<strong>-- Explorator Thraxius --</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=103946.msg4515299#msg4515299)<br/><hr/><br/>Thraxius didn't quite know what to do with himself, though not for the reasons one might expect.  The man had spent the day in quiet prayer after the meeting aboard the Everest, though he had been unable to concentrate on the holy scripture nearly as efficiently as he ought to.  When one joined the Adeptus Mechanicus, one generally made peace with the idea that doing so would win few friends outside of the Order.  Even then, rivalries and differing philosophies ensured that even fellow priests were liable to bicker and hate one another, with only the shared belief system keeping them in check.<br/><br/>When Sarah had invited him to her quarters it had caught him off guard, though not unpleasantly so.  He had been unable to divine her true intentions, but if he was to place his faith in this woman than it could not be done blindly.<br/><br/>A cap had been placed over his censer to quell the pungent odor of sacred oils, and he'd done his best to correct his atrocious posture over the course of the day.  He'd always been monstrously tall, but the augmentations and habitual subservient act had taken its toll on his spine over the years.  His armor looked freshly cleaned and polished, gleaming a brilliant white from within his robes, and even the tattered remains of his face had a certain macabre luster to it.<br/><br/>When Thraxius strode into the room, he did so cautiously.  It was difficult to ascertain whether he did so because of any suspicion of foul play, or if he thought a certain wily kroot was hiding somewhere in the wings.<br/><br/><em>"Good evening, most esteemed Void Mistress,"</em>he intoned, apparently satisfied with the arrangement of the space.<em>"As I expected, your quarters befit one of your station."</em>