<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br/>Where: Having to Deal with a Robot Girl<br/>Milestones: Riders on the Storm and Ignorance Cannot Dictate the Course of Men<br/>0 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 6xp<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr/><br/>Okay.  This was...honestly, Darclight was not quite sure what<em>to</em>make of it.  On the one hand, he wanted to think that this had been a mistake, seeing Auxilia's intrigued reaction to the Deathmarks, and particularly about how they hadn't decided to blow up a star and thus eradicate life in that particular region of the galaxy.  On the other...it was clear that she was not entirely at ease with what the Deathmarks were doing, either.  And finally, it raised some interesting points.  As far as Darclight was concerned, the Deathmarks were a force out to wipe the entire galaxy of life.<br/><br/>And yet, they had made a number of strategic errors in the process of doing so.  Like, why<em>did</em>they land and destroy entire civilizations city by city, person by person, rather than simply destroy the stars or use other means available to them that did not require these massive armies?  And they had lost more than a few times in situations where they had won.  Put straight, Auxilia had managed to get Darclight thinking about the Deathmarks in a way that had never really been questioned before.<br/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"Auxilia.  Can you understand now, why I ask for your help-" </tt>Then Darclight was interrupted by a loud sound.<tt class="bbc_tt">"-well, that can't be good."</tt>He needed to hurry outside and deal with whatever was going on out there, but he was not about to cut off mid-sentence, as it were.