"Greeting My Lady Loki. Liam Rust, Hunter and Guardian of the Traveller, at your service."

I gave a proper bow, no kneeling, she wasn't the Traveller after all.

From the twitch in her eyes, and shake in her fists, I wondered if that was a mistake. I may be able to die as much as I liked, but frankly, I died more than I liked.

"What, in the name of Ouranos's wrinkled balls is that!"

She pointed at Ais? No, in Ais's arms, the lightbulb.

"Ah, I forgot, that's Sirius, he's my ghost, oh I forgot to mention, he's the one that brought me back from the dead."

"WhAT!"

At that, with the exception of the three with auras greater than Ais and the others, nearly everyone in the room lost it, including Loki.

"You died? How are you alive?"

At that Sirius groaned.

"I have seen the light, Liam, you can smoke one packet."

"Excellent."

Sirius rose up from Ais's arms and spun a bit.

"You gonna explain or not? This is cheating you know?"

"Please calm down Lady Loki, I can explain everything. But first."

"What do I leave out?"

"Anything sensitive, specific status of the last city, our more recent missions, older than ten years is perfectly fine, give 'em the old history lesson will ya."

A hologram spun into view. It was the Solar system. Readouts popped up around it, and were shifted from words to moving pictures, although our verbal language was the same, our written tongue was not.

"Okay, so we'll start at the beginning. In the year 2XXX, humanity discovered a strange object on their home planets closest neighbour. The red planet, Mars. A giant white sphere hovering over its surface, generating strange readings. So the most influential countries agreed to send a mission to investigate..."