Disabled Klarnell Vessel in Orbit of Velokian Planet

A flash of white light signified the arrival of Siphon and his team, each wearing an environmental suit to deal with the lack of air in the ship. Lights flickered about the ship, and several bulkheads were smashed in from damage done to the ship, but for the most part, everything was intact. The team would move out, searching for anything of use, while keeping an eye open for Klarnell, and Necron alike.

Once the Necron flyers had blown a passage through the ship's hull, One projected a transport field, and Ossuaria stepped through from her command ship, flanked by a small squad each of Lychguard and Immortals. The Phaerekh turned slowly, regarding the corridor she found herself in, then sent a mental command to her retinue, which formed up in lockstep and began advancing towards the bridge, Lychguard shields covering flanks and the Gauss weapons on the Immortals blasting through doors and bulkheads with only a moment's concentrated fire, ensuring that the Necron force remained in vacuum the entire time.

Ian is among the group transporting over from the Nassara. Once they're on board, he takes a minute to orient himself, examining the room they arrived in and more taking in any sounds or lack thereof in the ship around them.
After a few moments of exploring, he'll tap over to Siphon's comm. "From what y'said about the Necron's, Ah'm goin' ta have a rewire the brain and not send the zombies bouncin' around the room," he chuckles. "They do know ta expect us too, right?"

"Yes, they do Ian. Looks like they're heading towards the bridge of this ship, based on the schematics I'm seeing. Let them take the bridge, we should head for the engineering section, make sure there aren't any survivors trying to blow us up from there."


Meanwhile the Necron group encountered a handful of survivors in suits of their on, but these few surviving Klarnell were simply no match for the Necrons combined fire power, and too disorganized to even be more than a nuisance.

Each time they came across survivors, the Necron response was simple. The immortals backed up a step, allowing the Lychguard to close ranks in front. The shielded combatants would advance with swords raised, and cut down the Klarnell with brutal efficiency. The fleeing would be caught by Immortal gauss fire without remorse, and when one Klarnell ambushed the group from a side passage and managed to damage an Immortal before being put down, the wounded Necron simply picked up the severed limb and reattached it, the force moving onwards towards the bridge.

"Sounds like a plan. Lead the way." Knowing that, for the moment, they weren't going to run into any of the others, it allowed him to keep focus on keeping an eye out for any hostiles that they might encounter along the way. Not that he'd be a threat, initially, to the Necrons anyway, since his M.O. was generally to haul opponents off their feet and let people better trained in firearms use them for target practice. It would be inconvenient but not fatal, at least not from him.
((Ian's mostly content to follow Siphon and watch for bad guys, so feel free to get them where they need to go. Just assume he's going to perform as stated above, though he does have the zatt in a pinch.))

Upon reaching the engineering section, they were in for a surprise. There were Klarnell remains in the room, about a dozen, each seeming to have had a hole burned right through them, the smell of scorched flesh still permeating the air.

There was also what appeared to be a massive star chart of some kind, only the screen didn't seem to be showing stars, but rather something else.

Ian's brows raise at the sight of the corpses. "Well, that's some pretty high firepower, that," he muses over the comm, given he knows how difficult it is to get through Klarnell armor. "And whoever did it might still be runnin' around. Might want ta let our friends know." His attention, of course, goes to the chart and as long as it's not showing a countdown of any sort, he'll take the time to study it.

Siphon himself bent down to examine one of the bodies, frowning as he did.

"Agreed, this isn't from any weapon I've ever seen, nor do I believe it is Necron technology. Something else did this, though what, I don't know. And that chart ..."


He looked at it for a moment, eyes widening.

"That's ... oh wow, so that's how they do it. Ian ... I think that's a chart of the anomalies. This is huge."


He opened a line to the Nasara to contact the Necron ship, and have them relay or patch him through to the Necron commander. He'd pre-face it saying they needed to talk regarding a find, but to also be on the watch for something other than themselves, his party, or the Klarnell. He'd add something took out the Klarnell down here, and it definitely hadn't been either group that had done it.

Siphon was about halfway through his preface when the connection snapped into existence, the Phaerekh's metallic gaze staring at him from his screen. She appeared to be walking as she spoke to him, flashes of green energy lighting her from beyond the camera in a steady pace.

"What did you find?" She asked quickly, glancing away briefly as her face lit up again, this time accompanied by the sound of a large electric discharge. It was over in a second, and her gaze returned to him.

There was a brief moment as Siphon smiled slightly, before he responded.

"It appears to be some sort of anomaly mapping system, I think this is how they manage to maneuver through time the way they do. We may be able to use this to find the time frame they come from, learn more about them, maybe even eventually take the fight to them if it comes right down to it. In addition ... we've found some Klarnell corpses that have been ... well, I guess half incinerated is as good a term as any. I know of no weapon that can do to these bodies what was done, and nothing I know of your own weaponry matches this. There may be another player on the field that we know nothing about, if so, they may still be on board this ship. It looks as if whoever, or whatever did this managed to catch these Klarnell by surprise as well, I'm seeing no evidence they even attempted to fight back."

"Fascinating." Ossuaria answered in a flat tone. "I am nearing the bridge of the ship. Keep me updated should anything else fascinating come up."

She kept the link open, though the incoming feed would cut out, assumedly until she had something to say herself. Her squads continued to advance in lockstep, though she split them into smaller groups, allowing for a pair of Lychguard and Immortals each to guard their flanks, should this mysterious third faction appear to try and cause them trouble.

"Copy that, will do."


Siphon began looking a bit closer at the mapping device, attempting to figure more of it out, while the rest of his crew finished securing the area.


Meanwhile as Ossuaria's group neared the bridge, they would detect a cluster of Klarnell life signs. However, as they moved to engage, there were suddenly roars of ... what sounded like pain. Clearly, something else was attacking the Klarnell first, and from the sounds of it, cutting through them like nothing.

The Necron Phaerekh called a momentary pause, spending several seconds listening to the sounds of combat. It seemed there was a fourth party involved here. That suited her fine enough, and the troops advanced again, marching into the room in lockstep and aiming towards whatever combatants were left, unleashing gauss fire without remorse.

As the Necrons entered the room, there was a loud roar of pain, followed by what seemed like the room becoming charged with electricity.

In the middle of the room, taking numerous shots from the weaponry were several barely living Klarnell, but additionally, a seemingly humanoid figure. The Klarnell ceased to exist within moments of being shot, however the remaining figure seemed impervious to the Necron weaponry as if ...

It turned suddenly, looking at the group of Necrons for a moment before shaking it's head and simply passing through the roof of the ship, vanishing without a trace. In that moment, Ossuaria would get a good look at it's features, realizing why it wasn't affected by their weaponry at all.

The figure was female, and definitely human like, however it was not a flesh and blood being. Rather the being was made of pure energy, and seemed to have 'energy clothing' made up in an odd armor like style. It .. she was a being of pure energy. And then just like that, she was gone, as if she'd never been there to begin with. All that was left were several charred remains of Klarnell, and a now empty, ready to be seized bridge.



Meanwhile, Siphon had managed to access the core of the device he was looking at, shaking his head as he poked around in it.

"Interesting, I think I can track where and when this ship originates from. It looks as if the Klarnell language and coding is actually incorporating several other species languages and technology as well, which is interesting. Wait, what's ... oh ... Ok that's not good. This is about to get awkward."

Ossuaria watched as her underlings' attacks phased right through the being, her glowing green gaze locked in place, observing with some interest until it passed through the ceiling and out of sight. She didn't bother to call off the attack, there was nothing of worth in the path of damage behind the figure, and they stopped on their own once it left. Instead, she moved to the console as the troops took up defensive positions around the bridge, the immortals training their gauss weaponry towards creating a hole to the vacuum outside, one of the crescent-shaped ships she had used to transport herself here waiting on the other side.

She laid a hand on the console, studying it's design for a few seconds before beginning to type, cracking the Klarnell's last-minute encryption before searching through the systems for information on what she sought, as well as their recent plans and anything they had on the being she had just witnessed.

It would take a few moments for the computer system to pull up the information requested, the system seeming sluggish, possibly from the damage the ship had sustained.

Once it did though, things got interesting. It seemed these Klarnell had been tasked with not only taking live prisoners from the planet below them, but had also been studying specific genetic sequences. There was a process listed that roughly translated to the word 'ascension', which was mentioned many times.

As for the being they had seen, it seemed the Klarnell knew OF it, but not a great deal about it. Some form of pure energy being it seemed, something related to a group they referred to as 'Atlanteans'. Beyond that, it seemed as if the Klarnell were attempting to duplicate a process in which they could assume a state of existence similar to that which the being she'd seen existed on, possibly to combat them, or to possibly reach a state in which they could wipe out all other non-energy life.

And of course that was when the information she sought gave her a location on the ship, at almost the same time she got another hail from Siphon.

"I think I may have found something that ... belongs to you?"

"Let's see about gettin' this copied before they decide to pull the plug, yeah?" If they had a means of plotting where the anomalies could potentially open up or, at the very least, some clue as to how the Klarnell opened them, it would be a huge breakthrough. Best to let Siphon keep working, although his opening communication with the Necron's was a bit worrying, especially at the 'awkward' remark. Knowing Siphon, it could mean anything from "The Klarnell have stolen your aesthetic" to "So, they're secretly holding one of your own and using them for experimentation and that's why they're so bloody hard to kill."

Another voice suddenly cut in on the communications channel that Siphon had been using. Solomon's tone seemed somewhat surprised as he spoke. "Siphon, I just picked up traces of gravity fluctuations further out in the system... No chronometric anomalies, so I don't think it's anything to do with the Klarnell, directly. But there might be someone... Wait, there's a... We just had a cloaked ship leave the system."

Ossuaria filed away the system's information as quickly as it was provided to her, which was painfully slow for the Phaerekh's perceptions. Necrons were familiar with beings composed of energy, and a silent command was sent back to her flagship to prepare appropriate countermeasures there, should they be necessary.

Just after, the mortal 'Siphon' contacted her. She answered the comm immediately, his message having drawn her attention, and triangulating his position in the ship. "I will be there shortly." She answered. Her Immortals had already opened the bridge directly to space, and the Night Scythe outside opened it's translocation portal into the room. She stepped into the shimmering field of energy, leaving the two small squads behind to keep the bridge secure.

Down near Siphon's position at the nearest space open to vacuum, another ship deployed it's beam, and she stepped out with a retinue of scuttling Scarabs, which began converting the nearby hull into raw materials for later use. She left them there, striding down the short hallway separating her from Siphon's position, the entire trip from the bridge taking under half a minute. "Show me." She said coolly as she entered the room.

Fixed as he was on the map, the addition of the new voice caused a slight jolt through Ian, causing him to sharply spin around. "[REDACTED]' hell," he muttered under his breath as he spotted the Necron. The fact that it was a 'non-hostile' (he still wasn't 100% sure they could be classified as 'ally' or even 'friendly') did little to relax him. Despite the not-quite-undead features, Ossuaria was still undead and that unnerved him. So did the way she walked around as though she owned the place. Confidence was key, but damn. He was curious enough about what Siphon had found to move a bit closer, now that the other captain was here, but he made sure to give her a wide berth, mostly out of respect and caution. Mostly.

"Acknowledged Solomon, see what you can find, but chances are some sort of observation craft. Guess we've drawn some interest today."


Once Ossuaria arrived, he pulled up a holographic display of a device that seemed built into the ship.

"I believe this device is what they've been using, at least in part, to track, and force open anomalies. But it wasn't until I found this that things got ... interesting."

He pulled up another image, one located within the main device itself. A power core. One that bore striking resemblance to Necron technology.

"If that's what I think it is ... I think they have something that belonged to your people. I've also found traces of the same type of technology throughout the torsion device itself. It seems it was ... integrated somehow into existing technology, fused together to create a new form of technology. Which ... I think they may have used replicator technology along side Necron tech, and possibly some of their own."

The Necron's head tilted slightly, examining the display quickly, and at least seeming to completely ignore anyone else in the room. "It is similar enough. A poor copy, not the original, and with substandard materials. Not that one would expect them to do any better." She commented. "Where is it located? I did not think you would call me down here for a schematic that you could have sent just as easily."

To that Siphon smiled slightly.

"You're right, I wouldn't have. The primary interface for it seems to be located directly below us, inside the plating between decks. A conduit runs from it through the ship, out to the front end, almost like a deflector dish, only this seems specifically designed to open anomalies. In fact ... I think I may be able to figure out how to operate the thing, even integrate their tech, without any nasty side effects mind you, into other tech. In short, I think we can use this to gain a better understanding of where and more importantly, when they come from. Perhaps even ... liberate those they've taken as prisoner, some of them may have useful information."

He paused before adding.

"That's also part of why I had you come down here, attempting to salvage this ... well it started with some of your technology. Didn't seem right to not involve you and ask about it."

The Necron gave a small burst of static as Siphon described how it was set up. "Inefficient. It's a wonder they got any effect from it at all." She answered, Twisting her staff weapon upside down and tapping the electric end on the bulkhead below. A few seconds later, skittering sounds accompanied a small swarm of scarabs arriving from the same door she had, each about 4 inches long, skittering to her feet and starting to eat away at the bulkhead below them to open up a way to the mechanism. "You may want to step back."