#avian hazard | Rook

[kingedbishop]

Rook chuckled, "Like dragons?"

"Thank you for the suggestion, but I have my own methods." Willow politely declined, "I will investigate on my own at first and avoid all the unwanted attention I would receive if I were to start approaching androids out of the blue."

"If I were to guess, you aren't too fond of androids." Bishop pointed, heading for the portal.

"I'm entirely indifferent to them. It would simply be inconvenient to pry any information from them while under the scrutiny of some of the most obtuse humans on the planet."

The conversation was put on hold as both Bishop and Willow headed off to check on the progress. Rook would almost find it funny, if only Bishop wasn't the most horrible person she had ever had the misfortune of meeting.

She would stick with Strasky for now. He was visibly upset. "I guess it was like looking at an old family album. At least they'll be back soon." She gave him a pat on the back, "I guess we can do that. Let's go ask who's tagging along for this."

"Really? Wandering souls are where you draw the line?"

"Now, you must know that Willow here is a strongly opinionated person." Bishop chided, "Nothing of what you're saying will change her mind."

"Agent Bishop is correct." Willow confirmed, stepping away from the ARK, "Although I must agree with Carl as well. I shall look for a competent technician, who's most likely to be able to hold a secret and who isn't a miserable excuse for a human being. Then, I will murder Kamski."

It was the casual tone of it that amused him the most. "Well, if we're done here, we should return to the lab."

Rook gently nudged Strasky's arm, "Are you okay?"

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"Pleasure doing business with you." he replied.

"Go fuck yourself!" The doors were shut just a second too late, it seemed. Rook still wasn't about to sit quietly, though her anger quickly turned into frustrated sulking as she leaned slightly on Strasky, "I don't like he's got the chance to use your friends against you."

Bishop bumped his fist on top of the van. As it drove off, the old agent turned away and quickly rejoined his men. There was a lot of work to do before they could move on from this disaster of a mission.

He smiled back a bit, mainly out of habit as smiling is what he usually did and would do so whenever acceptable. He was just a generally happy person, and that was something he was fine with.

"Alright, sounds good." He nodded as he helped Rook into the vehicle before he spoke with her.

"Maybe at the end of the ride, if not... I'm sure I can figure out something." He would do his best if that was the case, and he had a few ideas of how to remove them as they probably wouldn't effect him.

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There was no resistance from either. Rook was still dealing with all the extra energy she had absorbed from the explosion and was surprisingly warm, even for her standards. While as far as Bishop was concerned, he was done with both and had no reason to get any closer to the entrance than he already was. He didn't trust Shade not to get up to any nonsense now that he was free to roam again.

"As I said, she's free to go." the agent replied calmly, "I got what I wanted. Now, I would appreciate it if you could both take your leave."

"Well, I could use a ride home." Rook said, "And I'd rather not stay around to see how many missiles Bishop can shoot at you. We should really go, Shade."

All things considered, throwing herself in the middle of an explosion and looking just a little aloof afterwards was quite the achievement. She was just a little stiff, what with the current state of her body.

"…Oh. It's still there." The flames bent at an angle and coalesced to form Rook's missing arm. "Good as new! Are you also in your right mind, Bishop? I don't want to spend the night here troubleshooting your stupid brain."

Bishop tugged at the lapels of his coat, finally content with the way he looked. "You're free to go."

Well, she didn't need to be told twice. Rook walked to the hangar door and raised the orb. What definitely wasn't a moment of hesitation was quickly replaced by a chuckle as the arcane trap lit up. "I choose you, Pikachu."

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"Really? Wandering souls are where you draw the line?"

"Now, you must know that Willow here is a strongly opinionated person." Bishop chided, "Nothing of what you're saying will change her mind."

"Agent Bishop is correct." Willow confirmed, stepping away from the ARK, "Although I must agree with Carl as well. I shall look for a competent technician, who's most likely to be able to hold a secret and who isn't a miserable excuse for a human being. Then, I will murder Kamski."

It was the casual tone of it that amused him the most. "Well, if we're done here, we should return to the lab."

Rook gently nudged Strasky's arm, "Are you okay?"

"It's the same stuff as always, you've just got to get used to the ghosts." Rook quickly returned her attention to Strasky once he finally woke up. It was evident she was getting frustrated with this many people around.

"I will send instructions to have a unit shipped to us ASAP." Willow reassured, stepping aside to peek at the list Strasky was writing.

Bishop did the same, though he was mainly curious to see how many people had agreed to their offer. "That went surprisingly smoothly." he mused.

"I shall hold onto those scans. We have procedures for the conservation of constructs. As for the bodies, I suppose I could get in touch with Cyberlife."

The cyborg's reaction greatly amused the agent, who immediately attempted to prod her for more information. "Is this another Arasaka sort of deal?"

"Worse, they’re based in Detroit. And to be completely honest with all of you, I might send a self driving bus after their founder and the entire board of directors one of these days." Willow stated, before sighing, "But only after ordering some custom androids from them."

Well, at least Bishop found all of that funny.

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"It's the same stuff as always, you've just got to get used to the ghosts." Rook quickly returned her attention to Strasky once he finally woke up. It was evident she was getting frustrated with this many people around.

"I will send instructions to have a unit shipped to us ASAP." Willow reassured, stepping aside to peek at the list Strasky was writing.

Bishop did the same, though he was mainly curious to see how many people had agreed to their offer. "That went surprisingly smoothly." he mused.

"I shall hold onto those scans. We have procedures for the conservation of constructs. As for the bodies, I suppose I could get in touch with Cyberlife."

The cyborg's reaction greatly amused the agent, who immediately attempted to prod her for more information. "Is this another Arasaka sort of deal?"

"Worse, they’re based in Detroit. And to be completely honest with all of you, I might send a self driving bus after their founder and the entire board of directors one of these days." Willow stated, before sighing, "But only after ordering some custom androids from them."

Well, at least Bishop found all of that funny.

"Let me guess, you guys got too cool to enjoy the nice things of life around 2063."

There was no reason for Rook to be so stubborn about the issue. Perhaps she was still exhausted and more than ever couldn't accept the idea of giving up food.

Or maybe she was just bored. Willow would have investigated as soon as she was done with her current tasks. It was bad enough she had to deal with Bishop at the moment. The ARK was hardly something worth studying as far as the EPF went. He was just being nosy.

"I can provide a portable unit that will be more compact and easier to interact with than..." she motioned to Strasky, "...any of this."

All things considered, she couldn't blame Rook for complaining about doing all this in the formless void of her pocket dimension.

"Perhaps you should have Strasky report on this. It might help those scans make up their minds before the end of the century." Bishop mused.

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"Let me guess, you guys got too cool to enjoy the nice things of life around 2063."

There was no reason for Rook to be so stubborn about the issue. Perhaps she was still exhausted and more than ever couldn't accept the idea of giving up food.

Or maybe she was just bored. Willow would have investigated as soon as she was done with her current tasks. It was bad enough she had to deal with Bishop at the moment. The ARK was hardly something worth studying as far as the EPF went. He was just being nosy.

"I can provide a portable unit that will be more compact and easier to interact with than..." she motioned to Strasky, "...any of this."

All things considered, she couldn't blame Rook for complaining about doing all this in the formless void of her pocket dimension.

"Perhaps you should have Strasky report on this. It might help those scans make up their minds before the end of the century." Bishop mused.

"Well, if you guys are fine with not eating anymore…" It was better than being a doorbell, but it still didn't seem right to assume after all the difficulties Strasky had while going to back to his own body. Rook gave a shrug, shifting her attention to her double.

"Blueprints and notes." Bishop hummed, snatching some of the blueprints, "You're forced to work in such impossible conditions."

"My efficiency isn't hindered by the means through which information is provided to me." the cyborg replied, "Do feel free to provide your expertize on the topic, doctor. I'm perfectly capable of holding multiple conversations at once as well."

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"Well, if you guys are fine with not eating anymore…" It was better than being a doorbell, but it still didn't seem right to assume after all the difficulties Strasky had while going to back to his own body. Rook gave a shrug, shifting her attention to her double.

"Blueprints and notes." Bishop hummed, snatching some of the blueprints, "You're forced to work in such impossible conditions."

"My efficiency isn't hindered by the means through which information is provided to me." the cyborg replied, "Do feel free to provide your expertize on the topic, doctor. I'm perfectly capable of holding multiple conversations at once as well."

"I feel like we should have moved the ARK somewhere else before doing this." Rook mused, watching Strasky. She would keep a close eye on him, if her pupils shifting to red were anything to go by.

She briefly glanced back to Carl, "Yes, I take it. I just figured the android option wouldn't be very popular after the Mockingbirds and everything."

"We will discuss that matter at a later time." Willow interjected, "Mine isn't a lack of trust. I simply wish to have a look at the ARK as it is now, before we start removing its inhabitants and so on. Learning more about your technology will help me ensure a smoother transition than anything Strasky had to deal with."

And she knew Bishop was just as curious. The man was standing just a notch too close for her liking, as he was used to do whenever he demanded to be made part of whatever research his subordinates were working on. He wouldn't have stopped until provided with some insight on what was going on inside the simulation.

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"I feel like we should have moved the ARK somewhere else before doing this." Rook mused, watching Strasky. She would keep a close eye on him, if her pupils shifting to red were anything to go by.

She briefly glanced back to Carl, "Yes, I take it. I just figured the android option wouldn't be very popular after the Mockingbirds and everything."

"We will discuss that matter at a later time." Willow interjected, "Mine isn't a lack of trust. I simply wish to have a look at the ARK as it is now, before we start removing its inhabitants and so on. Learning more about your technology will help me ensure a smoother transition than anything Strasky had to deal with."

And she knew Bishop was just as curious. The man was standing just a notch too close for her liking, as he was used to do whenever he demanded to be made part of whatever research his subordinates were working on. He wouldn't have stopped until provided with some insight on what was going on inside the simulation.

"I appreciate your cooperation. Now, do try to take some rest. There will be quite a few people wanting to hear from you in a few hours."

Or at the very least, Bishop considered himself done with this conversation. There was quite a lot of work to do and most of all, he didn't want to miss whatever had caused Willow to leave so suddenly. He stepped through, eyeing everybody present before going after the cyborg.

"Funds aren't a problem, Carthage is paying for everything." Rook reassured. Her attention was mainly on Strasky at the moment.

Willow looked at both, feeling that would be enough of an answer before placing a hand on the ARK. "Yes, I can interface with this unit. Would you like for me to report on Strasky's performance?"

She figured she should offer, given Bishop was about to join them as well. The man could be very insistent when his curiosity was picked.

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"I appreciate your cooperation. Now, do try to take some rest. There will be quite a few people wanting to hear from you in a few hours."

Or at the very least, Bishop considered himself done with this conversation. There was quite a lot of work to do and most of all, he didn't want to miss whatever had caused Willow to leave so suddenly. He stepped through, eyeing everybody present before going after the cyborg.

"Funds aren't a problem, Carthage is paying for everything." Rook reassured. Her attention was mainly on Strasky at the moment.

Willow looked at both, feeling that would be enough of an answer before placing a hand on the ARK. "Yes, I can interface with this unit. Would you like for me to report on Strasky's performance?"

She figured she should offer, given Bishop was about to join them as well. The man could be very insistent when his curiosity was picked.

"I expect you to take appropriate action." And take over with the babysitting. He still understood why Strasky insisted in attempting to get along. He had done nothing to encourage that behavior.

"And if he attempts to avoid you, you should inquire the cyborg or the mutated snails about it."

"DNA can be found if you know where to look. I'm sure Willow can give you some advice on the matter. There's a bunch of things to keep in mind with clones and you guys want to hear about that with the mess that happened with the scans." Rook advised, "And I mean it. Don't start going loopy because Willow's going to kick Catherine's robotic butt if anyone else gives themselves an aneurysm over who's real and who's not."

It would be quite disappointing to go through all the pain of gathering DNA to make clones, only for them to be rejected. Rook eyed Simon, rolling her eyes, "Just tell him to fuck off. That works in every century."

Willow glanced back to the portal as Rook adjusted the angle to let her see what Strasky was up to. She excused herself for a moment and stepped through, heading over to the ARK. "I would like to assist."

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"I expect you to take appropriate action." And take over with the babysitting. He still understood why Strasky insisted in attempting to get along. He had done nothing to encourage that behavior.

"And if he attempts to avoid you, you should inquire the cyborg or the mutated snails about it."

"DNA can be found if you know where to look. I'm sure Willow can give you some advice on the matter. There's a bunch of things to keep in mind with clones and you guys want to hear about that with the mess that happened with the scans." Rook advised, "And I mean it. Don't start going loopy because Willow's going to kick Catherine's robotic butt if anyone else gives themselves an aneurysm over who's real and who's not."

It would be quite disappointing to go through all the pain of gathering DNA to make clones, only for them to be rejected. Rook eyed Simon, rolling her eyes, "Just tell him to fuck off. That works in every century."

Willow glanced back to the portal as Rook adjusted the angle to let her see what Strasky was up to. She excused herself for a moment and stepped through, heading over to the ARK. "I would like to assist."

"This is the most relaxed I've seen him all day. He was way too eager to throw himself at the mutants. His behavior endangered the mission in multiple occasions."

And some would call his behavior snitching. But really, he was only reporting to Strasky's superior as a good senior officer always should.

"You can fix everything if you can afford it." Rook replied, "Terry will get a new pair of eyes once we figure out how to make him stop looking like a raging burnt pancake, or they won't fit."

She turned to watch Willow go off to talk to the medical team. Managing operations came natural to her kind and by the looks of it, she managed to look as imposing as Bishop without being as unpleasant.

No wonder the two got along.

"We figured we should ask who wants to stay in the ARK and who'd want a new body. It'd take some time, but there's still more stuff we can try. Clones might be an option and, well, I don't know how that guy. He's kind of an ass, maybe we should stick him in a Roomba."

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"This is the most relaxed I've seen him all day. He was way too eager to throw himself at the mutants. His behavior endangered the mission in multiple occasions."

And some would call his behavior snitching. But really, he was only reporting to Strasky's superior as a good senior officer always should.

"You can fix everything if you can afford it." Rook replied, "Terry will get a new pair of eyes once we figure out how to make him stop looking like a raging burnt pancake, or they won't fit."

She turned to watch Willow go off to talk to the medical team. Managing operations came natural to her kind and by the looks of it, she managed to look as imposing as Bishop without being as unpleasant.

No wonder the two got along.

"We figured we should ask who wants to stay in the ARK and who'd want a new body. It'd take some time, but there's still more stuff we can try. Clones might be an option and, well, I don't know how that guy. He's kind of an ass, maybe we should stick him in a Roomba."

"It's highly unlikely he changed his mind, but we are more than able to limit the damage he can cause."

Even though he wouldn't mind it if Ross attempted something. He was a fool, an abomination and Bishop just didn't like him. Nobody would miss him anyway, they might as well sign him up for their volunteer program.

"Good. It will not go wasted."

He couldn't wait to get to studying what he retrieved. But with so many infected flooding in, somebody had to stay around to keep an eye on the operation. He didn't like to give up on security like this, but the cyborg would not allow otherwise. At least he knew his men were ready to storm the laboratory, if necessary.

"...Strasky, go help your colleagues." he ordered. At least that should stop the mumbling.

"All the necessary spare parts are being delivered as we speak." Willow reassured, "I will coordinate the medical staff to ensure as many can be tended to without my direct supervision. Now, I must get back to work. Rook?"

"I'll handle the Proxies. I can teleport them out of here to where they're needed. You guys don't worry about it."

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"It's highly unlikely he changed his mind, but we are more than able to limit the damage he can cause."

Even though he wouldn't mind it if Ross attempted something. He was a fool, an abomination and Bishop just didn't like him. Nobody would miss him anyway, they might as well sign him up for their volunteer program.

"Good. It will not go wasted."

He couldn't wait to get to studying what he retrieved. But with so many infected flooding in, somebody had to stay around to keep an eye on the operation. He didn't like to give up on security like this, but the cyborg would not allow otherwise. At least he knew his men were ready to storm the laboratory, if necessary.

"...Strasky, go help your colleagues." he ordered. At least that should stop the mumbling.

"All the necessary spare parts are being delivered as we speak." Willow reassured, "I will coordinate the medical staff to ensure as many can be tended to without my direct supervision. Now, I must get back to work. Rook?"

"I'll handle the Proxies. I can teleport them out of here to where they're needed. You guys don't worry about it."

"Ross has been successfully contained, as was the WAU. He will not be go about causing any trouble while we study his mutations."

There was some real effort to sound professional right there. Bishop briefly eyed Strasky, scowling at his apparent disinterest for the conversation. He would have expected more enthusiasm from him after all the fuss about Strohmeier specifically.

Whatever. It just meant they could get back to work faster.

"Quite the opposite. We retrieved both the staff and some of the equipment. Overall, I consider that a fruitful mission."

Bishop couldn't help a smile there, even though it hardly looked reassuring. He was content with how their trip went. Curing a few mutants was nothing too troublesome in exchange for a few improvements to their arsenal.

"So who do I need to bring along?" Rook asked her double.

"We will tend to the rest of Terry's victims, as well as the man himself. I've been informed he was briefly a guest of the EPF, therefore they are prepared to welcome him accordingly." Willow explained, "Further accommodations are being prepared for the Proxies. Doctor Stockman is a genetics expert, he should be able to find a way to reverse their mutations."

"Got it!" Rook gave a thumbs up.

"Oh, and bring Waldeck as well. His new lungs just came in."

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"Ross has been successfully contained, as was the WAU. He will not be go about causing any trouble while we study his mutations."

There was some real effort to sound professional right there. Bishop briefly eyed Strasky, scowling at his apparent disinterest for the conversation. He would have expected more enthusiasm from him after all the fuss about Strohmeier specifically.

Whatever. It just meant they could get back to work faster.

"Quite the opposite. We retrieved both the staff and some of the equipment. Overall, I consider that a fruitful mission."

Bishop couldn't help a smile there, even though it hardly looked reassuring. He was content with how their trip went. Curing a few mutants was nothing too troublesome in exchange for a few improvements to their arsenal.

"So who do I need to bring along?" Rook asked her double.

"We will tend to the rest of Terry's victims, as well as the man himself. I've been informed he was briefly a guest of the EPF, therefore they are prepared to welcome him accordingly." Willow explained, "Further accommodations are being prepared for the Proxies. Doctor Stockman is a genetics expert, he should be able to find a way to reverse their mutations."

"Got it!" Rook gave a thumbs up.

"Oh, and bring Waldeck as well. His new lungs just came in."

"It was hardly any trouble." Bishop replied. It was easy to tell from the way he stood unexpressive with his hands folded behind his back that he was mainly providing lip service. He had been entirely self interested in this endeavor and was only pretending otherwise to avoid the complaints he was sure would be coming.

"We will do our best to cure Ross. What happens to him afterwards is hardly my concern, or anybody else's, I'm sure. The priority at the moment is to deprive him of his influence over machinery to ensure he doesn't cause any more trouble than he already did."

He couldn't care less about the man just like he wasn't invested in whatever was going through Strasky's mind at the moment. Bishop silently cursed the cyborg for having purposely left him behind to deal with this nonsense.

He eyed the portal, before looking back, "Strasky accepted to guide us around PATHOS-II and in turn we would have used our resources to help as much of the staff as possible. We're now tending to our end of the bargain."

Willow made her way over to where the rest of the survivors had been left and stood for a moment to allow Rook to join her. "I came to inform you that Strohmeier has been successfully cured." she announced, "The rest of Theta's staff is up next."

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"It was hardly any trouble." Bishop replied. It was easy to tell from the way he stood unexpressive with his hands folded behind his back that he was mainly providing lip service. He had been entirely self interested in this endeavor and was only pretending otherwise to avoid the complaints he was sure would be coming.

"We will do our best to cure Ross. What happens to him afterwards is hardly my concern, or anybody else's, I'm sure. The priority at the moment is to deprive him of his influence over machinery to ensure he doesn't cause any more trouble than he already did."

He couldn't care less about the man just like he wasn't invested in whatever was going through Strasky's mind at the moment. Bishop silently cursed the cyborg for having purposely left him behind to deal with this nonsense.

He eyed the portal, before looking back, "Strasky accepted to guide us around PATHOS-II and in turn we would have used our resources to help as much of the staff as possible. We're now tending to our end of the bargain."

Willow made her way over to where the rest of the survivors had been left and stood for a moment to allow Rook to join her. "I came to inform you that Strohmeier has been successfully cured." she announced, "The rest of Theta's staff is up next."

With the deed done, Willow stood back to check the readings on the monitor, as they actually made sense to her, before assessing her own conditions. It wouldn't do if she too got infected. The structure gel couldn't be allowed to freely interact with the nanites in her bloodstream.

The assessment didn't take more than an instant, though she held back while Strasky and Strohmeier talked. A few minutes would never be enough, but she understood the importance the organics attributed even to the little moments.

She came forward once she was addressed, sparing Bishop a glance as he stood at her side. Of course, he wanted to inspect her work. She would be surprised if he didn't.

"We couldn't turn our backs to your plight... regardless of who claims otherwise." She didn't need to look to know Bishop was specifically ignoring her statement, "You're very welcome and I hope you can rest easy now. I will be taking care of the rest of your colleagues in the meantime."

Willow tilted her head to the side and soon enough, a portal to the pocket dimension appeared nearby. "I will deliver the good news." she said while stepping through. Bishop took that as his cue to take over the conversation.

"We're adapting our technology. You will be moved to a regeneration chamber and will be well on your way to full recovery in 24 hours." he paused, glancing at Strasky briefly, "A deal's a deal."

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"Yeah, you need many more victims. A tragedy won't cut it, it takes many more victims. More than Bishop has caused, probably."

"Well, color me impressed." he replied sarcastically.

"It still isn't great to leave something like this around." Rook snapped her fingers and just like that, the scythe was gone, "I'll keep it in my pocket until we can figure out where it came from and why."

And perhaps they would also figure out if computers had souls. Bishop picked the first gun that caught his interest to examine it. Strasky couldn't tell him what to do. At least something in there had to be usable.

"Why waste your time with a weapon your conscience would never allow you to use when you can have this?"

She scowled at whatever passed as a shotgun, leaning against the wall, "Show me a grenade and maybe you'll catch my interest for a minute."

"There's only about sixty people here, some dead and some not. So that's good, means that thing couldn't do anything even if it was left here." That was a very reassuring thought for him, now he didn't have to be worried about what mixing magic with structure gel might do.

"Then I guess we'll just have to ask her. I mean that is if you don't have a use for that thing. If you do, you can keep it." He wasn't sure if something like the scythe would ever be useful in any situation, but he was only just now learning about magic so maybe a soul removing scythe was incredibly useful.

"Well, maybe there is enough of a sent left of those who sent it here. Might help identify a species at least." He wasn't sure if knowing the species of whatever sent it to his world would help, but it could prove interesting if they weren't human.

He looked at Rook then shrugged half heatedly. "I don't know if I believe I have one, but it sounds like you have a way to prove if one exists." He was really going to need to get a book or something on magic as learning about it would be useful for him now, seeing as he would be living in a place where it was a part of life.

The weapons Strohm had managed to get onto PATHOS-II were various laser and plasma based fire arms, one had a prism built into the barrel as a way to make a buckshot spread with a laser weapon.

Strasky got to work looking through what he had in his quarters to decide what he would take and what could stay on PATHOS-II.

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"You need something very powerful to really affect a large area in little time. Generally speaking, something this size needs many years to even cause a blip at all. And this one would probably have to be surrounded by hundreds of corpses to maybe make the structure gel do something."

And they said his methods were gruesome. Bishop watched as Rook lifted the scythe to examine the blade. Whatever that accomplished, she shouldn't be doing this in an enclosed space.

"Well, they can give it a shot." Rook replied with a shrug, "Erica would find it in a heartbeat. She's the one who knows most about portals out of all of us."

How that was the case she wasn't going to discuss in front of Bishop. The last thing they needed was him trying to hunt down Erica for some deranged experiment of his.

"Some species draw their power from common sources. Identification is rarely so simple." Bishop said, showing off his own magical knowledge. Rook nodded in agreement.

"Willow has a soul." Rook replied. If an AI had it, then Strasky could have one too.

"You're no fun." Bishop complained, before returning his attention to the weapons.

"Well, I guess it didn't spread magic here... Which is probably for the best as the WAU is bad enough already and I don't think adding magic to what it's doing would be any better." He didn't want to think about what would happen if the WAU became infected with magic and what that would mean for the creatures it created. He knew it would definitely make things one hundred times worse then they already were.

"Maybe those people you work for have something that can identify where it came from by the magic it has or something... I don't know, I feel like there should be a difference between fairy magic and unicorn magic for example. I could be wrong, that wouldn't surprise me." He shrugged then looked back at the wardrobe he pulled the weapon from, taking a piece of paper off that was taped to the door to read it. "Oh, here's the note that came with it... Doesn't add much more to what I already said." He put the note back where he'd gotten it once he was done looking it over. "At least they said they were sorry for what they had to do." That was the least they could do when banishing something they were unable to deal with that had the chance of messing up the world it was sent to.

"Well, I'm sure I have nothing to worry about. I don't think whatever I am has a soul." He couldn't be certain, but he felt you loose that once you die and coming back to life didn't magically return it. "I'll be in my room if you need me, and if anything in here somehow works... Do not test fire it." He glanced at Bishop as he left the room, the last thing Theta needed was anymore structural damage.