An audible gasp could be heard.
Well, she got a bit startled and immediately entered the kitchen.
Well, she got a bit startled and immediately entered the kitchen.
"Hehe. Run, little girl," he said as he had a good laugh. "We will play again later!"
...and just as suddenly would a cyan blur bolt at the exit and completely annihilate it while exiting. Uh okay, she was practicing BLJ and went a little bit excessive.
...and the door respawns.
...and the door respawns.
Lin Xueqing wrote:
...and just as suddenly would a cyan blur bolt at the exit and completely annihilate it while exiting. Uh okay, she was practicing BLJ and went a little bit excessive.
...and the door respawns.
...and the door respawns.
Lin Xueqing wrote:
An audible gasp could be heard.
Well, she got a bit startled and immediately entered the kitchen.
Well, she got a bit startled and immediately entered the kitchen.
"What can I help you with?"
May the Emperor watch over Arpatia, A formal termination of service was not requested on my end and she was provisionally declared MIA. The guardswoman was a capable soldier doubtless she will do well for herself. I hope she finds her own way to fulfill her duty to the Emperor.
On my part, I must tend to my own duties, the imperial guard is a ceaseless machine and i am charged with ensuring that the inexorable march is sustained. Naturally as the presence of beings within my own universe wanes in this place, I will make myself scarce deferring to a lack of relevance.
A fleeting presence is maintained, mainly on account of Mathius's hospitality but hereforth, the new year shall begin with myself investing my energies wherein there is purpose and reciprocity.
Menial conjecture and irate bickering is best left to the hive scum, I have become averse to that which lacks substance and these mundane cacophonies of passive aggression have become disagreeable with my disposition.
Let it be known that I, Lord General Aleksandr Von Drakenfell, seek amnesty from those whom have been wronged or mocked. My due in coming here was to enrich the setting and find compatriots within my own realm. I have, as of late, detracted from this purpose.
Anywho, that is all from me, dismissed.
On my part, I must tend to my own duties, the imperial guard is a ceaseless machine and i am charged with ensuring that the inexorable march is sustained. Naturally as the presence of beings within my own universe wanes in this place, I will make myself scarce deferring to a lack of relevance.
A fleeting presence is maintained, mainly on account of Mathius's hospitality but hereforth, the new year shall begin with myself investing my energies wherein there is purpose and reciprocity.
Menial conjecture and irate bickering is best left to the hive scum, I have become averse to that which lacks substance and these mundane cacophonies of passive aggression have become disagreeable with my disposition.
Let it be known that I, Lord General Aleksandr Von Drakenfell, seek amnesty from those whom have been wronged or mocked. My due in coming here was to enrich the setting and find compatriots within my own realm. I have, as of late, detracted from this purpose.
Anywho, that is all from me, dismissed.
Verity Carlo wrote:
"Nah, she stepped out. I hope she's alive, as Army Barbies lose their value when they're in pieces." It was a dark comment, but Verity didn't seem to care.
He snuck in. He dropped a new plasma launcher behind her to startle her.
Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
May the Emperor watch over Arpatia, A formal termination of service was not requested on my end and she was provisionally declared MIA. The guardswoman was a capable soldier doubtless she will do well for herself. I hope she finds her own way to fulfill her duty to the Emperor.
On my part, I must tend to my own duties, the imperial guard is a ceaseless machine and i am charged with ensuring that the inexorable march is sustained. Naturally as the presence of beings within my own universe wanes in this place, I will make myself scarce deferring to a lack of relevance.
A fleeting presence is maintained, mainly on account of Mathius's hospitality but hereforth, the new year shall begin with myself investing my energies wherein there is purpose and reciprocity.
Menial conjecture and irate bickering is best left to the hive scum, I have become averse to that which lacks substance and these mundane cacophonies of passive aggression have become disagreeable with my disposition.
Let it be known that I, Lord General Aleksandr Von Drakenfell, seek amnesty from those whom have been wronged or mocked. My due in coming here was to enrich the setting and find compatriots within my own realm. I have, as of late, detracted from this purpose.
Anywho, that is all from me, dismissed.
On my part, I must tend to my own duties, the imperial guard is a ceaseless machine and i am charged with ensuring that the inexorable march is sustained. Naturally as the presence of beings within my own universe wanes in this place, I will make myself scarce deferring to a lack of relevance.
A fleeting presence is maintained, mainly on account of Mathius's hospitality but hereforth, the new year shall begin with myself investing my energies wherein there is purpose and reciprocity.
Menial conjecture and irate bickering is best left to the hive scum, I have become averse to that which lacks substance and these mundane cacophonies of passive aggression have become disagreeable with my disposition.
Let it be known that I, Lord General Aleksandr Von Drakenfell, seek amnesty from those whom have been wronged or mocked. My due in coming here was to enrich the setting and find compatriots within my own realm. I have, as of late, detracted from this purpose.
Anywho, that is all from me, dismissed.
Xueqing popped up in the kitchen. It seemed she lagged a bit.
"Well..." She scratched her head, "...here for a look. More that there's someone I don't like out there"
"Well..." She scratched her head, "...here for a look. More that there's someone I don't like out there"
Lin Xueqing wrote:
Xueqing popped up in the kitchen. It seemed she lagged a bit.
"Well..." She scratched her head, "...here for a look. More that there's someone I don't like out there"
"Well..." She scratched her head, "...here for a look. More that there's someone I don't like out there"
Lucien wrote:
"Goodie! A bloody mess indeed! I hope her final seconds were agonizing! Don't you?" he said with a similar indifferent look on his face like Verity. "Guess we both on something!"
"Shut up." Verity makes a less than polite hand gesture at Lucien.
Verity Carlo wrote:
Lucien wrote:
"Goodie! A bloody mess indeed! I hope her final seconds were agonizing! Don't you?" he said with a similar indifferent look on his face like Verity. "Guess we both on something!"
"Shut up." Verity makes a less than polite hand gesture at Lucien.
"I'm no soldier. I'm just another person."
"Well you ar..." before he could finish his sentence, a stranger appeared from the dark, a punch to his face which sent him flying across the room. It was none other then Ami Arpatia, but she went by the codename Gravedigger, her purple eyes blankly stared at Variety, her cold and unmoving face showing the war she went through and the troubles she went through to become a Adeptas Sororitas.
She stood there staring up at Maz'Goth as Maz'Goth back away from her form. It was as though she metamorphic into something different, something more cold and distant. She looked at the Lord General and waved her hair in a certain way. "MIA? Hardly, Lord General Aleksandr..." she coldly told him as she took a seat while she kept her eyes on him. "For...the EMPEROR..." she said coldly but with high respects of the Emperor.
"Whoa…nice new look."
"Thank you, Variety..." she said with a slight smile. She gave up smoking and the only desire for her was to serve the Emperor with the Sisters of Battle, her raven locks glistening in the dim light of the tavern. She definitely doesn't look like she did when she had left the tavern a bit ago. It had been 2 years in their reality that made her who she was.
Lucien held his face with a grim look on his face as both him and Maz'Goth went through a portal. It was though his eyes was telling her this was not the end of them. And that he would be seeing her again real soon. But not in the tavern. There was a rule of no kill. So he had to honor the rule.
Lucien held his face with a grim look on his face as both him and Maz'Goth went through a portal. It was though his eyes was telling her this was not the end of them. And that he would be seeing her again real soon. But not in the tavern. There was a rule of no kill. So he had to honor the rule.
Ami Arpatia wrote:
She stood there staring up at Maz'Goth as Maz'Goth back away from her form. It was as though she metamorphic into something different, something more cold and distant. She looked at the Lord General and waved her hair in a certain way. "MIA? Hardly, Lord General Aleksandr..." she coldly told him as she took a seat while she kept her eyes on him. "For...the EMPEROR..." she said coldly but with high respects of the Emperor.
Excellent Sister Arpatia, it appears the intelligence report was faulty, doubtless you will find the Adepta Sororitas an auspicious host, this is good news.
One of Aleksandr's subordinates passed a dataslate, he updated and signed off on the records.
The thrones outstanding on your last tenure have been transferred as credit onto your auspex.
He ended with a formal salute before resuming his brumation.
Verity Carlo wrote:
Lucien wrote:
"Goodie! A bloody mess indeed! I hope her final seconds were agonizing! Don't you?" he said with a similar indifferent look on his face like Verity. "Guess we both on something!"
"Shut up." Verity makes a less than polite hand gesture at Lucien.
"I could blast him if you want...."
Ami Arpatia wrote:
"Thank you, Variety..." she said with a slight smile. She gave up smoking and the only desire for her was to serve the Emperor with the Sisters of Battle, her raven locks glistening in the dim light of the tavern. She definitely doesn't look like she did when she had left the tavern a bit ago. It had been 2 years in their reality that made her who she was.
Lucien held his face with a grim look on his face as both him and Maz'Goth went through a portal. It was though his eyes was telling her this was not the end of them. And that he would be seeing her again real soon. But not in the tavern. There was a rule of no kill. So he had to honor the rule.
Lucien held his face with a grim look on his face as both him and Maz'Goth went through a portal. It was though his eyes was telling her this was not the end of them. And that he would be seeing her again real soon. But not in the tavern. There was a rule of no kill. So he had to honor the rule.
"Welcome, Sister Arpatia"
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