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Just in case there's a sudden posting frenzy... Dialkar vaults with his spear, doing a flip over headhunter, and attempts to clip his belt on the way down.
Target should be 19/less, 2 rolls for called shot.
WhtKnt: Did I detect any weakness on Headhunter?
Dialkar takes his second action to Find Weakness on the monstrosity before him.
Deciding quickly that the ugliness that calls himself Headhunter needs to be stopped, Dialkar scratches the plan of waiting for the blur to return and makes a sudden, quiet lope to the intersection, sending a bio-blast into the back of Headhunter as he cartwheels through to the other side, using the corner as cover from any possible ranged attacks. (hitting on a 28 or less from behind, modified by level and/or any defensive powers)
Cost 1 power, Power 71.
Dialkar prepares a bolo, and delays...watching for this streak to come back through.
Moving slightly to the side and forward, to be hidden from the door.
I suppose initiative would be a good thing...
37 - 22 -7
Dialkar remains motionless, blending in with anything nearby as much as possible, hidden from easy view.
Feeling exceptionally well rested after a long...nap?...Dialkar listens for a minute before unfolding to his full height and stretching his limbs to full extension...spear raised...then he rejoins the group, curious.
After the briefing, Dialkar finds a quiet corner and folds himself up in a way that a human couldn't...but is remarkably comfortable for him, and rests...the rough equivalent of sleep...wanting to be well rested for later.
Dialkar nods, looking at Firelash.
Dialkar taps on the screen when either Marionette or Temper is on it, then makes a very quick action with the spear.
Sandwiches. Dialkar gets sandwiches...but...these aren't peanut butter and jelly? Different... Mandibles working away, he tries to keep up with the discussion.
Dialkar watches Zane as he speaks...then nods...a very brief nod...and continues to watch.
Dialkar looks at everything...slowly scanning, taking it in...but unsure of what it all means.
Dialkar follows the group...not entirely sure what the deal is, but figuring it's best to learn as you go...
Dialkar clicks his mandibles a few times. T'kik: Yes.
Dialkar shakes his head as he's seen the humans do so often, and looks at Cardinal...then the other...applicants...before striding for the door outside. He stops at the door and watches...
Dialkar makes a shrugging gesture...but nods...confirming...some...understanding...of the words, at least...
Dialkar looks strangely (the only look he has) at the microphone thrust at him, and wonders what an 'immigration status' is... Katikk-tik-tik-datik.: Ummm....here to...join Crusaders.
Dialkar shakes his head, and pats the strange spear he carries...not entirely sure what a 'telepath' is...even though he's recieved orders telepathically for years...
As Cardinal begins to speak, Dialkar joins him...listening...and watching...
Dialkar continues to watch with increasing curiosity, the three 'fingers' of his right hand sliding from one of the grip knobs on his spear to the next farther up...but he resists dropping into a defensive stance...his body was preparing for battle, but he had no opponents identified, as of yet...it was awkward.
Dialkar watches with gathering interest...it seemed there was a battle to be fought... Dkikt-tik?: Crushers?
Dialkar looks at the phone curiously...he's seen these before a few times, and has the basic idea...but who 'teacher' is...no clue.
Dialkar watches the gesture, but makes no indication that he understands it...
Deciding that...talking...is getting him nowhere, Dialkar just watches as the diverse group assembles, deciding to follow them, in hopes that they understand what to do...
Takik-kik clk?: Eggs...bene...dict?
Dialkar examines Ice Storm...wondering what that might mean, and decides to reply...diplomatically? Xiclikik-kklikkx: Crusader? Ah...super...
Dialkar stands near the elevators...and looks utterly lost.
PvP...or pbp?
Woohoo! Click...tiktiktik...clkickclick...tik-k-k-k Translation: Woohoo!
When Dialkar finally recognizes the distinctive outline of Crusader Citadel, he stops for a moment, to take it in, before breaking into a full speed lope, taking the shortest path...
Making no sense of the Herald...Dialkar continues on his way...utterly cluelessly...
Dialkar's response is instant...he drops into a defensive posture, and clicks excitedly... ClickClickClick: What now? Man, I need to slow down on that jelly...I get so jumpy!
Once in the city, Dialkar lopes along, looking for Crusader Citadel...feeling a bit lost.
Dialkar wonders why the busses are so large, and why people all sit at the back of the bus, when there's so much space up front, with him...
Meaningless point, but Dialkar is a drone, neither male nor female. We don't reproduce that way. Sex is VERY confusing to Dialkar...he (ok, it) has no clue what bathroom to use. ;)
Being a polygot, Ice Storm could have been assigned to Dialkar, in order to learn his language. Even if you haven't yet, I think you might be. ;)
Cool...I can picture the scene...Timothy (as a good 12 year-old nerd) keeps track of these kinds of things... You should so really go! ...and Dialkar finds himself on a bus, with a bag of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches..
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