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She looked at Arizona
"who is you, you look relatively cool-"

" Uh that's interesting, do you work within a team or just by ourselves " Amber asked Sentinel as she read a comic book at the booth she was at

[Cypak]
"Some operate alone, but normally we operate in small groups known as Kill-Teams. I am assigned to Kill-Team Cardeus."

"where the marine that got rag dolled into a wall by a man with anger issues"

[Cypak]
"The Black Templars have issues. Their decision to launch a crusade fleet to the Arpar sector was reckless. The Deathwatch will be more effective at protecting the citizens of the Imperium from the xenos that wish to conquer this part of the Segmentum Pacificus." The Novamarine saluted.

"that uhh went through one ear and way out the other"

[Mek'laan]
"What my fellow Astartes means to say is that we are here to protect you, and we'll do a better job of the last Astartes that did." As a member of the Salamanders, Mek'laan was very focused on keeping civilians safe.

"great i don't need your protection and i doubt you could deal with "i have anger issues enough to make the hulk look tame" under wraps wherever he even is"

" That's neat, I just Usually work with the group I am apart of we like to call ourselves SG1 " Amber said to Cypak

*Ichigo yawned and stretched, waking up from a great nap because of all the people talking. She slid off the side of the rafter and herself with her tail. She stayed like this for a minute or two than let go and landed on the ground on her feet, quietly. She shuffled her feet as she walked outside, picking up her mace which sat by the entrance and slinging it over her shoulder. She sat smack dab in the center of where the fight between her father and the few participants against him took place. She sighed and flopped onto her back, looking up at the sky.*

still his destroyed blade laid in the area of the battle its hilt the only remaining piece of the golden weapon used to fight against him

*As Ichigo laid there, a glint of light caught her eye. As she turned her head to see what it was, she saw the remains of Umbra's blade. She held her hand out as a dull purple aura surrounded her hand, the hilt inching towards her till it was in her grasp.*
"Better hold onto this for him, just in case..." *She slid the hilt into her satchel and than continued to watch the sky.*

"thou are enjoying the breeze of a world of life are thou?"

*She looked up at the Hassan and nodded. As soon as she saw her father dead, it was as if she had been drowned in bliss. She felt as though her mother had been avenged. A small blissful smile spread across her face as the wind played and tussled her hair.*

"thy mother would be proud"

*she stared up into the clouds, her smile still present.*
"Thank you." *She turned her head towards the Hassan and smiled kindly.*

there was no sign of a face for which to portray emotions as he stood beside her staring out into the distance as if his gaze was cast dimensions away

*She decided to pull out her music box and wound it up. As she she set it down beside her, the melody began to play. She hummed along with it, bobbing her head ever so slightly.*

"does thou wish to see thine mother again?" it was a question he asked out of the blue