*Present*
Sunshine had just fallen on the dark and solid stairs wich lead to the Disciples of Omni-Tek. The wind came in hard from the South but there was still a warm and pleasant touch to it as it flung itself onto anyone standing out in the open. The various buildings throughout the city lay there like gigantic black stones orderly placed on each to its own fitting square. Neat and orderly. Except for the wind, not a sound could be heard.
Two Opifex males, two Solitus males and one Atrox stood completely silent and rigid on the stairs of the HeadQuarters. This was the home of the Disciples of Omni-Tek. Wearing nothing but the finest of equipment, from both the terrible place called Shadowlands and the stuff only able to be made from the new Alien Technology, the five of them all stared southeast. As if waiting for something. Not one of them had their weapons holstered and ,as it were, they seemed ready for just about anything.
Reports of gunfire and explosions had streamed through the info-channels all day long. Now and then someone reported a friend missing, as if they had vanished without a trace.... without a sound. It werent surprising at all, not on this planet. Not on Rubi-Ka.
Ganiscol, Harios, Thrimel, Jonnyz and Naefen had all received the reports who would make all the difference just one minute ago. Now they were standing together waiting for the answer to their call.
The Solitus male, Ganiscol, raised one of his guns and looked at it intensively for a few seconds. Then he looked over at Naefen who still stood staring southeast.
"Their coming Naefen.... several of them." His voice solid, secure and to the point.
They all turned and started walking towards the huge entrance of their HeadQuarter building. Naefen entered first and as he did, he felt it in his very bones. The Disciples were coming.