The mechanized duo worked in reletive silence, the other servitors backing away and resuming their other duties... And, in it's own intrepid way, things became peaceful on the bridge. Until the door opened and a towering man dressed in red robes entered. His face mostly covered by a half circle shaped grill on the lower half, covering nose and mouth, his right eye an augmetic red lense, with an adamantine ring looped into his left eyebrow. A large, blxy contraption was latched to his back, a permanent fixture, the cloaks mostly hanging from metalic shoulderpads, a hood pulled low. His foot falls were loud, and heavy, yet he moved with a practiced eased.<br/><br/>He paid the blue skinned girl little mind, though her keeper was a little shaken to be near a priest of his order. The skull servo bound maiden of metal was released from the flouting thing's grasp, and withdrew herself, and her once beautiful, but not blood ridden fingers from the machine. No audidable orders were given, as the servitor exitted the bridge, headed for the medicae deck. The man set his staff aside, the top adorned with a half cog shape, and various mechanical oddities resting along it's length, and knelt before the console. Placing both large, meaty hands on the deck, he bowed before it in a moment of prayer, before lifting his hands and setting to work where the servitor left off...<br/><br/>All the while his skull servo underling kept an eye out, noting who and what was there, and going on... Taking special note of the finely dressed man, lazily armed guard, and ill dressed tau girl.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>