Vastitus, Failure Planet

[Veleda] "Although you are permitted to stay if you wish, I am aware that someone equipped as you are probably isn't just some wanderer. So if I may ask you, I would like to know who you are, and if you would like transport back to wherever you come from." Narchean was laying back in his chair. (N: no need to be so polite Narchean)

"Thanks," I calmed down a bit, "I am from the Blue Surge, and was stationed at the base in the Ambuhdi Sea. I imagine that since you were in the area to pick me up, you saw what remained of that battle." I sighed, remembering our utter defeat. "We were completely overwhelmed." Sinking back in my chair, I continued. "I would actually like to take you up on your offer to be transported. I need to get back to Blue Surge headquarters as soon as possible."

Narchean sat up, and put a slightly gray looking hunk of meat through his helmet. This threw me off a bit, as his visor looked solid. After a small bit of time in which I assume he was chewing, Narchean tapped the side of his helmet, then knocked on his visor which had turned solid again. "We can transport you," he suddenly said, "but it will be three days till we arrive above the location, you'll just have to sit tight till then."

"Okay, thanks." I waited a bit till I was sure the conversation was over and then got up to get food. I picked the oatmeal over the bland looking meat, and once I had my food I went down to the plaza.

Lying on one of the chairs I wondered how Narchean knew the location of Blue Surge headquarters. Although everything seemed nice here, there was definitely something odd going on. I would do some digging around, while I was here for the next few days.