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@Sorana Araha nodded at Damaya's reply, she seemed a bit out of it though, but she didn't want to push, not right now. She also considered inviting Dayne to sleep in the same room, but slightly blushed at the thought of sleeping that close to a man, and she decided to just not ask. Together, both women walked wordlessly to Araha's room, Araha was tired, and had what the sorcerer just said that they were looking for Damaya, who probably also had some things on her mind. She'd ask the more important questions tomorrow. She wasn't really paying attention and found herself walking back to her room automatically, well at least that meant she knew her way to her room enough now. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention and my feet just carried me here. Would you have preferred we sleep in your room?" She asked, her voice low and tired.

@Life&Death "I see..." Araha responded and lightly nodded, "and yeah, I'll tell you if I find one." She made her way over to where they were. Keeping her end of the 'bargain' by helping with a few of the chocolates. She wasn't that good with them, so she mostly just followed instructions and handled the less delicate processes, but it was good to relax to though, just doing something over and over helped. After a few batches, Araha, stepped backward. "I think I'm at my limit." She said, tired now that the small stormlight she breathed in was dwindling. "Thank you for letting me help though." She said as she left the kitchen. - @Sorana It took a short while but she finally found Damaya, she wasn't asleep yet either apparently. "Hey," Araha greeted, "um, do you think we should sleep in one room for tonight? Just in case y'know. It'll feel safer at least." She asked, crossing her arms under her chest. This was the best she could think of right now if they couldn't find a way to secure the Waystop from the cognitive realm itself, the good thing was the defense contractor was actually here himself, which was likely to make a difference if another attack were to happen.

@Sorana "I'm alright, I wasn't hurt, and I totally understand." Araha said, giving her friend a smile, though tired and Damaya couldn't really see it either seeing how they were currently hugging. "I'm just exhausted. I still have to take care of some things before I can sleep though, you go'on ahead." Araha let go. She wanted to sleep, but she knew no matter how sleepy she felt, she wouldn't be able to get any at all until she felt a bit safer, and for that, she'd have to wait on Mr. Amber's answer to her question. She knew about how some surgebinders used the cognitive realm to near-instantly arrive at different places, but she didn't know if the Waystop could even be cut off from that. What if they erected walls in the cognitive realm somehow? She'd have to actually talk with an experienced Elsecaller. - Ran came back in the form of some leaves, seeing as how Mr. Amber was fine now. Araha took some of the very few remaining infused spheres and took a small breath from one of them, it was tempting to down all of the stormlight, but she knew that wasn't a good idea. The small amount of stormlight managed to rejuvenate her as if she just woke up from a good night's sleep. She'd still have to go to sleep a bit later though. She made her way back inside looking for the man who basically saved her. She found him near where they last were, speaking to some other people, and approached him. He was a hemalurgic construct judging from how he was almost devoid of colour, meaning he was probably Lifeless, and the amount of strength he exhibited was only seen in those Koloss she'd read about, and he wasn't even close to their size. She was reminded of the war again, but instead of pushing down those memories, she let them ride the waves in her mind, only briefly skimming them without really remembering what they were about. This man seemed to be different from those hemalurgic abominations though, which helped. Just the fact that he could actually speak made him already leagues different from them. "Um, excuse me." She said. The man turned and looked at her, recognizing her. He nodded "You're well?" He asked. "I am. I just wanted to thank you." "Understood." He nodded again. "Glad you're well." He said. She was still curious about him, but her numerous questions can wait until morning. For now, she settled for just one: "What's y'name? I'm Araha." She introduced herself. "Not know real. Call self Deras." He told her. Deras. A bit similar to one of the historical figures from Scadrial, but it was likely just coincidental. "I see. Good to meet you, Deras." She smiled again another sincere one for tonight, smiling felt good. "I have to take care of some things first." She told him then walked off after he nodded. "Err... Ran, can you find where the kitchen is again, I think that's where Mr. Amber was headed." She told the honorspren, Araha losing her way in the Waystop again. Ran, in the form of a woman, but much smaller than her usual self sighed, then smiled. "Follow me," - Araha arrived at the kitchen and saw Mr. Amber and the younger girl making some chocolates. She knocked on the wall just so they knew she was there. "Sorry to disturb again, Mr. Amber, but I really need my question answered. I can help you with preparing those if you can answer my question." She said with a chuckle. @Life&Death

@Ark1002 "Not any those that I know of." Deras said, "woke up in lab as earliest memory." He concluded. "Make exception?" He gestured to himself, "won't harm innocents."

"I have a list for exactly what we want," she waved a sheet of paper in her hand, "but it's basically a shardplate," she put the list on the counter. "I also have two of the necessary parts with me right now." She put her bag on the ground and took out a necklace. She folded her cloak back and wore the necklace. Tapping on it twice, it made a helmet. (piece of armor from Devaan) One side was melted, but it was still operational. She tapped the necklace again, dismissing the helmet and put it on the counter. "It's slightly damaged, but we only need some components from it." She also took out another thing from her bag, a mechanical-looking spine, with a few pieces of other machinery and plating still attached to it. She groaned as she lifted the thing with both hands and put it on the counter. "A spine piece from some advanced armor." (spine and some wiring from one of the defeated Chaos Marine's power armor) "I'm not sure if some of those on the list are even possible, but I heard you're the best." She said as she put the hood back over her head.

A young woman with a cloak and a hood that covered some of her face walked into the shop. "Good morning." She begun without a hint of emotion, "we've got a commission for you. It's probably going to be expensive, we need to discuss pricing first before we can confirm the deal." She concluded.

When all was done, without a word, Araha turned and walked away. Ran disengaging from her, and floating beside as a few pieces of leaves. She wasn't frustrated anymore, or not for the same reasons anyway, just that she didn't get answers, and now she was worried about her friend. Besides that though, she was just tired, she didn't think she could really sleep though. She arrived at where Damaya and Mr. Amber were, the older man was being tended to by her and another much younger woman, or girl, as it were. There were so many questions running in her mind, but right now she just needed to feel safe. She did realize something though: "I'm sorry," she begun, "I didn't help you back then. I was too preoccupied." She knelt close, she wasn't any sort of healer or doctor herself, so all she could really do was watch it being done. "Ran? Can you find a healer around?" "Right." She turned into her woman form, and placed a solidified hand on Araha's shoulder before setting off for her current task. Araha turned to the Mr. Amber, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but I need to ask this now. Is there a way to cut off the Waystop from the cognitive realm? That's how they got in, wasn't it? Transportation, or something of it. If we could stop their paths into the Waystop, we can be more secure." She asked him as he was the person who probably knew the most about Investiture in this place. She also glanced at Damaya, what was all that about, and why did her name sound so similar to the one they were looking for? @Life&Death @Sorana *** Deras let his strange sword drop back into mist. The young woman who was fighting along side him went somewhere, likely to speak with her friends. He wasn't angry or filled with rage anymore, and he looked around if he could still find the phantom, but it wasn't there. He wanted to talk to the man in charge of defending the structure, but didn't want to go outside and get shot. When the man and his apprentice came back inside, he walked up to them, but stayed a ways off so that he wasn't threatening. "Turrets target me. A mistake?" He asked. @Ark1002

Deras glanced to the right, seeing the dog seeming to pacify the man he just threw, which was good. He'd preferred that that specific man didn't die as he wasn't one of the enemy. Besides that, though he was trying to speak with the enemy, he was still ready for any attacks, only helped by his danger sense.