After receiving a message on her phone, Xueqing anxiously checked it... and then her facial expression loosened up as she relaxed herself, letting out a long sigh of relief. "Thank GOODNESS she's fine..."
This girl overheard Mathius' words, and typed a message on her phone.
"Pears? I called my brother to get a box of those at a stock shop. He should be here later..."
"Pears? I called my brother to get a box of those at a stock shop. He should be here later..."
She looked at the girl and noticed who she was. "Hello again..." she said as she sat there staring at the girl for a few minutes before going back to her food.
" By the Emperor ! what a magnificent pair... look at the size of those things ! "
The Lord General could be seen reclining in his corner for a bit of R&R; he was flipping pages through Cannoness magazine, one of the Adeptus Munitorum's most popular publications, no less. The eagerness upon his expression was quite evident, eyes beaming with wanton desire, why... he could almost salivate upon a sight like that.
" That price for the two of them is a steal! they look pristine... practically unused !... hrmn... perhaps a bit of lubrication for a... smoother ride... hreheh... Oh, the things I would do with the two of them... the devastation and carnage that would be wrought... by the time i'm done with them, there'll be nothing left but craters to attest to my fury. "
"What The General Was Looking At"
"You don't ride pears. You eat them. And if pears cause you destructio, you might be allergic" he said rubbing his temples. Oniyan obviously would be great friends with Ogryn
(Comedy time)
(Comedy time)
". . ."
Mikazuki simply raised an eyebrow, before ultimately pulling a Mars Palm from his jacket and eating it.
"...Fascinating?"
Mikazuki simply raised an eyebrow, before ultimately pulling a Mars Palm from his jacket and eating it.
"...Fascinating?"
Hrm... I find your syntax rather aphasic, you certainly do have a lot in common with them, perhaps you're onto something perhaps if you spoke these... ehrm... enlightening... phrases to a guardsman and declared your affinity for ogryns they might be compelled to tell you to gargle an ogryn and to their credit, you do look like an Ogryn gargler, ofcourse the guardsmen have their own lexicon and terminology and I wouldn't have a clue what that means but surely it is a term of endearment... a friend to the ogryns, one whom has an affinity for ogryns... as in you... an Ogryn Gargler. Very good, carry on, dismissed.
"...I'd have an easier time talking to Lafter at this point."
The Lord General would continue skimming through the current issue of Cannoness magazine.
"This may make a good gift for Brother Greystorm"
The 23 year old man had returned to playing Minecraft on his phone, expression of glee reminiscent of what many consider an 'Ipad Baby'. There were no absolutely thoughts behind those eyes.
Evidently. If you ask me Slaanesh isn't the reason why Aeldari continuity is threatened... hr-ahem... Admonish thyself Aeldari Youth! If the farseer could witness you right now, I bet she's rolling around in her spirit stone... you pleasure yourself in mindless ventures whilst the future of your species is threatened... ah.. who am I kidding... you're a good kid, just don't fall into the ruinous powers and what not.
"Whoaoaaooaoaaooa-"
A boy with purple hoodie seemed to be dragged in by... well... a heavy crate. With wheels. And it was slamming itself at Xueqing.
Xueqing raised her head suddenly, and swiftly jumped out of range, the crate leaving a destroyed stool behind.
It then hit a wall, and oddly didn't break anything in the process, except maybe Jingyang's nose, he covered it and hissed in pain after bumping on it.
A boy with purple hoodie seemed to be dragged in by... well... a heavy crate. With wheels. And it was slamming itself at Xueqing.
Xueqing raised her head suddenly, and swiftly jumped out of range, the crate leaving a destroyed stool behind.
It then hit a wall, and oddly didn't break anything in the process, except maybe Jingyang's nose, he covered it and hissed in pain after bumping on it.
Oink ?
He glanced up at Aleksandr again, "Aeldari again?... Sir, I told you, I have no clue what I am. And I'm fairly certain Aeldari don't exist in my universe. I'm just a 'genetic salad' as far as I understand, which renders me sterile. No clue how my species will live on." Apollo shrugged
After making such a strange retort, he returned back to his game; frowning as a creeper blew up his house.
After making such a strange retort, he returned back to his game; frowning as a creeper blew up his house.
"It just sounds to me that they won't, but...I guess I could find myself surprised too."
For once I agree with you.
"I'll say."
"I may be a doctor, but I can't, erm...fix infertility, after all."
"Something weird will probably happen. That's usually how it goes around here."
Aleksandr issued a nostalgic glance towards a toaster inscribed with the symbol of the Adeptus Mechanicus, issuing a deep sigh.
Where have the times gone... It would be nice to hear that Binharic squawk once more more
Where have the times gone... It would be nice to hear that Binharic squawk once more more
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