The wolf looked at Stark fiercely, then seemed to retract it’s claws and lick him on the face playfully and rubbed it’s nozzle against Starks face.
The wolf then limped off Stark and slowly made his way towards a nearby door. As he walked, Stark felt that pain again, this time more intense while still feeling distant at the same time. When Stark would blink, he would see, briefly, a different perspective, lower to the ground with some colors missing.

-Side sim GM

Orvos quickly moved to Stark, keeping a wary eye on the seemingly now playful pup. “What happened?” he inquired with the intensity of a captain.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

“I’m connected to the wolf, sensations, pains, awareness” Stark followed the wolf’s movement mentally telling it to find Janna, “I’ve no idea how or why but I’m just rolling with it because this place seems to have rules of it’s own and I’m just starting to learn to play the game”.

Stark Nightstalker CIO

Stark got a telepathic message from the wolf, who identified itself as ‘Claws’. Claws told him that it didn’t want to find Janna, but wanted to find it’s partners, the panther and his human companion. It seemed to think the bast place to look for them was through a door in the back of the bridge.

-Side sim GM

Stark’s eyebrows shot up at the name, but remembering another literal being he’d had the pleasure of knowing, it made sense. He turned to Orvos, “Our friend “Claws” here wants us to find the human and the panther he was with, seems the door at the back of the bridge is our best shot”.

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The wolf limped slowly to the back of the bridge and waited by the door. It seemed to be waiting.

-Side sim GM

Orvos was certainly torn. He needed to find Janna. She was most likely the most vulnerable out of anyone present in the Nexus. Then again, perhaps the Nexus would keep her safe. Her properties of her body could be changed here, given how time had no meaning. Nevertheless, she was his priority.

However, now that Kivon had wraggled other people and creatures into the mix, it was still his duty to get them back to whence they came. Orvos sighed. “Very well, but if we do this, we NEED your help to find Janna. Then you may leave. Am I clear?” he said as he moved to the door indicated by the hound.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

Claws didn’t replied but limped towards the door. As he got close, he collapsed on the floor. Stark felt a sharp pain in his side, same ghost pain as before. The wolf was more injured then he had originally lead on.

-Side sim GM

Stark crouched down by the wolf and ran expert paws lightly over the side of the wold in the area where he himself had felt pain. Those who knew where to strike to cause death by necessity were also able to find wounds on their target, or in this case ally. Stark looked up at Orvos, “Claws is hurt, do we have a first aid kit anywhere handy? I’d rather not have to leave him behind and go through the door without him”.

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bump

Orvos opened a panel at the rear of the bridge, grabbed what should have been a med kit and quickly went to the hound. “Following the nose of a dog,” he mumbled to himself.

Speaking to the wolf he said, “Now, remain still. I need to patch you up. You need to get back to your companions and we need to find my own.” He then pulled out a tricorder-like device of El Aurian design and tried to get a reading on the creature.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

Stark watched carefully for a negative reaction on the wolf’s part to the attention, to go with his calming thoughts that they were sharing he casually stroked the wolf’s head for reassurance.

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Orvos, once finished trying to give the hound medial attention, closed his eyes. He felt for the Nexus. It was a part of him. If he could gauge what was happening within the Nexus, he might able to better identify their next moves and how to go about getting there.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

As Orvos tried to feel the Nexus he started to feel pain, combined with joy and fear. He could almost see three different paths before, one of battle and death, of of peace and one of revelry.

Claws stood up, greatful, in his mind’s eye he suggested to to Stark that they should go through the door, exiting the bridge.

-Jay

“Claws is telling me we should exit the bridge through the door,” Stark said eyes intent and brow furrowed, “Hopefully we’re on the trail to find Janna, I don’t like the fact she’s out there on her own in this place where dreams can become reality.”

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Orvos opened his eyes. “Very well,” he stated as he fell back in line with them.

As they started to go through the door, Orvos spoke. “The Nexus is a big jumble of all sorts of things. Pain, joy, fear. I have a feeling we have a path to choose soon. Battle and death. Peace. And revelry.” He kept his eyes forward, curious as to what lay beyond the door.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE

“I for one vote for revelry” Stark deadpanned, “Battle, death, they’re so last year, peace too is overrated, so boring. Revelry, I just don’t have enough revelry in my life. Onwards to revelry my friend and if anyone gets in the way of our revelry, we’ll carve them up into little pieces for daring to interrupt it”.

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