Jarian Base of Operations ^Clan^

[supremeviva]

Xi looks around a bit more before slowly making her way to Viva.

Viva looks over Lutia's condition with concern but there wasn't much he could do. He wasn't a healer.

"Yes, and it is good to have it back. Are you alright boss?"  

[aeris192]

Chase smiled weakly, being recognized, and stepped up next to the nervous Xi.
"Thank you.."
He quietly replied to Lutia's welcome, but noticed she was poorly rested and suffered a broken arm. Hearing Viva already address Lutia's condition, Chase stayed silent; He wasn't a healer either.  

[Sou Jara]

Lutia smiled faintly behind her scarf at their concern.
"I am fine, Restoring the base was more work than I anticipated but it was worth it."
She gazed down at her arm as she said this and frowned at the blood.
*It appears those healing potions have caught up with me.*
"I will be trusting the rest of you to handle any problems that arise for a while."
Lutia felt her conciousness beginning to slip away but did not let it show outwardly, fully intending to recover in private so the other Jarians would not worry needlessly.  

[supremeviva]

Viva frowns again. He could sense she was exhausted. He sighs and leaves her be. Her injuries weren't life threating.

Viva snaps his finger and two H.A.D's lumber into the room.



"Sure boss, why don't you go and rest up? I'll take care of things form here. 735, please escort Miss Me'herech to my quarters. 607 make sure Miss Lutia is not distrubed unless important."

He orders the two drone.  

[aeris192]

Chase jumped, stepping out of the way of the drone (even though they probably would've stepped around him), staring at the two with wide eyes. So many drones around! He clearly remembered the ones Viva had ordered around on the Island resort.
He watched as Viva gave orders to the drone, but looked elsewhere in a fit of social awkwardness that listening in wasn't his business. He really wouldn't mind wandering around the base, but was afraid he might get lost.  

[Sou Jara]

Lutia glanced at Chase for a moment as she started towards her quarters.
"If you need anything just ask Record. She should be able to help you."
She started to walk away and paused.
"Please make sure the other Jarians survived the crisis intact."

Lutia left the entrance hall of the headquarters and made her way through the center on her way towards her quarters.
Once she made it to her rooms she made certain that the door was secured and collapsed from exhaustion.
Going one battle to the next without pause, breaking her arm and using a healing spell to temporarily heal the damage, taking regular doses of healing potions to keep her going without rest and the mental fatigue of traveling within the minds of the other clan leader of the city took a great toll on her that would take some time for her to recover.

Removing the demonic gauntlet Lutia sees the wounds from the behemoths bite were beginning to return. Taking some medecine for the pain she tied her arm onto a splint, making sure to have the wound properly cleaned and bandaged.
With her immediate troubles taken care off Lutia lay on her bed and fell asleep a moment after.

---

Record the ghostly artificial spirit created to house information floated freely near Viva and Chase with a clip board under one arm and a look of grave concern on her face.  

[aeris192]

Chase nodded, concerned over Lutia's health, but was happy to see her retire to her room.
He looked around wondering who this Record person would be and nearly fell over in fright finding her right next to them. Secondly, she seemed to be a ghost-like kind of person which made Chase curious to know if she could really communicate with them. However, seeing her facial expression, he decided to toss the superstition and try to converse.
"Um...Is there anything I can help with?"
he asked her, feeling useless not doing anything at the moment.  

[Sou Jara]

Records atention focused on Chase and she seemed to sigh.
"Yes actually. During the loss of the base several complications arose that require the Jarians atention or it could mean the end of the clan.
While the base was lost adrift somehow the food stores were depleted and the energy fueling many of the secondary devices such as security hae become inoperable because of it.

Also I am presently unable to locate other Jarian members at this time unless they enter the base."  

[supremeviva]

Drone 607 files out after Lutia before settling outside her door, scanning for any possiable threat to the Jarian leader.

Xi look up confused before she is ushered out by the other drone down to Korlon's private quaters.

That said and done Viva turns and addresses Record.

"Alright, I should be able to handle the energy, secruity and food problems. Chase, why don't you work with Record on locating the other Jarians. Esspecially Raziel and Justice. "  

[aeris192]

Chase nodded, smiling to show his eagerness to help. He remembered Raziel and was suprised that the seraphim hadn't followed them here from the Island Resort. As for the other....
"I don't know what Justice looks like..."
He mused, then looked towards the sad ghost. She could probably help.
"Where shall we start?"
He asked her.  

[supremeviva]

Viva makes a small bow and move to leave the room.

"If you'll excuse me, I have much work to do to get the base back up and running. If you need me, Record should be able to get in touch."

As he heads down the hall he feels the thoughts of another brush up against his. He recognized the hestitant gentle feeling instantly. He smiles and lowers his mental defenses letting Xi inside his mind. In her elven form her telepathy was very weak only able to communicate with emotions and feelings rather than words. A hesitant confusion radiated though him form the link with a undercurrent of loneliness. He responds by reassuring her with feelings and mental images. After a moment she reteats form his mind .

Viva contuines on his way making his way though the base. He stops near the one of the power relay stations built in the maintence passageways of the base.

He kneels and removes a panel. He take a moment to analyze what was the base's orginal technology and what was must be some of Justice's upgrades. He can't help but think that since all of this if finally over he can finally compelte his orignal mission that sent him away in the first place.

He takes out a small cube shape which expands into the large beam cannon he had been carrying. He orinally had been sent to recover ancient power supply to intergrate into the base's power supply. He opens a large panel on the cannon exposeing a large orb made of weblike crystal surround a compact soild black sphere. He pulls out his dagger and gently severs the main crystaline branches coming off of the outer web like surface from the core before slowly lifting it out.

The core pulses brightly in respone to his DNA. A white aura surronds the core as he uses his limited telekinesis to keep the orb off of the ground and yet also free up his hands.

He carefully slices though some of the orginal , and Klein circuitry. Power shuts off in the section of the base he was working in. His eyes adjust to the darkness after a moment before he sets back to work.

He fumbles around for the Key before finally taking off the pendant and holding it up to the sliced circuts along with a small peiace of crystal. The key glows a vibrant blue lighting up the darkness. The crystal grows in the stange light. The core floats over in place where the crystal reconnets everything shunting the three diffrent technologies together.

Replacing the panel back on the wall her moves down the hallway some to a nearby terminal. He takes a moment to access the reactor subsysystems checking to make sure the system was responding to the power core. He then writes a program setting the relay station as a second linked reactor to the first. After checking the readouts he access the reactor main systems and sets for a total system reboot.


Power though all of the base shuts off for a few seconds before coming back on with a powerful surge of eletricity before the system adjusts. Security systems power back on all though out the base. Darkly lit hallways now flooded with welcome light as power is completely restored to the base.

Korlon steps away form the terminal and moves down the hallway, stopping for a moment to pick up the dead cannon, before making his way to the base's food storage. With the new, power source, all he had to do was recreate the replication technology in the Naga Scales thereby ending a food shortage ever happening again in the base.  

[Jasae Bushae]

a van pulled up in front o f the Jarian door and a man w alked out carrying a large box
"knock knock knock
delivery for the jarians!"  

[Sou Jara]

"I believe many of the Jarians were at the Island Resort along with you? I would advise starting there.
The Island seems to have suffered from the attack and may need assistance so do what you can when you get there. I will be ready to pull you back to the base at a moments notice."
Record glanced at the door as she heard the knocking, unsure if she should answer it.  

[aeris192]

Chase nodded then perked a bit hearing the knocking. Giving Record an unsure glance, he went over to the door, taking a while to figure out the door before opening it.
"Um.. ?"  

[supremeviva]

Viva finally stops before the food storage room. He opens the door and looks around. He didn't come here much, but the few time he had it had never looked like or smelled like this. The room was pratically empty but what food was left reeked with decay. He mentally summons a couple of the H.A.Ds that were nearby and assigns the drone to cleaning out the room while he began constrution of the repicaltion technology.