The awakening was one accompanied by a mild headache for Lilium. She silently lifted herself out of her stasis casket, groaning while rubbing her head. In the past, she had once dreamed of journeys across the Imperium aboard a powerful ship, seeing many worlds. Such was the folly of those not yet awakened to the powers of the Warp. Having seen what she had seen, she respected, and to a measure, feared the power of the Warp enough to not take it lightly.<br/><br/>The Witch pulled herself straight and stood up, looking around. Her black hair flowed down past her shoulders, her cold blue eyes casting an inquisitive look at her surroundings. She was wearing a simple outfit, little more than a skirt and shirt, both aged grey fabric. Her job had been one of infiltration before things went wrong. Her looks perhaps drew someone's attention, and soon after, realization that there was something very wrong with her.<br/><br/>Now awakening she wondered briefly where her belongings were, but looking over to see no guards and instead, a pair of women and two that she assumed were likely Chaos Space Marines, she felt there was at the very least hope.<strong>"I would say that its refreshing to see faces other than those of the Imperial Guard for a change. Lilium. Witch."</strong>She nod and introduced herself briefly while walking over.<br/><br/><strong>"So what's the verdict, what's going on here and where is here anyway?"</strong>Her tone was relaxed but her eyes alert. She wasn't too sure about the conditions of her awakening, but given the look of the others they were likely prisoners as well. Meaning that they'd have to work together to get out of this. For now at least. There'd be time for betrayals and backstabbing later if that turned out to be necessary, but it seemed unlikely at this stage at least. Perhaps no betrayal would be necessary at all. Perhaps all would go well for them.<br/><br/>Like that'd happen.