"Brother Greystorm? I don't know. I really only see him here. We're in different Great Companies in our chapter, after all."
HE pushed the door open and he nodded to Drael and placed Frostbreaker and his bolter rifle into the weapons box.
"Brother Greyhowl.....Ami...."
"Brother Greyhowl.....Ami...."
Urich Greyhowl wrote:
"Brother Greystorm? I don't know. I really only see him here. We're in different Great Companies in our chapter, after all."
"Ah, there you are."
Blaze wrote:
He thought for a moment before letting her go. “Sorry... I got carried away,” he said, releasing her. “Is that all there is? I'm okay with that...” His voice took on a somber tone as he stared at her after she had been wiggling in his arms. He reflected on the potion she had given him. “So, what will it do to me?” he asked quietly, leaning his face closer to hers. He wanted to understand more about the tonic and hoped he wouldn't turn into a pumpkin or something absurd.
“Will it really turn me into a pumpkin?” he asked with a slight laugh under his breath, the thought amusing him. But then memories flooded back, waves of his past when he had been a guardsman who killed for the wrong reasons. His expression became even more serious as he pulled away from her, as if he wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone.
“Will it really turn me into a pumpkin?” he asked with a slight laugh under his breath, the thought amusing him. But then memories flooded back, waves of his past when he had been a guardsman who killed for the wrong reasons. His expression became even more serious as he pulled away from her, as if he wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone.
Blaze wrote:
He blushed at Drael's remark as his attention was temporary on him. "I hope she feels the same way.."
She started to giggle, her cheeks turning pink and her eye "brow" raised as she took a softer tone. "Silly~ you won't turn into a pumpkin~" she nudged him~ "I did say it's a healing tonic~ that's just what it's supposed to do~ feel any better? It's supposed to take away all of that lethargy you were feeling earlier~" she smiled with her eyes!~
then she heard what he said about how she feels. "How do you feel about me?" she asked genuinely.
Hearing her take a much softer tone, he listened intently as she spoke to him. He sighed with relief when she assured him that he wasn't going to turn into some kind of pumpkin. As she nudged him, he managed a slight smile, unsure of how to react. Reflecting on it, he realized he did feel a lot better after drinking it. "Thank you, Basil," he said, his smile broadening. It was unusual for him to smile, especially considering his past.
"Yeah... I mean, you want to go on a date. Wouldn't that make it official?" he asked cautiously, looking at her. It was a serious question, and he hoped it wouldn't offend her.
"Yeah... I mean, you want to go on a date. Wouldn't that make it official?" he asked cautiously, looking at her. It was a serious question, and he hoped it wouldn't offend her.
Basil wrote:
Blaze wrote:
He thought for a moment before letting her go. “Sorry... I got carried away,” he said, releasing her. “Is that all there is? I'm okay with that...” His voice took on a somber tone as he stared at her after she had been wiggling in his arms. He reflected on the potion she had given him. “So, what will it do to me?” he asked quietly, leaning his face closer to hers. He wanted to understand more about the tonic and hoped he wouldn't turn into a pumpkin or something absurd.
“Will it really turn me into a pumpkin?” he asked with a slight laugh under his breath, the thought amusing him. But then memories flooded back, waves of his past when he had been a guardsman who killed for the wrong reasons. His expression became even more serious as he pulled away from her, as if he wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone.
“Will it really turn me into a pumpkin?” he asked with a slight laugh under his breath, the thought amusing him. But then memories flooded back, waves of his past when he had been a guardsman who killed for the wrong reasons. His expression became even more serious as he pulled away from her, as if he wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone.
Blaze wrote:
He blushed at Drael's remark as his attention was temporary on him. "I hope she feels the same way.."
She started to giggle, her cheeks turning pink and her eye "brow" raised as she took a softer tone. "Silly~ you won't turn into a pumpkin~" she nudged him~ "I did say it's a healing tonic~ that's just what it's supposed to do~ feel any better? It's supposed to take away all of that lethargy you were feeling earlier~" she smiled with her eyes!~
then she heard what he said about how she feels. "How do you feel about me?" she asked genuinely.
"Give him a chance!"
Ami Greystorm wrote:
Urich Greyhowl wrote:
"Brother Greystorm? I don't know. I really only see him here. We're in different Great Companies in our chapter, after all."
"I'm quite hungry, sister. After threw weeks straight of fighting on a desiccated world to fight back Chaos influence.
Mathius, do you have any of those roast beef sandwiches? If so, we'd each like three.
Blaze, a glass of whatever my sister would like, and Fenrisian Ale for Brother Greyhowl and I, please"
"You've definitely developed quite the appetite since then, Brother. Welcome home. I'm fortunate you're here to tell the tale of fighting off the Chaos influence," she said, reflecting on everything her brother had endured during their time apart.
"Most definitely, Mathius," Ami replied, her own hunger growing after battling heretics infused with the powers of Khorne. It was as if both of them had faced hell and emerged alive to share their stories.
"Yes, please, Blaze," she said softly to the man, sensing he was very different from what Athene had described. "Brother, this man... Never mind. That's a story for another time," she added gently. "I'll have some Fenrisian Ale as well," she said coolly to Blaze, hoping for something other than recaf.
"Most definitely, Mathius," Ami replied, her own hunger growing after battling heretics infused with the powers of Khorne. It was as if both of them had faced hell and emerged alive to share their stories.
"Yes, please, Blaze," she said softly to the man, sensing he was very different from what Athene had described. "Brother, this man... Never mind. That's a story for another time," she added gently. "I'll have some Fenrisian Ale as well," she said coolly to Blaze, hoping for something other than recaf.
Blaze left Basil for a moment to serve the customers their drinks. "Here you all are—Crystal mugs filled with your favorite beverage: Fenrinsian Ale. I see you haven't had it before," he remarked while looking at Ubba. "Maybe someday I’ll give this alcoholic drink a try," he added as he placed the three mugs on the table and gratefully stepped away.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
Blaze wrote:
Blaze left Basil for a moment to serve the customers their drinks. "Here you all are—Crystal mugs filled with your favorite beverage: Fenrinsian Ale. I see you haven't had it before," he remarked while looking at Ubba. "Maybe someday I’ll give this alcoholic drink a try," he added as he placed the three mugs on the table and gratefully stepped away.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
"I would advise against that. Mjød is not ideal for consumption by non-Astartes, as it is made from a highly toxic root found on Fenris. Should Ami wish to consume some, she will have to take an anti-toxin prior to consumption. Although given the taste of Mjød, that might not be necessary."
"Let's allow her to make that decision," Blaze said, looking at Ami. "No peer pressure. We don't want you blowing up like a balloon," he added as he stared in their direction. "If either of you has the antidote, please administer it if needed. We don't want to end up with a dead Adepta Sororitas on our hands, especially not one as renowned as her," he noted, standing there and waiting for the test to begin.
Ami sat there, staring at the alcohol. She had consumed recaf with dangerous ingredients before. "This should be nothing..." she thought as she gripped the cup and took a small sip to test the flavor. It definitely had a bold taste, but she didn't feel any side effects yet. After all, she was Ubba's big sister. Even though she didn't possess the seed or belong to the Astartes, she was still recognized as his sibling. "What is it supposed to do to me?" she asked Urich, waiting for his response.
"You'll probably feel extremely inebriated." He hands Ami a small vial filled with a clear liquid. "I suggest you chase it with this anti-toxin, otherwise it's not gonna be a pretty sight."
She took the tonic from him and gulped down the clear liquid before continuing to drink her alcoholic beverage. "Thanks... I may need this. I definitely don’t want to be inebriated after just one mug of ale," she said with a slight laugh. She didn’t want to embarrass her big brother by not being able to handle her alcohol; it would be a disgrace to the name she had adopted from him. She had severed all ties to her past. After finishing the ale, she felt quite fine. "Thank you, Brother Urich," she said with a quick smile on her face.
"Somehow Tzeentch cultists were rounding up Imperial Citizens with the help of Thousand Sons. They fell quickly." He sat back in his chair
"We need to hurry and liberate the citizens and the planet from these cultists," she said to Ubba, looking him straight in the eyes. "They need our protection; it is the will of the Emperor, my brother." With that, she stood up from her seat. "I apologize, everyone, but we must take our leave. Are you coming, Urich?" she asked, preparing to engage in combat against the cultists.
"The cultist have met their demise already. They met fang, blade, and bolter and they all fell the same, Sister"
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"Give him a chance!"
Blaze wrote:
Blaze left Basil for a moment to serve the customers their drinks. "Here you all are—Crystal mugs filled with your favorite beverage: Fenrinsian Ale. I see you haven't had it before," he remarked while looking at Ubba. "Maybe someday I’ll give this alcoholic drink a try," he added as he placed the three mugs on the table and gratefully stepped away.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.
Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.
Basil could understand that she was essentially putting pressure on Blaze while he was at his job... she sighed sweetly, giving him a break. "It's alright~ I don't mind watching you from here~ maybe we can get to know eachother when you're off~" she blushed. "You're still pretty cute~"
"Good, Brother. I wish I was there to witness the fight. Mine was alone while my fellow Sororitas lay dead or dying...But do not fret, I got help," she told Ubba as she drank more of the ale. The taste was bitter but manageable.
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