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William Liam Tinmall @sir_fire @jamesonjustjameson <<<Ø>>> The situation, now thankfully resolved thanks to the golden warrior, Liam decided to dismount from the NULL, letting the Point Zero engine cool down as the gray machine crouched. Grabbing on the line installed for easier dismount, Jameson saw a short, young man with dark gray hair messily combed out of his eyes, and a white lab coat covered his piloting suit alongside the military rank, only leaving the logo of the test team visible. "So... uh, you are Jameson? It's nice to finally meet you face to face. It might sound hollow, but I apologize for my teammate's actions, you are not the only one he armed today with his hastiness..."

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> Once again, Valrin made everything worse for everyone. Not even a full day and the behavior rears its head regularly, almost like clockwork, only sometimes it was stopped by the words of the golden armored warrior. This time, the Inquisitor was focused on the new machine that just landed, one that almost looked familiar to the scientist, attacking it with his psyker powers and making the Gundam (?) malfunction. "Valrin, is that necessary?" he mumbled to himself, reading the message from the new pilot trying to make the best first impression he could. Which were already damaged by Valrin's actions... "Hello there." he transmitted, the channel open for all to listen, "I am scientific officer William Tinmall, everyone calls me Liam. We are castaways by a spacetime anomaly and currently under Ceran protection. Are you the same as us?"

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> It took a few seconds to calibrate the long range sensors, but as soon as Liam did it he was surprised to see a ship coming into view. The display made him even more curious about what kind of technology the Imperium was mounting on it's troops, as the power armor had an effective sensor range way above even the optimazed ptics of the Null. It trully was fascinating...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> "Alright then... ok" Getting back into the NULL, after the previous hour of revelation, threats and an attempted murder, was probably the most relaxing thing ever. The shoulder still produced alert reports, but overall the logs were mostly positive, showing that the Cerans made all the right steps to ensure that it was in working condition and flight capable. they ever filled the fuel cartriges. "William Tinmall, NULL, ready to take off." After getting the coordinates, he set the flight path and entered cruise mode, using the time he had before launch to compile everything he was learning into a journal. It wasn't anything scientific, just something that he liked to do to put his thoughts into (virtual) paper, but thins time he used almost 3 full pages to express everything. 'And the day isn't over yet...' "So they got it?" It was disappointing not getting the chance to fly again, but at least there was no chance of entering into a weird fight...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> At the weird and boastful declaration, Liam just blinked, incredulous, yet the thought of this man twice his size keeping out with the Null and the other MSes didn't seem so out of place. He saw the visions from Valrin, the size of the Ship, the impossibilities that kept on coming and were accepted as common sense, so the golden warrior following hem on foot was... yeah, it made twisted sense. "I guess..." at this point, Liam just wanted to be in the cockpit, hidden from view, but his sensibilities forced him to ask: "I can still take you, if you want. The Null has weapon hardpoints I can free up a hand..."

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> Liam began sputtering, clearly unsure how to defend himself fron the Imperium crew's accusations, however his mumbling was stopped by a rumble in the distance, a colorful explosion that reminded him of the portal that brought him here in the first place. "I offer to come as well," he tried to say diplomatically, even if is words came in unsure stutters, "the Null, my machine, is equipped with an advanced sensor suite, maybe I can track where it landed?" Reminded himself of the portal that he so stubbornly kept on analizing, Liam hoped that he could use the data aquired to make sense of what was happening.

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> It... was not... 'What was happening right now?' At first, the sudden appearance of the golden armored giant was seen by Liam as yet another impossibiliy adding to the pile, a weight on his soul as more and more things piled up higher. However, I seemed like the story was even moree complicated, as the commanding voice, the presence that he felt, evaporated after speaking to both Valrin and general Granger about plans and lives a currency. To then pivot to a celebration of life lived to fulfil a duty... It was surreal to see the Giant confused by what was happening, like what happened just a few moments ago was something else pupeteering the body, yet instead of horror everyone was reacting as if they witnesses a miracle or the apparition of something greater. Which, after what he witnessed in the ship, was not a good thing. "I... we... just tried to help the people involved in the wreck, then we tried to contain the creatures, then we are trying...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> "Franz...?" A lot happened in the space of a few seconds: a manic shout from a man recieving the full brunt of Valrin's psychic assault, the mad dash of the lizardfolk trying to stop him from making something foolish, his fellow pilots preparing for the worst. Then there was light. Honestly, Liam was never sure if the armor that they found in the ruins of the massive ship was empty or not. After all, between what happened on the ship and the revelation of Ignous true nature, this could have been anything from an object of worship to an empty husk. However, there was no denying what he was seeing, what he was feeling. And what he was feeling was Grandeur, staring in the face of something truly marvelus, a case study worthy of a doctorate dissertation even if no one could truly comprehend it. But why he had his Brother's voice? Why was he speaking with that tone of disapointment so profound that it weighted on his self worth? Was it wrong to feel...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> At Granger's first threat, a spike of anger lit up in Liam, reminded of the people that almost took his research from him as soon as it was proving succsesful. He couldn't let the Null fall into the hands of yet another military, to be nothing more than a tool to kill countless people, even if he didn't have the same barganing power as before he had to try. However, as soon as he was about to speak up, Valrin threatened them all with a nuke... "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?" It took the scienist a moment to realize he was the one that shouted, yet he now found himself standing up facing the Imperial pilot, trying to shake off a twitch in his finger. His trigger finger. "I apologize for the outburst," Liam said, "I'll accept the position, I'll even add my technical expertise, but please let's not do anything hasty... both of you... please."

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> With a speed that almost gave him neck damage, Liam started to flap him mouth soundlesly, flabrgasted at Valrin's blatant disrespect. Did he want to make everyone an enemy? He was the one that was causing a mess whenever he went, and Daniel and Liam had to try and patch things up. His MS had tried to shot him and they were still willing to help, why drill them for doing the bare minimum when dealing with unknown pilots? "Yeah, this is not the place to make these kinds of accusation, right?" Liam turned towards his companions as if searching for approval, but he noticed soon enough that there wasn't any approval to speak of. "I'll... just shut up..."

Willian Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> The confirmation of their new placement on the Sunrider was oddly conformting for Liam: it was a familiar position, very close to what he was already doing before he was involved with that space anomaly, even if in a much reduced role. Maybe he could ask to be put on more exploratory missions? It would be a nice change of pace from what they had to endure on that massive craft... Actually, if anything like that was going to become a regular thing, he will probably be needed to stop Valrin fron mingwiping everyone, in some way... Maybe Vicious had some information on the matter. "So we are officially a team now? I guess we fought well in that wreck, but I am not used to it. All the test I did on the Nul was 1-on-1 skirmishes or flights to stress out the reactor..." Once again, the scientist's mind was distracted bu thought of his machine, nervous about the idea of leaving it with the Cerran, but after Valrin's stunt, it was probably not wise to ask...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> All Liam wanted to do right now was to curl up into the Null's cockpit and ignore everything that was going on in this ship. Instead, he was treated like a criminal by the people that had way more power over them, trying to reason with a trigger happy pilot that resolved all his problems with a psychic assault on his enemies. "Please, Valrin," he started, internally cringing at how petulant his voice was right now, "You have tried to interfere in every situation since we landed here. Just... stop..." Already prepared for the eventual fallout, Liam started to look at bth sides of the argument, and trying to not react with surprise and confusion at Vicious true face.

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> The question left Liam perplexed: there were supposed to be guards stopping him? It made sense sure, but he found nothing in the hallways suggesting that, meaning that they just left for some reason or another. If the interrogation taught him anything, it was that the Cerran were overzealous to a fault, always trying to get the information they needed, so why... ... He met Valrin in the hallways, coming to the interrogation even if the next one to be processed should have been Daniel... 'Great Scott, what did he do?' "I'm sure this is some kind of misunderstanding. I was released from the interrogation not to long ago and I was trying to reach the Hangar to oversee the repairs on the NULL. If you are worried, I can wait here untill you can assign me an escort, if not escort me yourselves." Liam was trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible, raising his hands up in addition to his already slitly hunched posture. Admittedly, he never tought as...

William Liam Tinall <<<Ø>>> "I... uh...ok. I'll let you go inside for your interrogation then..." Liam moved over, letting Valrin pass on to the meeting room, while he decided to go to the hangars to check on the Null. He said to the officer that he would provide proof of what he claimed, so he would: the cameras should have been on and the digital signature on the OS would match his credentials. Assuming said officer would remember his conversation after Valrin finished with him.

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> The uncomfortable silence lasted for a bit while Liam mumbled to himself about possible applications, but he soon rose his eyes as he finally registered Valrin answer. While it didn't shock him in the slightest, but he was disappointed by that reality. "Not even a sample of the armor?" he asked, already deep down knowing the answer.

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> 'Great Scott, it might be a little too late for that...' Liam did not believe that Valrin could convince that officier any more that he was already convinced himself that Liam lied, but mentally the scientist already lamented the total wipe that the Inquisitor pilot was aboout to do, either by words alone or aided by his powers. Also, his deflection made him think that Ignes was still angry, so that didn't bode well. "That is a sensible plan, even if I don't know if he would be willing to share it. Maybe he would be more favourable if we shared something of our own? I'm willing to share, are you?"

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> With a slow nod, Liam took his leave in a slow cadence, sighing all the way. He told the truth, and yet he had the impression that he was not believed in any way. And could blame them? It was a nonsensical story of universes collapsing and demons emerging, but he lived it, he fought them and... People died because of them... Char, impaled by a giant sword. The priest, was flayed to death by countless things all crawling on him. The people that he had been trying to protect were all gone because they had been deemed lost to the corruption. People like Valrin could say that it was their duty to cleanse them from this world for the crime of being alive after surviving those horrors, but what could he say, an ignorant, of their customs? "As long as he keeps trying to force his way into my mind, many things. Can I create something to manage that?" @Sigismund When he saw Valrin on the other side of the door, Liam cringed internally, almost expecting...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> The accusation made Liam stumble on his words, genuinely confused by the officer's words and aggression. He didn't lie, at all, he was fumbling and mumbling, yes, but he had tried to be cooperative and tell everything he could share and possibly more knowing what Valrin considered to be necessary knowledge. Was he skeptical since the beginning? Was this interrogation just a farce, a way to look for a reason to send them all to jail? "Again, call them however you like, but we met a red, horned figure with leathery wings, purple androgynous monsters with pincers instead of arms, and green bloated things that bleed something rancid. Probably those were different kinds of alien lifeforms, but how it felt inside that ship..." The memory alone was unpleasant, the whispers that promised everything and nothing at the same time, the most hidden knowledge and the most extreme sensations. The method of communication is similar to what Valrin did but much more...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> At that question, Liam visibly gulped, still unsettled by what he had to endure inside the hangars of the ruined city-sized ship, as well as what Valrin showed him in his mind. The feeling of wrongness, a building disgust for each and every one of the four kinds of demons... it was too much. "The soldiers described it as a memetic hazard, something that can cause harm just by virtue of knowing it. However, I believe that people should know the dangers ahead, because going against something which you know nothing about is a foolish endeavor... so... Great Scott, please give me a moment..." He took a breath, then a second, and even then he didn't manage to calm himself. that laugh as they descended on the downed soldier. "The simple answer is demons. Or a lifeform that closely mimics what we as a species call demons. Some of them even closely resembled classical descriptions, while others were more... esoteric. Still, they said that more will come if...

William Liam Tinmall <<<Ø>>> The question made the scientist blink a few times, because from an ousider's point of view it really didn't make sense. However, Liam couldn't help but cuckle at the memory, even a year later, because that was the moment in which his life took a turn for the weird and dangerous. "It's a funny story actually: I was on the team that built the reactor, the ZPE core, and we had just placed it inside a generic chassis." Liam begn, clearly remembering the day and how unimpressed he was with the X-100 frame they had to work with, feeling as if the people behind the project didn't believe in it at all and just giving them whatever was remained laying around from the G-Project. "We were expecting the test pilot, an army Captain that had experience with mobile suits, however it came the news that he had to cancel last minute to return to Earth. I was surrounded by technicians and scientist celebrating the succesfull 'Marriage', when I heard that the entire...