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"Ah yes, the meeting with the local chapter of the Mechanicus. I'm hoping they will be somewhat more cooperative than those Navy men at the dinner." Zander pauses a moment to ensure the seal on a connection with a pack of nutrient paste is good. He then continues, talking over a series of wet...

"It would appear that these ones would rather glut themselves on the sounds of their own voices and every morsel within easy reach than bother to act like civilized men," observes Zander, not to the Navy officers but to his companions. He turns to the others seated around him. "Has anyone...

Zander pulls his gaze from the view out the foyer window as partygoers around him begin to make their way to dinner. He starts towards the dining room with the others, attempting to find his companions in the crowd. Perhaps some of the others have managed to extract some useful intelligence in...

Zander likewise wanders the room, keeping his ears open for any useful information. He eventually finds himself by the window, half trying to eavesdrop on nearby conversations and half contemplating the vast expanse of space that he would likely soon be venturing into. Whoops double rolled...

Zander takes a few moments to gaze upon the glow globe chandelier and ponder its workings. Do the differing colors come from the material of the globes or the character of the light within? Do they perhaps spin about, simulating a star system? Zander has seen miniature orreries before, but...

Zander approaches the servant, using his shock staff as a walking stick. He has left his lasgun behind and brought the staff instead as it is emblazoned with the cog of the Mechanicus and is a more fitting ceremonial weapon for occasions like this. "Is this going to be a bother?" Zander asks...

"I am sure that these refreshments are of the highest quality, but my needs differ somewhat," Zander explains, gesturing at the grille and assorted mechanisms that have replaced parts of his face and throat. "If you have any sort of standard nutrient paste or similar nutritional preparations...

Zander has been standing quietly to the side while Mordekai and Thraxus dealt with the wounded man, but now steps forward to speak. "Was Mitchell one of the ones who attacked us? What does he look like?" Zander asks the wounded man. "If he was one of the ones who escaped, or if he did not...

Zander moves down the middle of the train car to stand next to Dallion. I don't actually know which pictures are for which character! Is that up somewhere in email/on the wordpress site? Assume for now I'm in Column 5 next to Dallion. "Please, let me," Zander tells Dallion, as he lays a hand...

Zander sets his lasgun to semi-automatic mode and takes aim at the gunman stalking up the train (L3). "Eight? Well, one at a time," Zander mutters to himself as he pulls the trigger.

Zander moves next to the window [G4] and crouches as he unslings his lasgun from his back. "Was that four attackers? Did we get any?"

"Do you really think something might happen here? That these refugees would become violent? If you think it could be a while before the train gets going again, we might even be able to send Brother Jorald out for a look around, perhaps to see how bad the blockage really is." Zander notices...

"I agree completely, though I might have a bit of a bias," Zander remarks to his companions. "I had intended to visit the local tech-priests in any case. Our databanks seem to be somewhat sparse on intelligence about the Expanse and its denizens. I was hoping to barter for information, but...

As Zander moves about his quarters gathering his weapons and equipment he intones a prayer to the Omnissiah, asking for success and safety in the tasks ahead. "I wonder if the Mechanicus here have better data stores regarding the perils of the Expanse," Zander ponders to himself as he finishes...

Zander gives thanks to the spirit of the cogitator then gets to work compiling the results into a report for the captain to be sent to his personal throne. Captain, Per your request, here is an outline of possible lines of inquiry for employment or information in Port Wander: Imperial Navy -...

How closely interfaced are the ships systems? For instance, Thraxus has a display in his command throne. If I were to put together a brief report about who we might contact when we get closer to Port Wander (or some things we could ask Mortanius to request via Astropath communication) could I...

"Certainly, Captain. I will see if the Wind has picked up any broadcasts from nearby or if we received any contract data before heading this way." Zander moves back towards the bridge terminal he was using earlier, the interface cable sliding out of his sleeve as he does so. "I can also...

The red-cloaked man detaches a cable from a nearby terminal. With a whirring noise it retracts back into his sleeve and out of sight. He turns to face Bromidus and inclines his head slightly in a shallow bow. He appears to be bulkier than most men but a careful glance reveals the sharp angles...