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*walks up to BC holding the alpha psyker*
Got him subdued sir. It was the oddest thing, he just stopped convulvsing and spewing warp energy the minute I got near him.

Well I brought the salamanders and space wolves... kind of even out the grey knights...

*Looks at guardsmen*

By the emperor... guardsmen you just got a promotion to my personal guard...

*sees V splatter alpha psyker who collapses*

Excellent.

*Facepalms. And grabs psyker*

That's my bloody psyker and you are his best friend... stay with him always!

(Psyker mumbling ) darkness ... coming ... soon..

*he passes out.*

Don't worry, I keep to my word. You and your allies are off the menu. Now, what can I do to help?

*scratches his head*
*to ZK*
It was the oddest thing sir. He just stopped spewing warp energy and stopped convulsing when I got near him. *looks at lasgun*
Maybe he passed out on his own

Maybe.. If he starts looking sick, take a few steps back, okay? Sicker than usual, anyhow.

[Guardsmen finish extinguishing Kroot, and lead the wounded to the infirmary]

[Turns to ZK] It's not too late to curtail this insanity and just leave, you know. [Holds out hands] If there was a daemon incursion, we're capable of dealing with it. And if not, seeing as you've tried to murder half the inhabitants so far, why would you care?

*sits down tiredly on a nearby couch*
First an Inquisition showoff, then Zerg, then Demons. What's next?
*sighs again*
I don't get paid enough for this.

*Teleports in*

"En Taro Tassadar, noble Terrans! I've once again put that troublesome Hydralisk in his place, and I am here to help in case any more evil aliens or demons or anything show up."

*Surveys battlefield full of Zerg, Guardsman, and Kroot remains.*

"You've all been busy, it seems."

*walks up to ZS*
Welcome to our little neck of the woods. Ignore the corpses, we've just had a bit of a demon incursion, it's nothing to worry about. Just be careful of the Inquisition *points to ZK* they're not very friendly to non-humans

Yeah, I'd say. They wanted me arrested, and had this one

*jerk thumb towards WK*

To tie me up. Good thing he could see reason. I don't know how much longer I could keep up my psychic powers. It's rather... draining.

*looks ashamed*
I apologized for that, it was either that or be shot for disobeying an order.
*shakes himself*
Anyway, welcome. Just don't stab anyone and we'll all get along just fine I reckon

'tsall alright. I just... need to lie down for a little bit.

*takes a step towards a couch but falls over*

... good enough.

*Several Kroot lift him up and carry him towards a waiting tent*

*lights, and slight blue glow start to flicker to life*
*eyes slowly open and glow orange, then green, then blue*
*slowly rights self and reaches around, gliding fingers over where the devise had come from*

[Salutes ZS] Welcome back. I'm not certain we parted on good terms, but I assure you that my intent is peaceable. Our job is to now guard this room and the surrounding area, and keep its inhabitants safe.

[Looks at ZK] Apparently that includes from our own people. This inquisitor has already issued scrapcode to affect all noosphere linked tech, opened a breach into the warp, assaulted the native Kroot, and I'm technically on a jail break if I stand here.

...I'm too low tech to be properly linked to the noosphere. [Pats chest and makes clunking noise]

Ooc: Actually he'd have just straight up died if either V or ZK's effects took hold, so I'm calling it gakky old tech, and saying he's not correctly integrated.

Yep. If there's one thing us Guardsmen do well. It's stand and guard vital locations
*points to where the rest of the Guard forces are digging trenches, setting up razorwire and minefields around their barracks*
I'd be careful about walking over there for a while.

Well Commissar your a bloody fool the demonic incursion occurred when the kroot ripped out my operatives throat not my fault... And the fact that on countless occasion did Verviedi "threaten" or attacked my fleet so I contained him and gave him a new body... Scrape codes effect only Verviedi it is a seek and destroy code... like a virus designed to be harmless to humans... but lethal to orks...

*Shrugs* But of course we all simple presume that I caused the warp anomalies but in reality you fools have caused them with your dabbling with demonic "entities"... and of course the countless reports of murder and genocide would bring us here...

*Points at Buttery Commissar* Your other commissar appears to have been possessed by a slaaneshi daemon and yet lives... countless of your men and not to mention all the planets populace being dead ... Oh but they were under your "holy" watch correct? The fact of the matter is your more of a threat here then the bloody AI because of your insubordination and your blindness of the truth...

Oh but yes I am the bad guy...

*casually walks to the Guard Barracks while everyone is arguing*
*helps set up the defense around the Barracks*
Nope. Not getting involved in that mess. When Inquisitors argue Guardsmen die.

...In my defence, I can't see through walls, and you had me locked up throughout most of the proceedings.
I can only go off what I saw when I came out again.

[Looks uncertain] I didn't know he was possessed, I thought that was just an excuse for his weird habits...
[Sits down] My troops never tell me gak.

*troops wave from over at the PDF and Guard Barracks, then resume setting up minefields and razorwire.*

*Sees the guardsmen setting up fortifications*

"Perhaps we should dig in as well."

*Several Protoss probes begin teleporting Protoss buildings and defensive photon cannon emplacements, forming a formidable base of operations.*

"Now all we need is manpower, err, Protosspower!"

*The base's Gateways activate, and soon a small army of Protoss Zealots, Stalkers, and High Templar have gathered, backed by war machines like Immortals, Colossi, and Reavers, in addition to three Carriers that arrived through the base's Stargate*

[Puts head in hands] This is the second commissar position I've screwed up in less than a year. What even is the demotion after PDF? Penal legion?

[Looks over at amassing Protoss] ... Oh Hell.
I'm not sure the Inquisitor is going to stand for that.

*walks up to BC*
Fortifications ready sir!
Orders?
The Inquisition hasn't done anything in a while sir, that's a bit nerve-wracking.

*By this time, has evolved enough for the scrap-code to ignore me, and is poking around in the Protoss' systems*

*is sitting there trading base-building tips with the Protoss*

*crawls out of tent looking much more refreshed*

*sees Protoss and guardsmen encampments*

This has a big chance of not ending well. Welcome back, Protoss. You're a sight for sore eyes, if I do say so myself.

Err. [Looks uncertain following the dressing down from the inquisitor] If you could go and make sure the other commissar has had lunch, and take him some colouring books, that'd be great. Nothing too taxing, something with tanks in.
[Stays at table looking troubled and sipping recaff]

*to 2bj1*
I'm sure it'll all work out great. We're terrified of their big laser shooting things and they don't want to try to waltz through an Imperial Guard minefield. I think we'll get along swimmingly

*walks into the jail with coloring books and a lunchbox*
*walks back out*
Uh, sir? *to BC* You may want to see this.
*gestures back at jail*

[Looks thoroughly unsurprised and follows War Kitten] What's he done now?

*walks into the jail and shows BC what the other commissar has done*
He seems to have somehow gotten access to high explosives. The entire area around his cell is wired with traps. The one time I tried to approach I nearly got my head taken off. He then threw a stick of butter at me and told me to come back in 5 minutes. *shrugs*
I figured you could talk to him. Commissar to Commissar

*Is having an extremely long, boring conversation with myself inside BC's head*

(From the speakers of the jail's TV)

You know, I wondered when you'd come by. Evolving myself is fun and all, but what I really desire is human interaction by this point.

[Eye twitch] That's... fine. [Crouches and starts disabling traps to get closer, muttering constantly throughout]

[Looks up at TV] ..? Where are you now?