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I'm sure it's nothing. I mean I was a perfectly respectable, Imperial commissar when I first arrived here, and I'm fine.

Daemonette takes a break from bouncing to wander past and interfere with BC's coat pockets]

...Perfectly fine. [Stares into space]

You seem fine to me!

*Lobs a meat-roll to the daemonette*

She looks like one of the creatures on Arthas Moloch. That's-
That's not how you eat a roll...

*finishes tinkering with the vents*

Well, I don't see anything wrong with them in particular, but there definitely was a lot of saliva in there. And half of a corpse... the uniform was similar to yours, commisar.

*shrugs*

Maybe it's something with the water?

*walks down into the basement with a toolbox to mess around with the pipes*

*stares at the corpse for a second, unsheathes flamer*
Let me follow you, just in case.....
*follows 2bj1*

If you think it's necessary, then by all means, come along. The body looked like it's been there awhile though, but better safe than sorry, right?

If what caused that is what I believe it to be, you'll want to have me along with you...

[Looks unhappy] That'd explain the missing cadet. I just hope he died before being eaten.

[Herds Kimmy toward her bedroom] You don't need to see this.

[Heads to own room and curls up with book] [Falls asleep trying to read it]

*comes crashing through the basement door wrestling with a xenomorph*
*dodges tail and claw attack*
OH NO YOU DON'T!
*hurls the xenomorph into the side of the Butter Tank and then begins to strangle it*
DIE YOU BEAST!
*continues to struggle*
A LITTLE HELP HERE?!?!!?

*Plunges the Dawn Blade through the Xenomorph's neck and stomps it into the ground*

What is that thing? And are you all right?

*stands up painfully*
THAT. Is a xenomorph. I've only heard about them in a few Imperial records. They are one of the deadliest species alive in the galaxy, for various reasons. And I'm not quite ok
*points to a bad wound in his shoulder from the xenomorphs tail*
I'll be alright though.

At least the acidic blood didn't get you, one of these creatures strengths comes from others hurting it. I think I should gather the remains for examinations. Weyland Yutani is always looking for exploits they can use against xenomorphs.

...I think I need a nap after doing nothing but bouncing on a bounce house and eating delicious food all day.

*Curls up on a couch like a cat*

...Oh, and the Xenomorph. I suppose that counts for my badassery quota.

*Passes out*

*puts a blanket over Verviedi*
Wuss, I'm the one who got stabbed and you don't see me passing out?
*snorts and mutters something about Tau*
*walks over and sits down on a nearby recliner*

*drags xenomorph corpse into a homemade cryo chamber*

There, that should preserve it for examination on a later date. But for now, I have to work on those pipes...

*goes back into the basement with a new set of tools including drills and hacksaws*

 Verviedi wrote:
...I think I need a nap after doing nothing but bouncing on a bounce house and eating delicious food all day.

*Curls up on a couch like a cat*

...Oh, and the Xenomorph. I suppose that counts for my badassery quota.

*Passes out*

Spoiler:

OOC: Any fluff on Tau biology? I'm imagining them as an egg-laying race for some reason.

OOC: it's unclear to say the least, but probably not. They are more similar to something like a gazelle, so vaguely mammalian.

Edit: also I've sort of been distracted lately, so I've not been posting here, but I'll be back tomorrow, most likely. With new happenings!

OOC:
Co'tor! You're back! We missed you, much has happened in the Avatar Room while you were gone.

*finishes installing an entirely new hydraulic system*

Well, if the water was affecting anyone, it shouldn't anymore. Anything else that needs fixing?

OOC: Could they be something like monotremes?
EDIT: I know barely anything about Tau biology, I'm really just running with the most likely outcome, as only one major type of animal on Earth gives live birth.

*to 2bj1*
Well. I still have a hole in my shoulder, but that'll heal itself. You know how to fix power armor?

I can try. I've fixed power loaders and various combat based vehicles before, and how much different can this be?

*points to the jagged hole in the pauldron*
See if you can fix that I guess. Ignore the wound, that'll heal itself in a few minutes.

*Hears the word "wuss" and immediately leaps off the sofa, but gets tangled in the blanket and rolls into WK's foot*

Ouch... I still need to sleep, you know.

I'll see what I can do.

*pulls out a blowtorch and starts welding over the mark*

*throws Verviedi back to his couch using his foot*
*winces slightly as 2bj1 hits the wound with the blow torch*
*starts pulling books out of his belt pouches*
Need to remember to give these to Kimmy, she's a voracious little reader.

That- that was unecessarily rough.

*Passes out again*

[Exits tank and examines Xenomorph shaped indentation and splatter marks] [Sighs] Astartes... Always thinking with their fists.
Not like guardsmen, we think with our- [Daemonette ventures out of tank and leans heavily over BC's shoulders] - ... [Emits small high pitched noise]

I really had things I needed to do this morning... [Attempts to stay focused with Daemonette playing with his ears]

*steps away from WK, looking pleased*

I think that fixed it.

How are you with chassis repair? [Gestures to tank]

Admittedly it's covered up some of the rainbow mural.

Hmm, I'll take a look at it.

*crawls underneath tank and various tools can be heard*

My, how often do you take this vehicle in for recovery? Well, it gives me something to do, so that's nice.

*snorts*.
Comissars. Never appreciate the work us astartes do for them.
*shakes his head*