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[Iron K]

"Fuck Off! I'm not going anywhere against my will!" Skive screams. Trying to bring forth his powers, and freeze his cuffs and the surrounding area.

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[Thugren]

The air around you freezes. The two saints subduing you are bathed in a sheet of solid ice . The handcuffs break but something seems off .


The ice is cracking, the commander that has spoken to you is cocking his head am an incredible cold blows through the cracks of you're ice.



" you will go boy..... Or you will die..."

[Iron K]

"Well, if you put it like that.." Skive says through gritted teeth. Not really intending to let them have their way, but understanding that this was not the time for him to fight free, Skive follows the guards.

[Thugren]

you are grabbed by the back of your neck and shoved into the back of a vehicle.

the commander sits beside you and you feel the air around him is cold, painfully so.


"smart boy.....I dont need any more blood on my hands today."

[Iron K]

"So do you mind telling me where the fuck you're taking me, and why..?" Skive said and gave him a killing gaze. All while he desperately sought a way out of the situation.

[Thugren]

The commander smiles, removing his helm to show a clean shaven face.


" by our creed we should drag you Ilim chains and take you for dissection . But we need cryomancers to help with the fight. I will bring you to my superior .... As long as you don't try anything stupid you will be left alive."

[Iron K]

"'Dissection'? Charming... What fight? You seemed to handle yourself pretty damn well back there! Besides, you could have asked nicely to start with.."

[Thugren]

The man looks at you.

"I am protecting you boy.... You are of y kind... I must maintain a certiain facade... I won't let them hurt you boy."

[Iron K]

"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize that this was for my own protection..." Skive says with a tone full of sarcasm while indicating his cuffs.
"You have to excuse me, but this situation is a little bit too much for me to handle.. And I still don't know anything about it! So if you would be so kind to tell me a bit more about all of this?!"

[Thugren]

The man smiles, opening a small port on his armor to show a faintly glowing blue orb.

" the war saints are mutant hunters... Sometimes you cannot hunt what you cannot understand.. They want you dead... I am offering your chance to avoid that life

[Iron K]

Skive looks at him suspiciously, but at least he has calmed down a bit. After sitting silent for a while, he shrugs and speaks once more:
"Well, I never liked the idea of dying.. So I guess I have no choice but to trust you. For now at least.. So, what is going to happen next?"

[Thugren]

The commander closes the port on his armor.

" you will be taken into citadel and processed. From there you will be marked and I will take you to intake where you will be bonded to me until you undergo your probationary period

[Iron K]

"Excuse me?! 'Processed', 'marked', 'bonded' and 'probationary period'? What the fuck does all that mean?!" Skive says while looking in pure confusion at the commander.

[Thugren]

The commander smiles.

" you are being inducted into the saints boy.... Like I was years ago,"

[Iron K]

"Hmh.. Well, I was thinking about declining, but I'm starting to feel I don't have a say in this.." Skive says dryly, while lifting his shackled hands.

[Thugren]

The man undies the shackles, his face creased by a smile.

" it's not all that bad.... We have great food..... Just avoid the pot pies."

The apc rumbles to a stop and he stands.

[Iron K]

Skive looks at the man. A thought started to grow in his mind. He had come here because of a bar conversation. Now he had been taken to another path. Maybe this was meant to be? Maybe he should walk down this path to see what it would take him. For now anyway..

[Thugren]

The door opens and you see the light spill in. The city is massive, based in the rich side of Detroit city the sprawling sanctuary is a sight to behold. Huge white buildings raise to the sky and the war saints bustle about trying to get te days work done.

You are quickly lead through intake, branded bonded to your friend who says nothing through the entire ordeal. After several hours you awake in a small cell, naked with a small bump on your arm.


There is a knock and the door opens, the commander from the apc is there, holding a war sait uniform and has all of your weapons and effects.

" suit up .... We have to see tw garrison father before we get our first job."

[Thugren]

Update you angry swede?!

[Iron K]

[spoiler=ooc]
Okay, okay, calm down..
I was just thinking about what to answer.
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Quite confused from the recent hours events, Skive start going through the gear that apparently was his to wear, because he had no intention to keep being naked.. Finding the small bump he looks perplexed at the commander.
"Something you mind explaining?" He asks, while indicating the bump.