She glanced at his arm once more as she listened to him talk about seeking vengeance. "Avenge can be bittersweet, but you have every right to do to them what they did to you," she said, flexing her left arm slightly. "I'm sure you've heard about my situation..." she continued, her gaze fixed on his.
Alexandria wrote:
She looked at Theo, who was staring off into the distance as though he were deep in thought. "Theo..." she said softly as she got up from her seat to join him. She settled down in a nearby chair, her slim frame sinking into the cushions. "You can't keep it all inside. I know it's tough to talk about," she told him gently, her eyes fixed on him. She wanted to respect his space, but something urged her to help him with his past, just as she had done with her own.
"I already have someone I talk to about it."
She glanced in Theo's direction and nodded at him. "Fair enough. Just remember, having others around won't hurt," she said coolly as she got up from her seat and moved away from him. She understood that he needed some space. "If... you need to talk, I’m here," she added, still maintaining her calm demeanor.
"Right." Theo stood up, leaning on his crutch for support. He slowly shuffles out of the bar, and once he's outside, deploys his armour from his crutch. After donning his armour, he flies off.
She watched him leave the tavern. "I think I pried too much," she said to herself. "Eventually, he'll come around," she added as she settled into a chair. She wasn't going to give up on someone who needed extra help.
"He is a troubled soul, I know that much." Greyhowl makes a fist against his chest in salute to Alexandria. "Honoured to cross paths with another Sororitas here."
She recognized a troubled soul when she saw one. The presence of an Astartes here brought her a sense of comfort. Standing briefly, she saluted him in respect and met his gaze. "It’s an honor to cross paths with another Astartes. Urich? I recall Harkoth mentioning you among those who visit here," Alexandria said as she resumed her seat.
"My name is Alexandria. Would you care to take a seat?" she asked the taller Astartes, crossing her legs in a particular way as she awaited his response. "Also for Theo. I do hope he comes around," she said casually as she sat there with a cool expression on her face.
"My name is Alexandria. Would you care to take a seat?" she asked the taller Astartes, crossing her legs in a particular way as she awaited his response. "Also for Theo. I do hope he comes around," she said casually as she sat there with a cool expression on her face.
"I cannot say what goes on in the mind of that troubled young man, so who knows?" Greyhowl shrugged as he sat down. "You heard of me from the Tech-Priest, you say? That is interesting, I thought you would have been introduced to me via Ami, since you're both in the same order." He nods towards the symbol of the Order of the Ebon Chalice that adorned Alexandria's habit.
"I agree. Once he comes around, he will have another shoulder to rely on," she said to Urich. "You would think... I've heard a few things from Ami, but not a whole lot. She is secretly hiding information from me—probably for classified reasons. Or maybe she just feels it isn't necessary," she mentioned to Urich. "Are you staring at my habit?" she asked. "She is, of course, above me in rank, but I still command a squad of Sisters of my own," she noted about her title. "It can be tough losing good friends, but I keep going in their name," she added with a half-smile at Urich.
"While many associated with the Inquisition and the Ecclesiarchy think of the Space Wolves as savages, I can assure you that it is merely paranoia. My mind is focused on other things."
"I don’t view anyone as savages, or I risk becoming one myself," she told Urich, nodding in his direction. "And that is admirable," she added, feeling that she, too, had her own concerns to handle. But that was her personal business.
He was asleep on the sofa.
She wanted to wake him up, but she kept from doing so as she sat there in her chair, as she stayed quiet.
Wakumi drinks her cup of saké.
"Enjoy the peace and quiet while you can. Andrew there is an expert at shenanigans, hijinks, tomfoolery, rascality and other forms of harmless mischief"
"Must be fun and games for them, eh?"
"Hmm." Verity sighs as she remains slouched in a booth nearby.
"Verity, come here....." he was fixated on a new suit he was working on
"Sup, Roadie?"
Verity Carlo wrote:
"Sup, Roadie?"
He held up a new arm with a brand new cannon
"try this on an see if it feels right. I'm tryin tae make ye an anti-armor suit"
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