Nano-Skin
"Tlalor! Arise, protected by my gifts!" Nox-1 K-1-LAR, upon the second conversion to 'True Tlalor' after his own. The gaunt, unliving automatons, fashioned about their living bodies, rose as commanded, but clumsily, stiltedly.
Adian Stammler closed the book he was reading, the auto-translator software was doing a better job than he had expected, but he was slow going. Not because of the language, but because of the emotional content, he felt disheartened, just to be seeing. Oh... He decided to move out of the tomb, and get into the sunshine, and immediately felt better. He ordered the structure emptied, and locked up.
"Make sure you seal that up, Rachel that place gives you dark thoughts..."
"Fourth time you said that, Adian, I heard you the first time..."
"Oh."
"It's affected you quite a lot, it seems."
"That it did."
"What was that book?"
"Creation myth, as far as I can tell. Although..."
"Oh?"
"Checking the author's name, and the people named in the book... They're on the Tee-oh-eeh of the Tlalor, senior folks, chief collector and commanding marshal.
"Head honcho and high technologist?"
"Basically."
"Put a bounty on them?"
"Thought about that, the properties of that nano-skin though... Unless it's 90% lie, we don't want anyone not in a vehicule, maybe even an exoframe, trying to put cash on those bounties..."
"Oh, serious mojo?"
"Major mojo, good thing they're seriously outnumbered."
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