with varying moves. I have a theory that every single person has value in some form to compare to the peices of this game." She began "Perhaps those troopers are but pawns to a much larger game?"