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**War Kitten**

I think I'll just stick with ratling. Or maybe citizen.
*puts helmet back on*
*begins sharpening combat blade*

**brochtree**

Are you trying to make me angry? It's Thane Brochtree Stoneforge to you!

*marches of to a corner grumbling in dwarven as he smokes his pipe.*

OOC: bed calling. night.

**2BlackJack1**

Hmm, a dwarf? Reminds me of the warrior named Selym who fought with a xenomorph in my absence. If you're like him, then I welcome you, since that xenomorph practically killed me before that.

*puts a hand on his chest after remembering the feeling of a chest buster being born out of it*

OOC: You can see a person's avatar if you click on their profile, or you can switch themes to a non mobile one. I normally just go to the profile, since the other themes are, believe it or not, not mobile friendly

**War Kitten**

OOC: didn't even think about it, most of the avatars here hadn't changed for a while (beyond changing to a halloween theme), didn't think it would change in the 2 days that i would be on the road

**Buttery Commissar**

[Tries to pat down static hair] I didn't say I disliked that happening.
I've got used to the sensation by now. Feels different when you're dead. Got my heart beating briefly.

[Stomach growls] [Looks at Morty still lying on the floor] Oh, what the hell... [Picks him up and puts him in the recovery position on the sofa] [Pats him on the head and mops up]

[Grabs a blank and pulls them around the back of the butter tank] [Brief sound of scuffle] [Silence] [Thudding noise as body hits floor]
[Steps out sheepishly] Erm, Blackjack?

**2BlackJack1**

I'm on it.

*drags blank onto the sofa and starts chewing on it*

Hmm, I never realized how juicy the bits inside the head are.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Wanders over and very carefully puts back of hand on open patch of Blackjack's skin] You're room temperature, fella.
Maybe you should get this checked out...

**War Kitten**

Can't you do that somewhere else? Have some decency
*throws the corpse behind the butter tank*

**2BlackJack1**

*groans*

Are sure that's codex adherent?

*smiles at own joke and walks after corpse*

**War Kitten**

The codex says nothing about watching a kroot eat someone. I improvised.

**2BlackJack1**

*walks past War Kitten and pops a finger into his mouth*

Slightly surprised you find this disgusting, being a monster of war and all. If you find this displeasing, how would the information that I've had the taste of some Wolves before affect you? I would've still had a small stockpile of them if Russ hadn't bombed my army...

[Mumbles] Fething Russ

**War Kitten**

*walks alongside 2bj1*

It is not that I find it distasteful myself. I have had to eat tau brain myself in the damocles crusade. It is that you are just eating him in the open. Besides, being a "monster of war" does not make one immune to all human emotions. Lord Guilleman said if we lose all emotion we are little better than automatons

**Buttery Commissar**

To be fair Blackjack, the reason nobody usually objects eould be that there's only usually Verviedi, who hasn't been human for a long time, Badrukk, who has multiple personality disorder, Co'tor that isn't interested in anything non circuitry, a few non humans, and me.

And even if I ordinarily thought I was remotely in a position to comment, I don't think anyone would listen. [Picks scrap of flesh from between teeth]

**2BlackJack1**

I'm just poking fun, blue boy. I'm glad you have some feelings underneath that power armor, that way I know I can have some fun with you. One tip for you though: try eating a brain in front of some guardsmen, the reaction is priceless. More so if it's the brain of their captain or general, but you don't fight guardsmen as much as I do.

*stomach grumbles at the talk of brains*

Oh my, I normally get full off one body. But if a second one is what I need...

*reaches for another blank*

Hey now, if you asked politely I might eat around a corner. Or I might scoot closer, depends on my mood. One thing I missed while I was on Pech was seeing people's reactions to me eating their comrades.

**War Kitten**

Well, if you tried to eat one of my brothers i would have to kill you, as an affront of that magnitude would not be tolerated. You know. I just realized this is the first time in over 200 years that I've had an actual conversation with someone outside of my chapter, let alone a xenos. It's an interesting experience.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Looks uncomfortable] That's because Guard tend to view one another as extended family. We don't like seeing people eaten to begin with, and especially not people we spend every waking hour with.

Though I tend to suspect that doesn't extend to commissars. [Waves to passing PDF trooper] [Is dutifully ignored]

**Co'tor Shas**

Well, I've seen far worse in my time. I've done worse in my time. I spent several Tau'cyr working in experimental biotics. Not something for the faint of heart. Or stomach as it turns out. Have you seen what concentrated silanic base does to tyranids? It's rather like a slow motion explosion, but they are alive until the end. Although, if I'm honest, it's the noises that were the worst part. No living things should make a noise like that. No non-living thing should make that either.

**2BlackJack1**

*walks up behind PDF trooper and drags him to the ground*

*stifled scream followed by silence*

What? That was rude of him, and I get more of a kick from this when they struggle. More fun that way.

*sheepishly offers a chunk of the PDF trooper*

**War Kitten**

I'll pass thanks, i think the PDF might be displeased with you though
*points behind 2bj1 to a squad of PDF who are watching the whole scene*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Stares in quiet horror] I'm not part of the PDF, he didn't know who I am...
[Backs away]

**Co'tor Shas**

*puts a hessian bag over blackjacks head and attempts to drag him in this directions of the lab*

Alright, something is definitely wrong with you. More than usual, I mean.

**2BlackJack1**

*faces towards PDF squad and smiles, revealing a beak full of bloody meat*

Erm, hi? Oh, you're upset about this? I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding...

*attempts to run but legs fall off*

Oh come on!

**Verviedi**

*Finally gives up PMing the imgur and NooTube admins to take down those images*

Oh, to hell with it. It's not like they can recognize me. I can change forms, after all!

*Rope drops from ceiling*

BULL. GAK. NO. They couldn't-

*Lights go out*

**War Kitten**

*turns on NV filter in helmet*
Alright, who turned out the lights?

**Buttery Commissar**

[Holds up hands and shields blackjack from the PDF] He's sick guys, he's usually pretty reliable. No need to shoot the poor guy.

**2BlackJack1**

[Muffled from being covered by a bag]

Eating people is normal. Well, for me anyway. I did nothing wrong! Let me go Tau, I thought we were going to work together when that alliance was made!

**War Kitten**

Is it really normal for your legs to fall off though?

**Verviedi**

*Sound of gunshots and screaming*

*Massive spray of blood hits BC in the face*

*Activates cubic lightbulb*

(I am standing on top of a mound of mutilated tabloid photographers)

NO. FETH THAT. NO.

*Shoots a corpse again*

**Co'tor Shas**

And I'm trying to help you. You are sick, diseased. With something I have never witnessed before. We need to get you stable for more limbs fall of
.
*tugging on arm causes it to fall off*

Oops.

**2BlackJack1**

Not really, it's partially normal for one to be shot off, but falling off is a new one. This experiment won't kill me, will it Co'tor?

*feels arm getting torn off*

Not my other one! And why doesn't this all hurt? It really, really should hurt...