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**Buttery Commissar**

[Retrieves the smokes from Badrukk and lights one] They may be bad for me, but not as bad for me as being a commissar. So technically they're good for me. [Nods]

++ That's the spirit ++

[Looks around] ...?

**KaptinBadrukk**

Don't smoke!

*destroys the smokes*

**Co'tor Shas**

*looks are BC quizzically*
*squelches slightly*
Are you ok there?

**KaptinBadrukk**

He's a vampire, Co'tor. What do you think.

**thenoobbomb**

Selym wrote:
*punches TNB in the face*

Sorry, it's an effect of the smokes.

*takes a puff, and places another pack right in front of 2BJ1*

*blows up Selym's bike with his knife*

**ZergSmasher**

*Sees Selym's bike blow up, then looks at TNB*

"He was mine, Terran insect!"

*Shoots TNB with needle spines*

"He'll probably just respawn anyway..."

**thenoobbomb**

I don't die anymore.

*wounds knit close within the instant*

**War Kitten**

Yeah don't bother trying to kill him, I pretty much ripped his head off and he didn't die. If that didn't do it nothing will.
*notices B.C acting weirdly*
Oh is the demon coming back? Was blowing his arm off not enough of a hint to stay away?
*sighs, begins loading bolter with vengeance rounds*

**Buttery Commissar**

I think he's just saying hi... We are in his home, so to speak. Generally he wasn't a bad companion, just not great with social boundaries. [Rubs neck]

[Looks sadly at destroyed smokes] Fine, I'll get my own.

[Attempts to turn into a bat] [Terrible moment of screaming and this not working due to new bionic arm] [Stops and remains human] [Lies on floor] Feth. That's something to address later.

**KaptinBadrukk**

thenoobbomb wrote:
I don't die anymore.

*wounds knit close within the instant*

So you heal rapidly now?

**War Kitten**

Sorry about that. Didn't consider what the bionic would do to your transformation.
*sighs*
I'm a terrible apothecary

**Verviedi**

*Pulls more smokes out of pocket*

It's their choice. Not affecting anyone but themselves.

**Buttery Commissar**

To be fair, I hadn't considered it either. [Winces] Maybe when we're less in the middle of a crisis, Verviedi could figure out something. Manipulating metal forms seems somewhat his forte.
[Sits up and watches a herd of nurglings scamper past with the TV remote]

[Suddenly remembers] [Scrambles up and races into butter tank] We brought a fething psyker without a Gellar field.

**Verviedi**

...Oh gak.

I'll take a look at that bionic when you get back. Do you know where the extra mass goes when you shapeshift? I have a feeling the vast size difference could create issues.

**KaptinBadrukk**

It will, Verviedi.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Finds small girl and Daemonette hiding out in child's bedroom, playing cards] I forgot this at least has a small Gellar field...
[Looks quizzically at Daemonette] How you got in is another question entirely.

[Pulls sugar pills out of pocket on way back out] Here, you have these, I'm not good with sugar, apparently. [Wistful]

**War Kitten**

I'll join you in helping verviedi, I put the bionic there
*pysker girl taps on leg armor*
Oh hi there, nice to meet you.
*she climbs up and sits on top of helmet*
I seem to have acquired a hat

**Verviedi**

So I have a feeling that we're going to need to add a liquid metal layer, with some armor plates that fit both wings and arms. What did you use to attach the arm so that he can move it?

**Buttery Commissar**

[Bemused] Extra... Mass?
[Looks at self] Are you saying I'm fat? [Folds arms]

[War Kitten's hat makes a series of explanatory hand gestures]
Oh! I just condense, and stuff like my clothing is briefly stored in the warp. What daemons think of my uniform popping into existence, I'm not sure.

**War Kitten**

Well. I used neural impulse wires to connect the arm to B.C"s nervous system. You'll have to keep that in mind

OOC: i have no idea how bionics work so this may be wrong

**Verviedi**

OOC: Not to self-promote, but try reading "Alteration", which is part of my content hub. I tried to write the most fluff-accurwte procedure possible.
Link
BIC: I can probably formulate some liquid metal that connects to standard wires. I'm wireless, but I don't want to turn BC into a clone of me.

**Buttery Commissar**

Wait, I have cabling now? [Slow on the uptake]

**thenoobbomb**

KaptinBadrukk wrote:
thenoobbomb wrote:
I don't die anymore.

*wounds knit close within the instant*

So you heal rapidly now?

No, I just don't die.

**War Kitten**

You have wires in your bionic arm that connect to your nerves. They enable you to move that arm *points to bionic* as if it were your own flesh and blood
*little girl nods emphatically from position on top of backpack*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Mumbles and paces]

**War Kitten**

*aside to Verviedi*
Based on his reaction I probably shouldn't tell him that I had to replace his liver with a bionic as well?

**2BlackJack1**

No one has yet told me where we are as of now. And I feel like I should enquire as to why you shot me, and why you resemble some sort of bio transfered human, but used a very strange metal, similar to necrodermis, but much more... flexible.

*puts head in hands*

What bothers me most is that this feels like I already knew these answers.

**War Kitten**

Well, we just jumped a room through the warp and landed on a planet, which planet is rather immaterial, as random things occur wherever we go, and random beings and foes show up, irregardless of the planet we land on.. So your first question is irrelevant. As to why you were shot, it was because at the time he shot you you were engaged in trying to kill him. As for his resemblance it's because he's made of liquid metal.

**2BlackJack1**

*lifts staff*

Maybe I had a reason to try and kill you?

*considers for a second*

No. It's pointless to kill if I don't have a cause that I know of that calls for death. Liquid metal, you say? That does sound intriguing. Now, I recognize the one in that hat. I recognize the unliving when I see one anyways. Metal man shot me. But you, astartes, are unfamiliar.

**Buttery Commissar**

...you did what with my liver?
[Stops pacing briefly]

...Bat hearing. Also paranoia.