Field Kit Inspection: Tables of Valor Edition

>>54334311
Oh ho ho, I doth protest dear commisar. I am in no need of lessons in the proper etiquette for my skill in all things far eclipses all others.

>>54334328
>The Commissar would curl up a newspaper, and would slap the back of the Ogyrn's head with it. A loud "THUD" resounding throughout the room.

Quiet you! All troopers are to participate in this inspection! That includes Abhumans, who believe they are smarter than the average Guardsman!

>the astrates curls his lip up in disgust.

do we really need to attend this function? I would rather kill some gene stealers or some form of xeno

>he shifts uncomfortably in his "elegent" attire that resembles an oversized penguin

>>54334351
You ruffian! Fine, I shall partake in this simple exercise of basic decency if the obvious needs to be clearly demonstrated to you.

>>54334311
>beads of sweat roll down his forehead
>he appears to be reciting under his breath in panicked tones
Cutlery goes outside to in, cutlery goes outside to in...

As long as I get all the nutrients I need, I don't care. After dinner I'm off to train.

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>>54334351
Here, admire my exquisite culinary equipment!

>>54334376
>The Commissar would use his news paper, to harshly smack the bakc of the Sergeant's head, before rearranging serveal of his forks and spoons.

You've got it ALL wrong! The only thing you managed to get right, Sergeant. Was the steak knife!

>>54334384
You had better not act up during this dinner party! General Wyvern himself is supposed to show up!

>He would smack the man across the back of the head with the news paper for good measure.

>>54334363
Then take a seat, bone head!

>>54334499
commissar, I will not be going to this meal. I shall be killing servitors and drinking astartes ale

>>54334499
Very well, though the rudeness exudes]d from you at an unfettered rate. I reccomend Dr Ogrynoggerys medicinal amasec pills. They help ease stress.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>54334499
>rolling to matrix dodge the newspaper
>+5 for training

>>54334499
>he barely seems to notice the impact
>a second late he whips around to face the commissar, wielding a vaguely spoon-like implement
Sir, I haven't even SEEN this thing before! How in the Emprah's name am I meant to eat with it if I don't even know what it is?

>>54334523
>The Commissar's face, would become a mish-madh of pure, unadulterated "ANGER!", Not unlike the kind Fuklaw usually has.

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>>54334311
>tfw your regular commisar is sick on penis inspection day, and the substitute is a girl commisar

>>54334535
>The newspaper would land with a loud "THWACK!", that would resounding throughout the spare dining room they were using.
>>54334553
And that is why we are here! To show you!

If you had simply taken the time to sit in on one of my many "etiquette for troopers" classes, between campaigns. We wouldn't all be in this situation!

>>54334557
what is wrong with your face? you seem to be pushing lots of blood up to your head giving the image of great rage.

>he puts on his helm

>>54334585
Ow.
>Rolling to evolve a thick skin on the back of my head
>60+

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>54334601

>>54334311
>Matthias meanwhile, has been completely excused from the mock dinner. Having already passed the Commissar's "Etiquette for troopers" classes months ago.

>>54334585
Is cooking Grox Steak with flame throwers if it's too under cooked improper?

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>>54334311
>>54334553

>The combat medic; dressed up in his fanciest set of plate armour. Would be seated next to Sergeant Van Kleez. Trying to help him where he can.

No, no. You've got to put it here... I think? L-lets try it the OTHER way...

>>54334651
>The young Scout would nod his head at this.

I believe so, Magos. I would suggest if such a thing happens, you politely ask for it to be taken back, and cooked longer.

>>54334686
Oh please, left to right it's small fork large fork plate large knife small knife and spoon. Only you peons could blunder so obviously.

>>54334585
Etiquette for troopers...
>memories of hearing muffled talk of 'politeness' and 'hygiene' from within the briefing tent he was doing coke behind
Uh, I think I was busy for those ones.

>>54334686
>he's got knives in a pile on one side of the plate and forks on the other
Aw come on, won't this do? I'll just use whichever one's on top.

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>Pvt O'corn would stand at attention
WRAAAAAGH

>the brother-apocithary takes a seat and watches the surroundings and their struggling with the damnable manners thing

>>54334708
how goes it scout? keeping healthy? any problems with your physique? and if there is come ask me NOT THAT DAMNABLE SISTER HOSPITALER.

>The techpriest moves the cutlery in different positions surrounding his plate, each time getting more and more confused
AAAAAAA! This is why we got our cutlery built int our hands!

>>54334752
Have you tried not being an uneducated tech-peasant?

>>54334740
>The young Broken Shields Scout, would go somewhat wide eyed, for but a split second, before bowing before the marines before him.
>His eyes would take a moment to examine the larger marine's pauldrons for his chapter symbol.

Very well, Mi'lord.

>Speaking in an incredibly posh English accent
Why HELLO there my lovely acquaintances. How lovely to meet you. It seems I have been assigned to your regiment as of late.

>>54334844
Hey now, I'm not a tech peasant, more like a tech serf

>>54334874
Indeed, it is such a shame about all these uneducated weaklings loitering about in this most spacious and noble abode is it not? Don't you just hate the poor?

>>54334733
>The Commissar would smack the 'man' with his bundled up newspaper.

Lower your voice! We are in a dining room! Not the battlefield!

>>54334651
Of course it is! Why would it NOT be! We're eating well cooked steak! Not Catachan style Tyranid barbaque!

>>54334721
You have all the time in the world, Sergeant! Even Captain Wyvern made time to take my class. Passed it with flying colours even!

>>54334752
>Another smack to the head, resounds through the room.

LEARN!

>>54334883
Then tend to the rice fields you filthy leech.

>>54334894
WELL COOKED STEAK
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
>>54334909
I liked you better when you were a simpleton

>>54334892
Ah, the intellect certainly does have a vast range among these people, but I am not judging. Sometimes the poor are better left poor.

>>54334921
And I liked you better when you were a toaster.
Now stop talking and assist the dirt in its standard growth cycle.

>>54334852
>the marine chuckles slightly

are you a scout? your not very observant, but we all have draw backs

>his white Pauldren has the design of a blood stained sword stuck in a old terran hieroglyph for xeno, his black holds a stylised I, evidence of his service in the death watch

I'm brother Vexus of the wrathful blade, well met brother

>he holds out a hand for a hand shake

>>54334924
And sometimes the unworthy have to be made poor. Such is the burden of the educated...

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>>54334740
>The marine would hear from behind him, a voice he likely never wanted to hear.

Oh, ho~! Did I hear someone talking about me, just now?

>>54334721

>The Sergeant would feel a soft, silky texture upon his back, as something heavy presses up against it.
*half a second later, a pair of slender arms would reach around him, and would begin to help rearrange the utensils to their proper spot.

That's not how that goes, dear~... It's more like this... Understand?
>>54334921

You could always ask me for help, you know?

>>54334976
Yes yes perhaps the poor and uneducated ought to be made soldiers and not anything else. it is clear they have no other role
>I'd be thinking about the mindless droves of Necron warriors who are as dumb as rocks and only exist for war

>>54335020
>The priest shudders in fear
P-please d-d-don't come near me

>>54334960
>The Scout would stand up, and would shake his 'Brothers' hand.

Initiate Nathaniel Avalon, of the Broken Shield Chapter. It is an honour to be in the presence of a current member of the Death-Watch.

>>54335035
T'is truly the only service they can provide for their betters.

>>54335072
Tell me friend, you seem like someone of high intellect...
>I'd shuffle the Ogryn into a corner where nobody would pay attention to us
Do you seek more knowledge?

>>54335056
What seems to be the matter, honourable Enginseer? Do you perhaps need assistance with your utensils as well?

>>54335020
>the apocathery stops dead, and slowly turns to look at the wretched being

Greetings "Sister" how goes your defilement of the troopers? well I hope. because I am the one who has to help them when YOU cause them in nessacery PROBLEMS.

>his anger is very noticeable

>>54335058
>he releases his hand and searches his memory

I'm afraid I don't know of your chapter young one, but the honours mine. it is refreshing to see a respectful initiate especially among these well meaning but ...... unique regiment.
barring a few

>he glares at the sister hospitaler

>>54335108
Well I could never say no to more knowledge, I find it to be the blood of living itself!.

>>54335115
>The priest recoils in fear
Please don't touch my utensils... I don't want to have to go to a therapist like the others

>>54335154
>When nobody was looking, I'd activate a Necron artifact, instantly making the man more attracted towards it
>This would show a pale green light, with beams coming from it
>The beams would zap your temple area of your skull, turning your eyes a bright green and inputting knowledge of the War in Heaven
>You'd feel an urge to seek more from the Necrontyr
>Again to re-iterate to people, nobody notices this, we established we went to an area where nobody would notice us
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4q2e8lnqwwk

>>54335169
>grabbing the tech preist, I place him behind me and away from the sister

go back to the med bay, or the nearest equivalent and stop harassing this unit, "sister"

>I place my hand near my knife

you at being very unpleasant

>>54334311
Luckily I brought my fine dining mecadendrite and my nice robes
> he's wearing robes that aye extremely >black with a strange shimmer like the >night sky and a trim of very dark crimson >red.All of his various metal parts are >shined and sparkle
>He's looking styling

>>54335201
I suddenly have a crippling urge to kill eldar

>>54335249
Come with me, upstairs, disciple

>>54335249
you now have my respect, let me know when we can begin DEATH TO THE BLACK KNIFE EARS

>>54335272
Sounds good whoever you are.

>>54335213
I owe you my life and what's left of my sanity

>>54335249
>>54335272
And then loot their corpses?
Because while the wraithlord looks really nice as a decoration in my quarters a second one would be nice

>>54335282
>When we went upstairs into an empty room, I'd lock the door
>I'd engage you into a deep trance using my Necrontyr artifact
>You would now at this moment feel no consciousness
>It was time for my work to be started
>I'd begin replacing your natural organs with necron robotics
>Your right arm would be replaced by a tesla flayer
>You are now an ally to the Necrons
>Your body has been replaced with robots
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGwGzR1ugT0

>>54335294
>he smiles at the tech priest

they are your own, but use them for the emperor and his divine will, not on I. go and get a drink, it will steady your nerves

>>54335328
Wow I am pretty sure that the old ones are tasty. Wouldnt it be great to enslave some solar radiation and make a necrodermis body for it?

>>54335370
Your title is, Lord Rogg

>>54335353
I've found mentioning the you know whos usually drives them off

>>54335353
Well I guess it is already that time of they day, and I did miss my morning recaf
>The priest procures a recaf cup from within his robes, and fills it with something that is definitely not recaf

>>54335382
This is the best day of my relative unlife. Can we go murder knife ears now?

>>54335415
what do you mean tech priest? explain.

>the marine takes a seat an knocks back what looks like rocket fuel with a mark SPACE WOLVES GRADE, DO NOT DRINK IN ONE" on the side.

go

>>54335457
You know those guys who show up to fight daemons and get it fights with the space wolf's
The uh big I space marines

>>54335496
the "grey" variety? they were rude arse holes make no mistake, they got along with the ultramarines well enough

>>54335448
First we must take down knife-ear collaborators
>I'd go in to whisper
The Imperium

WRAAAAAAGH
>When is dinner?

>>54335533
>my heresy sense is tingling

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbGs_qK2PQA

there is a strange feeling from the vox, like a million heresies were whispered out in evil and were at once shushed by the mastermind

>>54335115
Sister? Can I have you check the skin around my implants? I want to make sure I'm taking proper care of it.

>>54335602
don't do it, shes going to cause more harm than good

>the marine warns, before he knocks back another bottle of "mead" his vision shaking slightly

>>54335533
Wow, the knife ears puppeteer the imperium? This must be stopped! Who do I murder?

>>54335616
But she's the only medical professional that we have. It's best to get it looked at while we have one

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>54335602
Of course, Magos! It would be an honour.

>She would bring the Magos out of the room. Closing the doir behind them.
>Rolling for how thorough an examination it is.

>>54335619
>I'd whisper to the man
The commissar

>>54335642
I'm a me3dical professional, well at least a drunk one. but ive given my warning
>>54335643
>he puts down his drink and waits for the magos to come out, wondering what ill have to fix this time

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>54335643
Thank you
>she gets lead in
>rolling for resistance

>>54335653
The commisar? Why is that? I was pretty sure he hated xenos!

>>54335689
You have been deeply lied to, my disciple. You know deep down it is what has to be done.

>>54335020
>for nearly an hour now, he has sat completely frozen
>his eyes are wide with fear and his breathing is shallow
>eventually there is the familiar LED and hissing sound, and he sags in his seat
Is... Is she g-gone?

>>54335700
>>54335689
[lets see if he has a conscious]

[could you two roll or is it like akin to mind control?]

>>54335700
Very well then, I shall see to it. You would not happen to own a teleporter and a large necrotic explosive would you?

>>54335721
For now, she took the magos out into the hall.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>54335681
>Rolling to counter this.

>>54335721
she is gone guardsman, she has gone to torture another. emprah preserve me, what do I have to fix now?

>>54335748
>>54335761
>he lets out a breath and shudders
Oh thank the Emprah. Quick, someone lock the door.

>>54335784
FOR FUCK'S SAKE I SAID LOCK IT!
>he dives under the table

>>54335784
something wrong "sister"? HAHAHAHAHA

>he looks around for the magos

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

>>54335756
>>54335721
>>54335681
>>54335643
>There would be sounds of a scuffle breaking out from behind the doorway. Things being dropped, furniture being moved around.
>These sounds would go on for several moments, before another noise would be heard.
>I-... Is that moaning?
>Yeah... That's 100% moaning...
>This goes on for nearly ten minutes, before everything on the other side of the doorway goes quiet.
>It would be another full minute of silence, before the door the two had left through, would open up, and the Hospitaller would enter. A look of horror, yet bliss upon her face, as she goes to take her seat.

>>54335835
>Luciena follows, wiping some substance off her tendrils with a small cloth
Until next time my dear
>she giggles and grabs some mead

>>54335835
>>54335853
>The priest jams his fingers into his ears and begins mumbling prayers to the Omnissiah, begging his forgiveness for witnessing such heresies.

>>54335853
>His brow would be raised questioningly towards her, as she takes her seat.

What in the Eye of Terror happened in there?

>>54335853
magos, you earn this through acts even a space marine would fear

>I toss the large space marine level alcohol to the magos

DRINKS ARE ON ME HAHAHAHAHAHA

>>54335700
So about the equipment I'm going to use to save the imperium from eldar...

>>54335890
>a long straw protrudes from under the table
Be a b-brother and stick this in a bottle, wouldya?

>>54335894
>I'd give Lord rogga a single trachyon arrow, an extremely high explosive anti-matter necron device, and a personal teleporter

>>54335912
Allright, be back in a jiffy!

>>54335906
>a very large bottle of astares mead, enough to kill a regular man in one sitting is placed under the straws end and music plays from his speaker.

>its safe to say the good brother is very drunk and probably very quick to change temperament

MEAD FOR EVERYONE HAHAHAHA

>>54335890
OOooooo...
>she smirks and starts drinking it, the effects hitting her almost imminently
hehehehe... Maybe you can "examine" me next~
>she giggles and squirms

>>54335887
Stuff~
>if he could notice then in her mechanical eye her pupil would have something in it... it seems to look like :3

>>54335938
>the bottle drains with extraordinary speed
H-Hey, this *hic* is pretty good stuff!

>>54335944
Oh Emprah, something's rubbed off on her. Tell me when they're b-both gone.

>>54335944
>He would raise his brow further at this. A now concerned look upon his face, at her drunkenness.

I think you might be drunk, Magos... Also, I was not aware, that they were serving alcohol at the mock dinner?

Isn't the actual dinner happening in less than an hour?

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>>54335938
>The priest pours some of the bottle's contents into his mug, then drains the entire mug whilst walking to his seat

>>54335912
*I begin attaching the teleporter to the explosive and equipping the arrow to my wrist.*

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>54335944
HAHAHAHAHA, I THINK YOUR IN A GOOD CONDITION AFTER THAT, HAHAHAHAHHA

>he collapses into laughter, his vision seeing triples

>he seems to be uttering something under his breath

>>54336014
RELAX YOUNG ONE, SHE HAS EARN IT. SHE FACED THAT SHE DEVIL AND LIVED HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

>>54336042
>what at first seemed to be laughing seems to have descended in to a shuddering weeping.

>the apocathery is muttering random words but at most the only formed words are; brother sorry, failure, and atonement.

>he then seems to enter a half asleep state

>A man would fucking smash through the door, nearly breaking it off the hinges as he entered
EYYYYYYYYYYY COMRADES AHAHAHAHAHA HOW ARE YOU MY FRIENDS?

>>54336136
>the melancholic brother would look up, and shake his head

who in the empras name?

>54336136
>The priest sways drunkenly to face the stranger
Who are you? Who are all thesshh people? Who's house is this? WHEN IS DINNER?

>>54336014
>her tendrils start coiling around his legs and arm
Oh Nate~

>>54336152
HAHA YOU LIGHTWEIGHT! YOU GET DRUNK OFF MEAD? OH, BY THE GRACE OF VOSTROYA YOU ARE NOTHING. I HAVE BEEN DRINKING VOD-AMASEX INSTEAD OF WATER FOR THE PAST NINETEEN YEARS MY FRIEND!

>>54336038
*with the simple devices assembled lord rogg waited for dinner to begin*

>>54336167
you think.......THAT MEAD.....is what this is?

>he gets to his feet, still steady if only just

are you customary to a space wolfs vintage? ARE YOU?

>his battle rage is up

>Knochenmus would look upon his men, with a look of disgust upon his face at what was going on before them.
>The mock dinner was turning into a disaster. With barely ten minutes left, before everyone was supposed to be seated at the dining room on the other side of the manor. Knochenmus doubted things would end well.
>...wait a minute. Did his watch say ten minutes?
>It did indeed say ten minutes was left...
>....
>Panic would rush through the Commissar's body upon realising this!
>With barely ten minutes, they would barely have enough time to get them across the manor, and seated, before the General arrived!
>Commence Commissar Knochenmus smacking everyone in the room with a newspaper, as he begins ushering them out of the room in a hurry.

>>54336218
Space wolves? More like space PUSSIES!

>>54336165
>Nathaniel would look down at this. Confused by her actions.

M-magos Von Straus. What exactly are you doing?

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54336229
ARE YOU INSULTING MY BROTHER? ARE YOU, YOU FOUL DISGRACE? ARE YOU INSULTING MY BATTLE BROTHER?

>he swings a fist at the impudent upstart

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>54336239
>Getting hit in the gut, I'd swing for the Space Marine's face
>knowing my shit rolls this wont play out as expected

>>54336235
>she pulls him closer with the powerful tendrils
Oh nothing~~~
>she giggles and smirks, drinking more

>>54336277
>He would seem a little uncomfortable with her actions.

M-Magos... Might I suggest we have you skip out on tonight's festivities? You appear to be rather intoxicated...

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>54336256
>with him punching my armour, I grab him by his neck and scream again

ARE YOU INSULTING MY BROTHER?

>the then throws him into a table


APPOLOGISE FOR YOUR INSULT ON MY BROTHERS CHAPTER

>>54336167
>he half crawls out from under the table
D-Did somebody say Vod-Amasex? Haven't had that since that Vostroyan ship crashed on Armageddon. Ya wouldn't happen to have any to ha-

>>54336308
>the table collapses on top of him
SHIT

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>54336308
>The vostroyan would lose an arm due to his nat 20
>Somehow he'd fight on
>He'd punch the space marine straight in the face

>>54336296
I'll be fine.~
>she presses her chest into his arm, coils wrapping around his chest and legs

>>54336346
>>54336277

>The Vostroyan would burst through the door, now breaking it off fully
Where is my comrade Alexei? That bastard was too drunk to even think

Rolled 14, 18 = 32 (2d20)

>>54336323
>with it having next to no effect the apocithery attacks again, but his rational side trys to cut through

>I'd look over to the mangled body of the Vostroyan, and to the space marine that killed him
What is this heresy?

>>54336346
"No, you won't be. This sort of behaviour, likely won't be tolerated by our hosts for very long.

>>54336369
>>54336368
>>54336323
>>54336308
Especially if this continues....

>looking up from his bloody kill, I drop the arm I used to bludgeon him

I...was not thinking clearly....and he insulted my brother so i....

>he gestures to what might be considered slime

>>54336405
scout, tell the commissar I will not be joining the feast to night.

>The techpriest lies on the floor, surrounded by fragments of the broken table
Y'know, I don't think this dinner is going very well.

>>54336369
What have you done to my brother? Oh by the Emperor and Vostroya...
>I'd run over to the obliterated body of Alexei
No Alexei, mama doesn't want you to die. You are a good boy Alexei
>I'd shake the mangled body of Alexei
Please Alexei say something brother!
>A single, cold tear would shed from my eye
Alexei...

>>54336429
>>54336405
Oooooo...
>Luciena runs and hugs him, the nest of tendrils wrapping around him tightly as they drag Nate with her
Big and strong.
>she giggles
I want both

>>54336444
>i look at the scean and scowl. this lack of control was.....unfortunate, I will wait to see what will happen next

>>54336439
>the guardsman lies on the floor, beneath fragments of the broken table and a techpriest
Tell me about it.

>>54336491
You heretical bastard! Why did you do this? Have you no honour?
>I'd press my forehead onto the forehead of Alexei
>I'd start crying now properly
Alexei comrade, brother. Mama said you and I would be home only in 5 months. We'd be on the farmstead drinking the traditional milk and eating frostberries like we always did. Oh Alexei don't you do this on Mama. Mama won't be happy Alexei
>I'd sob
Alexei please brother...

>>54336532
>I flintch but continue my vigal, I would wait till he was done before removing the body. if that meant suffering more verbal abuse, so be it its the beginnings of what he will deal with

>>54336484
>Nathaniel would find himself rather confused by the Magos' words, as he casts a look towards his "brother".
>>54336491

I-i apologize for this. It appears she's rather intoxicated.

>>54336581
GIVE ME MY BROTHER BACK YOU HERETICAL BASTARD. YOU BRING SHAME TO THE IMPERIUM! DO YOU HEAR ME?

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Harharahr, what are ya landlubbers doing? We have a dinner to prepare to

>>54336596
I claim both big meaty marines!!
>she giggles widly before kissing them both
They're mine!!!
>she immediately knocks out, having them both binded in tendrils around her

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>54336640
>Upon seeing this behaviour, in rage I'd fire my las-gun into the torso of the magos dominus

>>54336597
>I stop and I crouch until I am at his eye level

you are a guardsman, you are supposed to be better than civilians. I am an astartes, I should be above all reproach. so yes I hear you, I hear your greaf and that is clouding your judgement. now you will stop talking and take your brothers remains to be buried or cremated, or I will do so. do not continue insulting me. is that UNDERSTOOD?

>I remove my helm, my eyes nearly black and unflinching

understood?

>>54336640
>picking up the magos, I drop her a chair and place the scout over my shoulder

not another fucking obsessed woman

>my helm is replaced

>>54336670
>Nathaniel, being so close to her, would willingly take the shot, upon seeing the armed man about to fire.
>A hole would appear in his chest, where the shot had landed, as he coughs up blood.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>54336718
>I'd fire another shot into the Magos Dominus as she was now in the open

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>54336718
>for the second time that night, my rage spiked

ENOUGH

>I grab at the las weapon intent on non-lethaly disarming the man

Rolled 3, 6 = 9 (2d20)

>>54336670
>Several dozen guards, fully equipped in carapace armour, and brandishing Hot-shot lasguns, would enter into the room.
>Seeing that shots had been fired in the estate. Two of the guards would attempt tackle the vostoryan.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>54336742
>I'd aim towards the marine's head
>I'd fire off a shot towards him
FOR ALEXEI!

Rolled 2, 13 = 15 (2d20)

>>54336757
>with the shot glancing away I snap

NO, NOT AGAIN DIE

>first is fists second is a punch

>I'd throw my weapon across the room, in a fit of tears and anger
You took my brother you bastards! I don't want to do this anymore!

>>54336749
Arrr this whole thing goes south
Ey Van Kleez, ya scurvy chem dog, wanna go and..."observe" some things from the house?

Rolled 6, 4 = 10 (2d20)

>>54336749
>>54336757
>Seeing how their buddies couldn't get anywhere near the man, with the two marines nearby. The guards would take careful aim upon the lone vosroyan, before opening fire.

>>54336798
Tell ya what, lookin' at how things are goin' so far that doesn't sound like a bad idea.
>he carefully climbs to his feet, trying to avoid the flying shots and fists

Rolled 21 (1d100)

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG

>enough is enough, do you job first

>running to the downed marine I try to stabilise him.

WHY NOW, WHY AGAIN

COMMISSAAAAAAR! I'm hungry! When is dinner?

>Putting a laspistol barrel under my chin, I'd close my eyes
Emperor forgive me, Vostorya Forgive me, Mama forgive me, Alexei forgive me
>I'd fire a shot into my skull, killing me

>>54336843
>Thankfully, he isn't bleeding very much, due to the last weapon caturising the wound on impact.
>Although it seems his implants, have put him into suspended animation, to keep his body from going further into shock.

>>54336840
>Later at the hallway
Yarrr I love visiting such people
So many expensive things that they wouldn't even see if they got lost

>I'd turn up at the estate, in my work clothes. They wouldn't be clean, but not dirty either. The guy would seem like any other cog in the wheel
>He'd look around the big estate, seeing some of the damage caused and the dead bodies of 2 vostroyan men. Maybe it was time for McDonnelly to get out of here
>Screw it, he says, as he didn't want to miss an opportunity having a meal with General Wyvern himself.

>cursing, I yell at the guards

WHERE THE FUCK IS THE NEAREST APOCATHERY STATION? NOW

>>54337036
>The guards would motion towards an exit.
>"Right this way, Mi'lord!"

>>54336931
Heh, I mean, they'd hardly miss a c-couple of things here and there, right?
>he retrieves a couple of lhos from his pocket and offers one to Rog'alen
>the glint of gold can briefly be seen from the open pocket
I don't m-mean to be rude, but uh... what are you? I ain't seen a guardsman with this many legs before.

>>54337060
>picking up the scout as gently as I can I run after the guards, barking at them when they slowed

stay alive young one, stay alive

>Meanwhile.... Matthias would be seated at the head table, alongside his mother, father, and three younger brothers. With one other special guest seated next to him.
>He would somewhat be hoping the rest of his regiment didn't show up to the dinner. Especially after reports had started flooding in, of fighting on the other side of the manor.

>>54337065
Arrr, y'know a lot of nobles seem to say that all of this stuff is a burden to the
So how about we...
>Takes a necklace on a table
Help them out? Arrrr

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>reaching the apocathorys station, I try to treat him as best I can, hoping the weak substitutes will be enough

>I'd approach the table where people were sitting
>Dragging a chair from under the table, I;d place myself down onto it
>I'd keep a stern but down to earth face on myself, wanting to look friendly, but also taken seriously

>>54337110
>he chuckles, the noise muffled by his respirator
I like *cough* the way you think, my man.
>he stuffs a candlestick from a nearby table into his coat and gestures down the hall
Staircase is that way, I reckon we can clear out a couple of rooms before dinner.

>>54337148
>There are plenty of tables and empty chairs, as few people have actually arrived on time. Most of the regiment having been left behind in the other dining room.

>>54337180
>Takes a little family portrait in golden frame
But of course we have to Arrrr help the maids and butlers, it's only...
>Takes a silver ring with sapphire
Polite for us as guests to help them

>>54337136
>the scout will live past this, but how well I'm not sure.

sleep well little one, and my the empra help you

>looking at the guards I growl at them

if ANY harm comes to this scout from out side, I will find each of you and make it a painful end.

find me if he starts going bad.

>I stalk off to the dinner room, a knife scraping most of the dried blood from my armour baring a red hand on my head and splatters up to my elbows.

>>54337184
>taking a seat, I offer a nod to Matthias and sit down in a corner, silent and determined not to have a drink to help my emotional state.

>>54337110
>>54337180
>The two of them, would go through many rooms. Stealing whatever they can fit on their persons.
>Most of the rooms they enter, appear to have been out of use for years, if not decades. Large tarps and sheets covering up the furniture in each room.
>Eventually however. They would come across a room, filled out the brim with likely several hundred wedding dresses, and their related materials. The room appears to have been use rather recently. As one of the dresses on the numerous racks, appears to be missing.

>>54337184
>the tech priest stumbles into the dining room, wearing a long silk smoking jacket and holding a marble bust of a stern looking man wearing a commissar's hat
>Upon seeing the few people sat at the table staring at him, he takes a seat, holding the bust to his chest

>>54337184
>I'd break the ice by introducing myself
Uh-Good evening Captain. A fine evening for dining.
>Turning to the General
And General, it is my utmost pleasure to be in your presence. Your estate is exemplary.

>>54337267
>>54337184
>The techpriest mumbles several sounds of agreement, not looking up from his feet

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54337267
*getting pretty bored of waiting to find out if the commisar is even at the table I teleport the antimatter bomb on a 5 second fuse into the middle of the dining room*
Well it's a good thing that teleportation leaves no evidence!

>>54337221
>>54337148
>Matthias would give a slight nod of his head, in acknowledgement to each of them, once they had entered the large, ornate dining room.
>Several large chandeliers, made of what would appear to be solid gold, and each studded with pearls, would hang from the ceiling.
>Large busts, of what one could only assume to be the various heads of the family, would line the floor along each wall. Hundreds, if not more from the look of it.
>The floor itself, appears to be fitted with massive solid marble tiles. Each one polished to a brilliant shine.

>>54337253
Arr har harr Kleez, let's go the dinner, we better not steal from a well used room

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>54337317
sighting the bomb, I curse and jump at Matthias and his family, trying to get them away from the blast. or failing that save them the worst of it

>>54337359
kicking a table over, I manage to push most of the family back, but the detenation sends me flying into a wall, a sickening crunch echos as most or my left arm is broken along with my ankle

>The techpriest grabs the bust and ducks under the thick wooden table

Rolled 3, 13, 10 = 26 (3d20)

>>54337289
>>54337267
>>54337060
*rolling to damage each*
*third one is damage to the household itself*

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>As Rog comes to the room the explosion happens
Arrr not again!
>Roll for injuries

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>54337414
>Wrong dice

Rolled 19, 18, 7, 14, 20, 2 = 80 (6d20)

>>54337324
*damage to the family*
*order is general, wife, 3 children and Matthias*

>>54337412
>The priest pokes his head up from beneath the shattered table, a large cut on his forehead and several wooden splinters embedded in his arm used to shield himself from the blast
Uhh... Sorry about your table

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54337452
*rolling to wound my actual target, the commisar*

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>54337425
>he's just about to enter as the explosion hits
>he dives to the floor
>rolling for injuries, DC 60 due to being outside of the room

Rolled 25, 27, 86, 78, 25 = 241 (5d100)

>>54337452
>pushing my self to my feet, I stagger to the family and try to help who I can. I shake my head at the sight of the child, such a waste

healing for dad, mum, two kids, and myself after the fact

>>54337425
Arrr just a little scratch. How about you Kleez?
>>54337499
Great...arrr

>>54337516
>I saved the children, but even then they need proper intensive care, the parents however could only be comfortable as they began to fade.

>I didn't fare any better, but it wasn't so bad as the mortals

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>>54337267
>Matthias would flash a warm smile at the Junior officer.

It's a pleasure to see you made it, Lieutenant.

>>54337289
And the same to you, Engineseer.

>>54337267
>The General would merely nod his head in acknowledgement at the Junior tank officer.
>Matthias' mother. A rather diminutive woman in stature, compared to most people. Would be seated next to her husband. Her body covered up in an elegant red dress, with her blonde hair done up rather nicely.

>She would flash the two a gentle smile, not at all dissimilar to the one her son had flashed them.
>"Oh, don't mind my husband. He's not much of a conversationalist, unless it involves the manuvuereing of thousands of soldiers, across the battlefield."
>"No Elena. I'm quiet, because I don't know ANY of these people."
>Oh hush, Garret! These men are our guests this evening. With many of them being under the command of our son! You could show them a little more respect, at the very least."
>The General would grumble under his breath, as his wife would tell him off, infront of their guests.

>Pic related, is Matthias' mother

>>54337499
>a chunk of heavy wooden door hits him full in the chest, and a sickening crack can be heard

>>54337534
F-F... *cough* Fine... thanks...

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>54337571
Arr at least you conscious
>Tries to take a wooden frame out of his chest
>50+

>>54337469
>The Commissar wouldn't even have been in the room. Still Farr to busy trying to get the rest of the regiment to the dining room.

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>54337635
>>54337571
>Rog fails and hurts Kleez even further
Arrr let me try again

Rolled 93, 86 = 179 (2d100)

>>54337571
>yet more wounded await, and I try again

>>54337635
stop, let me help you

[first for van and second for rusty]

>>54337662
Allright you're the boss.
Arrharrharr...
>Looks at Wyvern family
Harrrrr I'll check on them

>>54337662
>I excavate most of the wounds from them both, they are able to move and caryy things, but that's about it

you two, get up and bring the wounded to me, find some more medical supplies MOVE

>I go full drill sargent

>>54337732
Arrr aye aye captain
>Goes and picks up two visitor

Rolled 41, 1, 71, 35, 42, 69, 69, 24, 62, 18 = 432 (10d100)

>I continue until I have seen all the wounded possible

>Over two hundred sisters burst through the main doors as the Canoness
NOBODY FUCKING MOVE!!! I care about you a lot less than i do these shells. Hospitiler core get the family to the back room. Get the interrogator in here!!
>she immediately shoots an unnamed guardsmen
GET MOVING!!
>the sisters immediately start getting the full family out of the room

>>54337876
>I look up from my work

HURRY YOU LATE IDIOTS, LESS SHOOTING MORE HEALING NOW, THE CHILDREN NEED INTENSIVE CARE AND SEVERAL MORE NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION HURRY UP AND MOVE

>I dive back into my work with a frantic need

>>54337732
>he continues to lie on the floor
I'm n-not getting up until all this shit is sorted out, *cough* thank you v-very much.

>>54337876
Arrr great they are here...
>Begins to clear the rubble

>>54337929
They will be cared for. Ill get our advanced medics for you. Command the troops. I'll see to the family.
>she turns and strides out with urgency

>>54337970
> I stop and drag him to my eye level, half my helm scorched off so only a black eye remains

you will get up, you will help or so help me lord. I will give you to the hospitaler GOT IT

>my voice is low and volatile , a man on the edge of snapping

GOT IT?

>>54337989
right,

HURRY UP, THE LESSER WOUNDED ARE TO THE LEFT, WORK FROM RIGHT TO LEFT GOT IT. I THINK ITS ANTIMATTER SO WORK ACCORDING LY

>>54338017
>The majority of the medics start stabilizing then move once their stable, the actual doctors coming to do actual surgery

>the orld shimmers and the séance of devastation and harm and death shatters and everyone is back where they were 5 minutes before the explosion

a voice is heard

"JUST AS PLANNNED" HEHEHEHEHE

>>54337970
>>54337929
>>54337876
>>54337837
>>54337771
>>54337732
>>54337725
>>54337662
>>54337656
>>54337655
>>54337635
>>54337571
>>54337556
>>54337534
>>54337516
>>54337499
>>54337469
>>54337468
alright. So after dick ass long discussion on READING WHAT THE FUCK AN ANTIMATTER BOMB IS. AND THE EFFECTS OF NOT DOING RESEARCH ON WEAPONS! (ULSTER AND TRYGON!).
We have smartly decided to throw this bomb into the retconia alongside the squats, and Malal.

We therefore, return to >>54337568

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>>54338151
*realising that I was lied to or some shit I don't know, I decide to make my way over and enjoy a lovely dinner*
I am positively bewildered

>>54337568
>Rog come in and sits at a table

>>54337568
>the priest jolts awake from a nap he was taking, putting a hand to his forehead and rubbing his arm
Woah... uh, so, when's dinner. I haven't eaten since this morning.

>>54337346
G-Good plan - after all we wouldn't w-want to keep such *cough* generous hosts waiting, heheheh.

>>54338188
>he enters the room and sits down with a quiet clank
S-Sorry I'm late, sir, I was just admiring your *cough* splendid manor.

>>54337568
>the astares shakes his head at the dasu vu and stands before the general and his wife.

greetings sir and ma'am, I am brother vexus of the death watch. I apologise if I am not following any local customs but I wanted to wish you a good feast

>I incline my head to both, carefull to avoid staining anything with he scouts blood

>>54338266
>Matthias would nod his head in acknowledgement, as the Sergeant enters. Although he would cast a momentarily suspicious eye at him at the sound of metal clinking coming from his clothes.

>>54338317
>Innocent whistling
That clinking is just me leg and arms

>>54338288
>His parents seem more astonded at the fact that a member of the esteemed deathwatch, is traveling along with their son. Rather than the blood on his hands.
>His father would be the first to speak up at.

>"The honour is ours, Astarte. We hope our home is more than enough for you."

>>54338336
Arrrr

>>54338347
>the Astartes seems to shudder slightly, but the good listeners can hear a slight chuckle

trust me, your home is better than most battlefields and that makes it more than enough for me. I hope you enjoy yourselves

now if you will excuse me, I will be sat In the corner if I am needed. Matthias.

>I bang a arm over my chest in a salute and as I said take a seat in the corner cleaning my bolter

>>54338350
Aeiou aeiou aeiou aeiou aeiou
SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI

>Rog get up
Arrrr...TOAST! To our gracious hosts, Mr. and Ms. Wyvern! Long may they and their children live! And long may Praetoria stand!

>>54338439
>As soon as he had taken his seat. Several dozen servants would entering from a door on the far right side of the room. Each one carrying with them, a dozen plus trays in there arms.
>Each plate has a rather healthy helping of steamed, and cooked vegetables.
>Alongside this, the servants would bring out large pitchers of honey coloured wines, and bottles of Amasec.

>>54338596
>Matthias would raise his glass to this.
>Matthias' mother however would stand up, her glass raised as high as her slender, 5'0" body would allow her to.
>"I thank you all for coming to dinner this evening. We would have done this yesterday, bit unfortunate circumstances forced us to forestall until today. Therefore, I propose a toast. To return of my son, Matthias, and his engagemnt to the wonderful woman. Sergeant Rias Greymane!"

>>54338640
>The priest raises his recaf mug before taking a sip

>>54338600
>>54338640
>With the lady of the house having given her toast. The servants would begin to distribute the food and drink, of the first course, to all of the assembled guests.

>>54338600
>watching with minimum intrest, I look for any potential dangers, but see none. my vox is silent and the scout is stable. I wonder where the bride is.

>the being in black returns to his matenance

>>54338656
her player is away, so I've got minor control over her.
>The bride would be seated next to Matthias. Her hand entwined underneath the table with his own. Her face rather red, with embarrassment at her Mother-in-law's toast.

>>54338600
>he takes a bottle of amasec and gets it half way to his face before realising where he is
>he sighs quietly and pours himself a glass

>>54338640
>he raises his glass before pouring it into his respirator
>he quickly fills another, trying his best not to look at the glittering cutlery on the table
Cutlery goes outside to in, cutlery goes outside to in...

>>54338640
Arrrr
>Drinks Wine
>Eats vegetables
>>54338654
So arrrr Vander, how have you been today? Did any upgrades to this great house?

>>54335642
I'M A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL

>>54338706
all these squares make a circle... All these squares make a circle....
>Matthias would have given the Sergeant the stink eye, the moment he had tried to down an entire bottle of expensive amasec.

>>54338722
I crashed a limousine and made a new friend
>the techpriest drunkenly slaps the marble bust of what must be a revered ancestor

>>54338753
it's nice to see you came back. Think you'll sitck around, or maybe even join us over in the discord channel?
>Matthias would sigh, at the Tech-priest yelling out such an unnecessary thing.

>>54338768
>It doesn't take long, for one of the servants to swiftly take away the bust from his grip. Leaving him empty handed.

>>54338768
Arrrr so you were the landlubber who did it? Harrrharrharrr that's kinda funny
So anyways arrr when's the wedding? We must know how big of a chance we got to attend it, Haaarrrrharharhar

>>54338783
>she sits at a table, raising her glas if marine grade ale, still wasted from before
I wish Nate was here. I could use him right now~

>>54338753
Also what's going on

>>54338798
BRUTUS COME BACK!

>>54338848
>the marine gets up and drags the tech priest into my corner


stop trying to take things, and be a bit quieter okay?

>I hold him by the scruff of his robes nearly 2 feet off the floor

>>54338830
Arrr what did you do to that Hospitaler? I haven't seen anyone so embarressed since Van Kleez saw a video of him trying to make a grox accept his marriage proposal while drunk Hahahaha

>>54338828
>Upon hearing this, Matthias' mother would speak up.
>"for those of you who don't know. We're hoping to hold the wedding, before your ship leaves Praetoria. And we would be happy to have you all attend it!"
>Her husband doesn't exactly seem pleased by her words, and open invitation. But he can obviously do nothing to stop her at this point.

>>54338830
he will live, but do not ever do that again. got it? never.

>>54338921
catching the genrals expression I speak up

I'm sure you wouldn't like us ALL, so I think we will have to decline. only the best man for them both should go. the rest will just wait.

>>54338877
H-hey now, I was just admiring the shape of its skull

>>54338895
That's a secret...
>she smirks
Besides i found my prey
>she hurries to the marine

>>54338877
Oh Mr marine! Can i have a word with you~~

>>54338964
good

>I drop him onto his feet and let him go back to his seat

>>54338973
as long as it has nothing to do with flirting or "inappropriate" behaviour then speak away. other wise be less drunk and think

>>54338895
>he slams his glass down
YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER TELL ANYONE YOU SON OF A-
>he again remembers where he is
Ahem. 'Scuse me. Me an' my comrade will... 'discuss' this matter later.

>>54338758
>he does his best to avoid eye contact, instead staring helplessly at the vast array of knives and forks before him
>he suddenly turns to the Captain and whispers urgently
Cap'n! I need you to tell me, that I can leave this dinner if I want to!

>>54338706

>The Sergeant would feel a pair of slender hands wrap around his back from behind him.

>>54339016
Oh come on, Scarlet was the one who made that video and distributed it to the whole regiment, everyone already knew about that accident

>>54338758
> I'm phone posting while on vacation in Europe so Wi-Fi is spotty and discord is a no go

>>54338995
>her tendrils stop halfway through coiling around him
B-but... i wanna flirt with you...

>>54339016
>>54339037
Besides you ahve other problems to attend to, hahahaha

>>54339051
no.

>I step out of the tendris grasp,

save that for the scout if... WHEN he wakes up

>>54339016
>>54339037
>Her arms still gently wrapped around his neck.
You can leave this dinner whenever you want to, Sergeant.

Sorry vox lag

>>54339084
>I glare at the woman

what did I tell you about harassing this unit "Sister?"

>>54338959
I think it is up to soon-married to decide

>>54339084
>his eyes go wide and he shouts altogether too loudly
BITCH DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

...Cutlery goes outside to in, cutlery goes outside to in...

>>54339039
>>54339065
The whole re- Emprah's balls, I'm gonna kill that...
>"Oh yeah, her future in-laws are right there. And could have me executed in a heartbeat."
...that Sergeant.

>>54339079
He's asleep. Oooo...~ where?
>she smirks and looks around

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Reporting for duty, sir. What's the situation?

>>54339160
he is in a coma, and currently runs the risk of violent death.

YOU WILL NOT GO NEAR HIM.

>my voice is almost at a humans shout......with my vox speakers deactivated

>>54339160
You are a disgrace to the mechanicum and where I'm from the standards for disgrace is high

>>54339171
Were having a dinner Vu, come and sit down and have a meal, vegetables are wonderful. Oh and while were here
>Gives a tape with the video of Van Kleez doing...things
Here, it's demanded by sergeant that everyone in the regiment sees this video

>>54339157
>She would flash the Sergeant a smirk, before lifting up his mask, and planting a little kiss on his nose.

You're so mean... I'm just trying to have a little fun with you is all.

>>54339185
Oh, let her have some fun, Mr. "I'm too cool to flirt"!

>>54339160
>She flashes the Magos a smile.

He's in one of the medicae rooms, over on the base next door. Have fun finding him~!

>>54339185
Wait what...
>she seems to sober up as internal systems kick into overdrive
What happened to him.

>>54339248
he was shot taking the hit for you, by a crazed guardsman who commit suicide

>>54339241
you have no room to talk.

if you will excuse me I will check up on my patient.

>he turns and leaves with many parting for him

>>54339241
>lifting up his mask, she would see that his nose is... barely there
>his lower face is a mess, melted and ravaged by many years of noxious chemicals
>he bats her hand away
Touch me again and I'll break ya fuckin' wrist, fancy dinner or no. And get off a' that, this air tastes like shite.

>>54339226
>>54339171
Chen, if you touch that tape I swear to the almighty Emprah I'll shove that hat so far up your arse you'll be spittin' straw for weeks!

>>54339286
Take me to him now.
>she grabs his hand hard
Please...

>>54339321
Um... roger that.

>>54339323
>not stopping, I just lift my hand up and put her over my shoulder like a paper bag.

fine but don't do anything stupid

>>54339344
>Rog whispers
Okay I'll give it to ya later, trust me it's the funniest thing you'll see

>>54339171
Hello strange grassy man. How is your day on this day?

>>54339360
>her tendrils hold onto his armor, holding her in place
Thank you.

>>54339370
>the tech priest whispers
I know right, he even made a tuxedo out of a potato sack

>>54339401
>after a few minutes walk, I tell the guards to get out of the way and drop the priest to the ground

>the marine is in stasis, stable and healing but he wont be conscious for a good day or so

>I begin my cheaks

do not touch or interfere with machineries

>>54339422
Harraharrharrhar or a ring we made for them

Rolled 67, 74 = 141 (2d100)

empra, why do I have to deal with this shit show of a regiment.

>you know why

shut up, you dont

>>54339226
>>54339370
> he takes the take and presses a few buttons on the slate
What are you talking about? This is just a documentary on the siege of vraks rather dry
> he turns it, it's a documentary noe
> he winks at van kleez

>>54339486
Arrr clever devil...
So Matthew, arr Ria, how have you been doing this entire visit? Or how did such an important person as Matthew even end up here

>>54339381
I am doing well, thank you. What is going on?

>>54339486
>he lets out a long breath and winks back at Gelt

>>54339344
Yeah, uh, horribly boring. Didn't want to subject you to the pain of watching it, ya know?

>>54339552
We are eating an expensive dinner at the wyvern household.

>>54339321
*She would frown at his words. Obviously saddened by them.
>She would proceed to kiss his cheek, before he could pull his mask back down.

You have beautiful eyes. Even if they have been dulled by the use of chemicals over the years.
>She would sound rather sincere, as she smiles at him. No hint of teasing, or lewdness to her voice.

But I'll accept your wishes, Sergeant.

>>54339610
>She would almost seemed saddened as she walks away from the man.

>>54339534
Well after that gunfight it's been fine. Weird being outta the ship and not in combat.

>with my tests complete I help speed along his recovery, he might even be able to speak for a few moments

>>54339610
>he stiffens again at the kiss, before shoving his mask back down
>his brow furrows slightly, unsure what to make of the sister's new tone
Yeah yeah, sure.
>he turns back to the table and pours himself another glass of amasec, shaking his head

>>54339703
Arrr at least you wear somethng other than a combat clothing and a flak, must be weird to wear such luxury Yaharharr

>>54339713
broken shield? little one can you speak?

can you speak? come on

Soldiers that died for the emperor in the first assault: Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans
Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Hans Frederick Frederick Frederick FrederickFrederick FrederickFrederick Frederick
> it drones on in a monotone narration for a bit before Gelt turns it off

>>54339748
I like my combat clothing. I've modified it to be more comfortable. Ireally enjoy it.

magos dominus, do you wish to have a few moments.

alone?

So........ Like my new robes?
> he's wearing robes that are extremely black with a strange shimmer like the night sky and a trim of very dark crimson red.All of his various metal parts are shined and sparkling
he's looking styling

>>54339788
Arrr glad to hear. Do ya have those tapes? Y'know the ones?
Also Matthew, how are you in this family reunion, last time I had mine it was awful, awkward and an atrocity upon family values, but you don't have sibling that wants to eat you now do you harharharhar

>>54339864
Is looking nice, trim goes very well with the thing you have instead of eyes yarrrr

>>54339742
>She would take her seat once more, just as the second course is being brought out.
>She eats it silently. Obviously saddened by the Sergeant's words, but willing to respect his request unless asked to do otherwise.

>>54339864
I was to this point, unaware that you could go blacker than black. Those robes are extremely black.

>>54339777
>Nathaniel would open his eyes. His implants having ended his suspended animation.
>He would let out a sigh, as he speaks.

Is she.... Is she ok? Did she survive?

>>54339874
They're all mixed in with the sisters. There's three of them but i don't think they want to eat me though.

>>54339897
>here coms channel lights up

Sister where are you? some help would be appreciated.

>>54339926
she survived without a scratch, in no small part thanks to you. but I will tell you this. you gave me a scare with that

>>54339897
Arrrr come on now sister there's plenty of fish in the galaxy. I'm sure you'll find someone else to mollest Yaharr arrr

>>54339874
R-right!
>Matthias would chuckle nervously at this. Praying to the Emperor, that none of his family can see the being nearby.
>Thankfully. They appear to be busy, talking with Rias' mother, while his brothers, talk to her sisters.

>>54339897
>he continues to drink, not really looking up from the bottom of his glass
>after a couple of minutes he shoots a glance at the sister
Ah, quit your moping. Ya can't go around molesting people and expect not to get yelled at once in a while, can ya?

>>54339874
I don't have family reunions but I do have forgeworld reunions
It's terrifying everyone's pulling out their latest death ray and daemon eengine and trying to kill each other not fun , stressful don't know why I come back
> long sigh
I don't know it may be a back stabbing anarchy world to give commerough a run for its money and recklessly flouts the rules of mars but it's but quite home but still MY forge would for all it sucks

>>54340028
>Her face would shoot up at hearing Bout her 'molesting' people.
>Her face seems rather red with embarrassment, as she looks over to him.

I-i-i-i did n-no such thing to anyone! T-that would be awful!

I m-merely gave you the examination that you r-required! That's all!

>She would remains ilent for a moment, before looking back.

...Is that really what you thought I was doing?

>>54340073
If you confront your sins now it makes them easier to deal with in the future.

>>54340028
Arrrr someone seems gloomy, here yarr maybe this will make you brighten up
>Gives a packet with "Sliscus favourite" written on it
>>54340030
Arrr don't get me started on Cammoraghs residents, you have to always use antitoxins because even the pizza dalivery Eldar try to poison you

>>54339964
>He would nod his head, before letting it fall back onto the pillow beneath him.

I'm glad... I wouldn't have wanted all this pain to be for nothing...

Besides, brother. I couldn't possibly consider myself a Broken Shield, if I didn't risk my life for others. I'd simply be broken instead.

>>54340073
That's what EVERYONE thought you were doing
Why do you I was offering alternate medical services all the time it's not like I need or want extra work in addition to what i do already

>>54340073
>listening over the vox network, I speak up.

need I remind you, you mentally scarred a man whom I had to fix?

>>54340097
well brother, until you get the black carapace, and can TAKE a shot from a las rifle, maybe dragging them into cover is a better idea

>>54340119
May I hug him Vexus?

>>54340095
Yeah that place is awful worst two years of my life

>Is busy inspecting the dining tools and pondering whether taking the silverware would be considered rude

>>54340156
I unno, I visit it sometimes because Deldar always have a job for the like me, yarrr even though I often have to force them to pay but, but the arenas have nice shows

>>54340152
yes but be careful of the wound and the blood, it might be infected.

> I stand back to watch

>>54340073
>he raises an eyebrow
Emprah's mercy, that was your attempt at genuine medical p-practice? *wheeze* They get the healin' and the purgin' mixed up when you were trained or something?

>>54340095
M-Maybe it will - never let it b-be said I'm not one for *cough* experimental medicines.
>he looks around shiftily, before dumping the packet into his drink and downing it

>>54340152
My leg is still broken from the elevator shaft yesterday. Are you ever going to do something about that?

>>54340190
Okay...

>>54340097
>flying tackle hug
Why did you take the shot for me!?
>her tendrils all wrap tightly around him, almost turning him into a mechanical ball


>>54340231
Yes. I'll get on that.

>>54340187
See you visited
I got sold into slavery for two years and then the inquisitor comes back and says it was a PRANK VERY FUNNY QUIXOS
> he's simultaneously laughing crying and simmering with rage

>>54340245
>my eyes shoot up and I prise enough mechendrites away that he can breath

I should have mentioned Astartes need air as well right?

>>54340247
Arrr still it's quite an achievment to be a Deldar slave AND retain you sanity...arrr maybe I've seen you during one of my visits

>>54340119
>He would chuckle at this, despite the pain he was in.

I'll think about it....

>>54340245
>He would scream out in pain for a moment.

GAAAAHHH! MAGOS! GAAAAHHH! LOOSEN UP! PLEASE!

>>54340289
>>54340245
>Lifts his face toward them
Get a room, please. My appetite won't last much more of that.
>At least three silver spoons have found their way into his pocket

>>54340289
>>54340359
Oops...
>she loosens up slightly

>>54340364
[they are outside, not in the dinner hall]

>>54340204
>She would lower her head at his words. Apparently ashamed at what she had done.

I.... I'm sorry.... It's just that your procedures have to be far more.... Invasive, than usual, because you're a Chem dog...

I-I hope you can forgive me, Sergeant...