[John releases her then (very carefully, very slowly) and awkwardly moves around her to the bed in order to pick up Stark's mask as testament.]
Its a planet of mystics. Hoaxes, voodoo, all that gobblygook. Lotta folks around here seem to think they can talk to the dead, and that the dead gather in the area.
[He rubs his thumbs over the malformed metal in his hands, smoothing over the curves, carefully remembering the cargo it had once carried.]
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[John releases her then (very carefully, very slowly) and awkwardly moves around her to the bed in order to pick up Stark's mask as testament.]
Its a planet of mystics. Hoaxes, voodoo, all that gobblygook. Lotta folks around here seem to think they can talk to the dead, and that the dead gather in the area.
[He rubs his thumbs over the malformed metal in his hands, smoothing over the curves, carefully remembering the cargo it had once carried.]