Mission Twelve: Naze Sorairo

PA Bay

The nude Walter snapped out of his stupor when he heard cries; he turned and immediately saw the horror that was Mark. Walter had witnessed the darkness combusted, flair, and flail around that horrendous demon, breaking it down into a battered, feeble soldier instead.

The Minkan rushed in to check the poor soldier as soon as Chlorate clanked her way inside the PA Bay to be by his side. He's that robot's father? Okay, don't mind that, Mark needs attention now!

Upon Wyatt entering the room, Walter turned his attention to the superior-ranked soldier. "I don't know, Wyatt-hei! Mark was this big, bony monster, and when we jumped dimensions, he's - I don't even know, but he needs help now! He might even have internal injuries for all I know, look at all the ooze all over the place! It all came from him."
 
Alastair had just enough time to touch down into the PA bay before the wild Hoshi ride kicked in. As he picked himself off the floor the message came through that they were back in Kikyō Sector.

"Welp, I am at my quota for the year with experiencing weird things in my life." He said with a chuckle. "Lets get things cleaned up and tend to those who need it."

He walked over to the location he undocked his Mindy from and reconnected it to the ship. Within a moment he was out of the suit and standing on the floor of the PA bay. It only took him a moment more to notice the burnt Mindy which was Marks. He instantly hacked into the Mindy's systems, what was left of them at least and did an emergency release to get him out of the armor.

As the armor popped open he looked inside to see a very messed up Mark. "This is one hell of a mess..." He said his words trailing off as he called for medical support. "Don't worry buddy, we will get you fixed up in no time.
 
Mark was pulled free of the armored shell, covered in the same black viscous liquid as that was splattered across the deck. The goo trailing and coating his body. Some disturbing changes would be apparent. His right arm had become rough skinned with bony growths on it. And as Mark looked up to Alastair and opened his eyes, something else had changed. His left eye had changed, the schelera becoming pitch black with it's pupil replaced by a crimson reptilian slit.

"Don't....leave...me........she's still screaming."
 
Sacre landed in the powered armor bay, she saw the blood and whatever it was happening to Mark. She suit was not giving her reliable data. She didn't know where the blood was coming from. "We need to get him to the Medbay. Along with anyone else who is hurt." She directed, with many of the crew out of their suits, she couldn't rely on her HUD to tell her who was injured. "I won't leave you alone." Sacre said surprisingly gently to Jack, without getting out of her suit. She started to picked him up so that she could take him to medbay.
 
The suit hissed open and out spilled the horrific, acrid stench that Wyatt could only describe as a mixture of brimstone, rotten flesh and tar - Certainly not a healthy combination, not on any day and definitely not with that arm, horribly twisted and mutilated, resembling a gnarled tree that had been hit by a bolt of lighting.

He imagined it hurt, a lot, it was a good thing he was being dragged toward the Medbay by a professional.

Then it hit him, the marksman's head slowly pivoted toward Walter and he blinked a few times as the words just clicked with him. "Wait, did you say he was a monster?" Wyatt asked, the confusion was evident in his voice.
 
The Minkan nodded to Wyatt, as Sacre took care of Mark. "I'm not sure when that happened, but I suspect something happened that gave him that ability in the first place."

Walter gave the mutiliated Mark a glance, then back at Wyatt as he stood up. "He looked nothing short of a wild, bone-clad animal warped by demonic magics. I'm no expert, but I know that having magic ripped apart from your body like that is excruciating due to it being so close to your soul. Now... If you excuse me, I need to find clothes to wear."

On the slight hunch that Arete will see Walter Hyde in all of his nude, muscular-than-average self, Walter left to go into his cabin and get himself changed.
 
"That whole place was FUBAR to begin with, so let us hope we won't be going back before we know how to combat its... ill effects" Wyatt spoke before nodding to the man as he went off to find clothes, never did the marksman expect to come across such things as a hell-beast or a vampire let alone on the same day on the same ship. A quick glance around the bay revealed to him that there was nothing more he could do here so he began to move toward the medbay to see if he could to anything to help over there.

He moved in and saw the bloody, legless form of Miles being suspended in a tank, his eyes scanned the room and he didn't see anybody else so he approached the armour-clad snake and spoke. "Personal gripes aside, you are down a staff member and I have medical training, consider me at your disposal, Sanssinia-Heisho"
 
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