Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
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.
She acknowledged as merit to what he told her. "Thank you, Lord General. It is good to be back in action. And I rather die than get captured," she said as she sat there watching everything unfold. "Thank you for the transfer of credits," she said with a cold demeanor as she looked at her auspex. "It will do nicely. For the Emperor," she said as she gave a formal salute back to him as left him back to what he was doing.
Ami Arpatia wrote:
Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
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.
She acknowledged as merit to what he told her. "Thank you, Lord General. It is good to be back in action. And I rather die than get captured," she said as she sat there watching everything unfold. "Thank you for the transfer of credits," she said with a cold demeanor as she looked at her auspex. "It will do nicely. For the Emperor," she said as she gave a formal salute back to him as left him back to what he was doing.
"You know to call me Brother Greystorm now, yeah?"
"You and your military are strange."
He put his head on Mikazuki's knee and wagged his tail.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
Ami Arpatia wrote:
Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
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.
She acknowledged as merit to what he told her. "Thank you, Lord General. It is good to be back in action. And I rather die than get captured," she said as she sat there watching everything unfold. "Thank you for the transfer of credits," she said with a cold demeanor as she looked at her auspex. "It will do nicely. For the Emperor," she said as she gave a formal salute back to him as left him back to what he was doing.
"You know to call me Brother Greystorm now, yeah?"[/quote"]Yes, Brother Graystorm," she said as she saluted him in high regards.
Wheeljack wrote:
"I could blast him if you want...."
"Next time, Wheeljack." Verity sighs as she leans in her booth seat. "Thanks for the plasma launcher, by the way."
The witch hovered on her broomstick, head just about a watermelon's width below the ceiling while she quietly eavesdropped on various conversations.
Her eyes darted around as they followed each speaker in turn. It was Christmas and she had nothing better to do~
Her eyes darted around as they followed each speaker in turn. It was Christmas and she had nothing better to do~
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