"Party's here!"
"Rest of the Wreckers will be here shortly"
"Back to the same old, same old." Well, that's right, Mikazuki.
"Hey there Wheeljack, Roadbuster. I've been talking with Springer about joining the Wreckers. Figured you could use another flyer."
"You have my vote...."
"Well the way I see it, we already have two Wreckers with ground-based alternate modes, you and Wheeljack. With the addition of Jetfire, we have two fliers, as Topspin has a flight capable alternate mode as well. Then as the team leader, I have both a ground and air vehicle mode. I think it works out pretty well."
"Don't forget Verity....."
"That is a bit more complicated, Wheeljack. While she is very much a member of the team, her position is unofficial due to Ultra Magnus unwilling to put her into unnecessary danger." Springer chuckles. "Not that it's been an issue for her."
"Verity is willing to put herself in dangerous positions. The Wreckers are incomplete without her"
"Exactly."
And then there's Jeff, randomly appearing out of nowhere, wearing a tiny gat hat and providing background music on a bipa.
He was enjoying a root beer float.
Mathius was bottling up the in-house wine.
"The Situation Has Evolved"
"Effective Immediately, Battlegroup Arpat is annulled as the Imperium pools resources to the renewed Armageddon front, hardened by our battles for Arpat Primaris and Secundus, we now bequeath these worlds to the Emperor's eternal watch. We claim veterancy through combatting the green menace upon these worlds, which will prove invaluable to turning the tide at Armageddon. Our ships make ready to leave, munitions and fuel stocked for the journey ahead. I will continue to lead my men in another capacity, upon another bridge or battlefield as the Emperor sees fits.
The Imperial Guard makes its withdrawal from the Sector known, we should hope the light of the Emperor continues to reach these realms for millenia more, yet the arch-enemy and the xenos ever scheme, we shall be ready regardless.
There will be no quarter, there will be no defeat, there is... only war.
Ave Imperator !"
Aleksandr would raise from his usual spot, dust off his coat, put on his service cap and issue a salute to the patron of this establishment that had rested many a weary soldier of his, accompanied by his retinue they marched out of the premises in orderly unison.
"...That just happened. Cultists, the lot of them." She crossed her arms, cursing in her native language under her breath. "Whatever. It's not my problem."
"Not the craziest speech I've heard honestly..."
*[disappointed machine noises]*
"Well, I guess the party's over now."
He looked up holding a French fry "huh?"
"Nevermind." Tensai watched as the Tech-Priest nearby filed out of the bar. While no one could have known that Harkoth would never return, it was still sad to see him go.
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