At that point, Blaze stayed quiet as he looked at the others speaking about war. He wished to forget it as though it were sand in the wind, drifting away in the sky.
If it's one thing Aleksandr could appreciate it was a good soldier and this man Ivanovich, he held the look of a man that had seen the most damnable things, laughed them in the face, completed his mission and got back home in time for dinner. The first thing that Aleksandr gave him was acknoweldgement, soldier to soldier, man to man, he had earned his respect without words uttered, he issued a nod to affirm this. A firm handshake was dealt with a subtle smile.
" Well met Major, you must forgive me if I do not recognize PDF designations amongst planets and such, the Imperium is vast and the Astra Militarum resorts to standardized rank protocols for distinguishing each though I am sure the traditions of your regiment are unique, but then designations have never mattered upon the field of honor, we all know what really matters is the grit and boldness of the Emperor's own when the cannons make their utterances. About time this sector had reinforcements, I don't know where to start with you about it, the tau fuelled insurrectionists, genestealer cults on secundus, a tendril of the accursed hivefleet kraken making its way towards a forgeworld... and just this morning, raptor cults ! in our shipping lanes no less ! the boldness of the Arch-enemy knows no bounds."
Aleksandr nodded to one of his guardsmen,
" A bumper of the finest Amasec for Major Ivanovich and I, such an esteemed presence from so honored a regiment and from so far away no less. Do you partake Ivanovich ? "
The Lord General stated, ordering some drinks and offering Lho-Stubs (Cigars) to the man.
" So lets get to the matter at hand shall we, how many bodies, guns and bullets do you need to deliver the final word of the Emperor to those wretches "
The Lord General was perhaps still convinced the man belonged to his universe, Ivanovich was admittedly quite convincing he could blend right in.
" Well met Major, you must forgive me if I do not recognize PDF designations amongst planets and such, the Imperium is vast and the Astra Militarum resorts to standardized rank protocols for distinguishing each though I am sure the traditions of your regiment are unique, but then designations have never mattered upon the field of honor, we all know what really matters is the grit and boldness of the Emperor's own when the cannons make their utterances. About time this sector had reinforcements, I don't know where to start with you about it, the tau fuelled insurrectionists, genestealer cults on secundus, a tendril of the accursed hivefleet kraken making its way towards a forgeworld... and just this morning, raptor cults ! in our shipping lanes no less ! the boldness of the Arch-enemy knows no bounds."
Aleksandr nodded to one of his guardsmen,
" A bumper of the finest Amasec for Major Ivanovich and I, such an esteemed presence from so honored a regiment and from so far away no less. Do you partake Ivanovich ? "
The Lord General stated, ordering some drinks and offering Lho-Stubs (Cigars) to the man.
" So lets get to the matter at hand shall we, how many bodies, guns and bullets do you need to deliver the final word of the Emperor to those wretches "
The Lord General was perhaps still convinced the man belonged to his universe, Ivanovich was admittedly quite convincing he could blend right in.
Blaze wrote:
At that point, Blaze stayed quiet as he looked at the others speaking about war. He wished to forget it as though it were sand in the wind, drifting away in the sky.
max: yo blaze man want to play some pool to get out of this war convos * he said with a chuckle seeing him uncomfortable*
"Careful what you wish for there, kid. But me, I'd like whiskey."
He turned his head going past everyone "Ah let us not sorrow the mood with all this talk of conflict, Let us drink and enjoy, Fill our bellies and find comfort, Drink for those who are not here with us, For they live within us and they would not wish to see us so broken my dear friends."
He said before turning to Mr.Drakenfell, His mind ticking away trying to put any idea on what he was talking about together, Yet the board of info was missing too many pieces, He clicked past a few possible ideas on what his man could be, A quick search of his uniform, the man's face, and how he carried himself told him he likely grew up in a very stronger military first world, Judging from what he has put together from both Blaze and the rare words of the armored giant, He has placed together something at least a sort of judge of character if the therapist would be so shallow to say.
"Mr.... Uh, May I know your name good sir. I do not drink for it brings back horrible memories, I hope you can understand, I hope you do not suffer the same issue." He said softly with a soft nod before he thought more and more on what to say, The uniform oddly reminded him of a marshal he once knew, But those years were so far gone, He could barely remember the defense of stalingrad let alone the defense of chernobyl's power plant, If anything all he remembered was the horrible explosion from reactor 4.
"It seems we do not share the same words friend, I do not know of this emperor you speak of, But please do enlighten me if you may. Judging from how you carry yourself you are a man of many battles, But let us not bring up the old ideals of war and hate, And unite as a common force to remember the glory of those who are not with us today, May they be at home awaiting our return or may they awake at the kingdoms of heaven with open arms to forgive us of our sins."
He said before turning to Mr.Drakenfell, His mind ticking away trying to put any idea on what he was talking about together, Yet the board of info was missing too many pieces, He clicked past a few possible ideas on what his man could be, A quick search of his uniform, the man's face, and how he carried himself told him he likely grew up in a very stronger military first world, Judging from what he has put together from both Blaze and the rare words of the armored giant, He has placed together something at least a sort of judge of character if the therapist would be so shallow to say.
"Mr.... Uh, May I know your name good sir. I do not drink for it brings back horrible memories, I hope you can understand, I hope you do not suffer the same issue." He said softly with a soft nod before he thought more and more on what to say, The uniform oddly reminded him of a marshal he once knew, But those years were so far gone, He could barely remember the defense of stalingrad let alone the defense of chernobyl's power plant, If anything all he remembered was the horrible explosion from reactor 4.
"It seems we do not share the same words friend, I do not know of this emperor you speak of, But please do enlighten me if you may. Judging from how you carry yourself you are a man of many battles, But let us not bring up the old ideals of war and hate, And unite as a common force to remember the glory of those who are not with us today, May they be at home awaiting our return or may they awake at the kingdoms of heaven with open arms to forgive us of our sins."
"Sure thing. A pool would be nice. Not after I serve Kaputin," he said as he walked over to the table he was sitting at with a pot of recaf, as he lowered it down to the table with two cups and moved away silently so as not to cause ire in anyone in the tavern. "Now, pool sounds good," he said as he went to the pool table and waited for Max to come to the pool table as well, his hand on the pool stick and setting up the table with the pool balls being put in a pyramid shape. "Your turn first, Max," he said as he offered him the first to go.
The ever so careful satoshi had been sitting silently watching the bar and listening to all around him, The man sat resting his hands on top of his Katana which lay between his legs to allow him to sit comfortable, He didn't move nor speak, Let alone he had not ordered a drink, Who knows how long this soul had been sitting waiting.
Blaze wrote:
"Sure thing. A pool would be nice. Not after I serve Kaputin," he said as he walked over to the table he was sitting at with a pot of recaf, as he lowered it down to the table with two cups and moved away silently so as not to cause ire in anyone in the tavern. "Now, pool sounds good," he said as he went to the pool table and waited for Max to come to the pool table as well, his hand on the pool stick and setting up the table with the pool balls being put in a pyramid shape. "Your turn first, Max," he said as he offered him the first to go.
* max would smile at blaze as he excepted the game and he would shortly make his way to the table one blaze has it set max would get ready and hit the cue ball hard cousing the triangle of balls to scatter across the table and getting at least one solid ball into the gutter *
max: haha solids I have then your turn fire * he said with a chuckled *
He grinned as he picked up the pole, leaned forward, and hit the black ball to cause at least two to fall in the holes. "Got two," he said softly with a grin as he started to forget the conversation between the two men. If they needed anything, he would provide them with what they needed. But of course, he still didn't want the ire from the one who was a general. It made his spine crawl at the thought of him in his mind.
Sato wrote:
The ever so careful satoshi had been sitting silently watching the bar and listening to all around him, The man sat resting his hands on top of his Katana which lay between his legs to allow him to sit comfortable, He didn't move nor speak, Let alone he had not ordered a drink, Who knows how long this soul had been sitting waiting.
"I hope you wouldn't wear yourself out, doing that. Being a statue, I mean."
max: dame you lucky * he said as he would turn around and place his cue behind him hitting the white ball into a solid with a bankshot making it hit the far end gutter * max: hehe try making a shot like that * he said with a chuckle *
max: so blaze what things make your have fun like do you watch football or anything like that * max said curiesly trying to think of something to talk about *
max: so blaze what things make your have fun like do you watch football or anything like that * max said curiesly trying to think of something to talk about *
He would turn his head to Akagi "... Lady Akagi" he arises and bows fast before returning to seating "I am fine my lady. I just came to this place as I heard it is relaxing."
Seeing Max hit a trick shot, he stopped playing for a moment as he grinned at the boy. "Well, that was a nice shot," he said as he carefully picked up the stick again and hit the que which caused another ball to go into a hole. Before long, he stopped playing to think about what Max asked him. "I don't watch games or anything of the sort. I do have two kids who are like children to me. I had adopted them. I guess that's what helped me with the pain of my past," he said with another gentle smile on his face. He needed to open up so that someone could hear him out about his troubled past.
"So they say, yes, but what do you have to way about it?"
"Bars hold info, Watching and listening opens new info to endless choices my lady." he said softly as he once again just sat there not moving all that much
He finally spoke up to the two. "Need anything, or are you just going to chit chat?" he said as he was not annoyed but slightly curious about the two.
Aleksandr's expression went completely blank for a second, he looked at Ivanovich as if he had gone mad, it was the look of a commissar preparing to exercise to some battlefield jurisprudence given the heretical contents of such speakings. The man sounded like a Tau, no, even a Tau could not exercise such disturbing degrees of pacifism. Aleksandr was so astounded by the tiraade he did not know whether to feel disrespected or utterly horrified by such notions. There was indeed a very discomforting tenacity that occurred momentarily between the two, the guards behind him preparing their weapons as if they had been drilled for an occurrence of such a nature, tired expressions upon their face as if to say this would be the tenth execution this week, but then Aleksandr had been a commissar in a past life. The dread monotony was broken by a loud booming laughter.
" They told me Vostroyans had a dark sense of humor, but nothing could have prepared me for this, you almost had me there for a few seconds Ivanovich, hrahah... yes.. yes... let us have peace and the greater good and what not, by the Emperor, that was by far the most convincing impression of a Tau ethereal i've ever seen... you really had me, that was a firing squad summoning dialogue right there, good show, good show, hr-ahem, ofcourse, I am Lord General Aleksandr Von Drakenfell, Commandant Primus of Battle Group Arpat and Overseer of Astra Militarum operations in this sector, by the blessing of the Emperor and the grace of the High Lords of Terra. I have planets worth of ordnance deployed to the sector already and by planets worth I don't mean manufacturing capacity alone, I mean mass equivalents, yes, mass equivalents, to put it into perspective of man power, I have a soldier for every square inch of terra, seven times over... and that's not accounting for weaponry and such. We were deployed to ensure the pacification and control of this sector to establish a bastion in ultima segmentum "
"Uh... That's a nice army, I think?"
And here comes Naoto's terrible social skills.
And here comes Naoto's terrible social skills.
Naoto Kurogane wrote:
"Uh... That's a nice army, I think?" And here comes Naoto's terrible social skills.
"I've seen better."
"You two are right," he said as he stood there at the pool table looking at the occupants of the bar.
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