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**War Kitten**

*looks at TH*
You do realize the sniper left a while ago apparantely?
*points to couch where snoring can be heard from inside it*
But since you're apparently a cheater...
*charges TH with power swords activated*

**Verviedi**

*Sits down across the table from BC*
So, exactly what happened in the Warp? And what on Earth is going on with your mind? I can sense something in it, but I dare not manipulate that machine.

**Overlord Thraka**

Anyone mind if I set up a bar? A TEA bar?

Earl Grey $4 per ounce!
Green Tea $15 per sip!
Oolong Tea is imported and thus very expensive. $3298 per cup!

**War Kitten**

*diverts from course upon seeing the bar*
OOH, this is interesting.
*walks over to investigate*

**2BlackJack1**

*finally produces a foil wrapped sandwich*

I think it's grox, maybe ambull.

*sniffs it*

Definitely grox. Ambull tends to be muskier.

*offers the sandwich to BC*

**Overlord Thraka**

What can I get you Sir Ultramarine? *sees other sandwich* DON'T TAKE THAT! I can also make snack food and sandwiches. Squig butter sandwiches are $50

OOC
Oh wow. Triple post. Never had that happen
BIC

**Overlord Thraka**

glitchy post thing

**War Kitten**

Hmm
*reads over menu*
I think I'll take a squig quesadilla.
*hands Thraka a bundled object*
Here's my payment.

**2BlackJack1**

*sets the sandwich onto the table and walks over to the bar*

Anything exotic for food here? I'm wondering if I can get some easy DNA I might've missed. Although I don't have conventional money, I could either offer you the services of my kin, or give you war gear in payment. I assume you won't have a problem with those, though.

**Co'tor Shas**

Hey, I got my-

....

Oh it's over is it?

**War Kitten**

*is eating his quesadilla*
Yep, it was over like 10 minutes ago. Want some food?

**2BlackJack1**

It seems so. Although BC doesn't seem quite alright at the moment.

OOC: Well, I got into the Christmas spirit, and drew up a Christmas Kroot. Sorry History Essay, something more pressing had come up.

I think it turned out nicely. Sadly I can't get a better picture of it since it had to be below the 100kb mark and I can only fiddle with the picture on my phone.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Nibbles sandwich gratefully] ... [Peers at contents] [Shrugs and eats it anyway]

My mind?

[Looks embarrassed] I err, passed out shortly after Perron closed the portal. I don't think humans are supposed to be conscious in the warp itself.

I closed the portal from the inside, to make sure that it couldn't be reopened by force. That... thing... was pretty angry, but the high spike in emotion attracted quite a lot of attention from minor daemons. She'll be fighting them off until she calms down, or hell runs out of daemons. You tell me which is more likely.

ooc: it's adorable.If you can get the full version up as a Dakka attachment, I can try and sort you out a coloured version using your lines when I'm back from Berlin.

**Verviedi**

Well, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. She'll be in there a while, I believe.
I scanned your mind, looking for shrapnel, and I found an ancient communication device buried in your brain. Yet another old, insane copy of me is living inside of it.
Would you like me to remove it?

**War Kitten**

This is why I'm happy Marines can't do that kind of stuff, saves us LOTS of trouble.
*goes back to his quesadilla*

**2BlackJack1**

I'd be surprised if you did last more than a few minutes exposed to the warp. There's a reason that even primarchs needed to use a Gellar Field.

OOC: That would be pretty cool. I'll see what I can do on my phone. (Computer had a hard drive failure, so that's been under maintenance for a little while, otherwise I'd be using that)

**War Kitten**

Pssh, my Primarch didn't need a Geller field, the warp ran away from him in fear.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Looks tiredly at verviedi] I'm more surprised that you think there are sane versions of you.

Two questions... How did that get in there? And can you do it whilst I sleep?

**Co'tor Shas**

OOC: Nice. I'm still working on my badly photoshoped (well, gimped, as I lost that hardrive) winter scene.

**ZergSmasher**

*Sits up, shakes head*

"Did we get her? Are we safe?"

**War Kitten**

*walks over to ZS*
Yep, we got her. I stabbed her repeatedly and then with BC's help we threw her into a warp portal. She's gone for now. We did it.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Checks out payment*

Ooooh! Rare Transvoidian Greeble Worms! Next round if on the the house for you!

**War Kitten**

*waves back at Thraka*
I appreciate it! Picked those little guys up a few weeks ago when I swung by Transvoidia. Hope you like em'

**ZergSmasher**

"Very good. I'd hate to think that I manifested the biggest psionic storm of my life for nothing."

*Looks around*

"I guess everyone else is present and accounted for, as well. That is good."

*Turns to Verviedi*

"Let that be a lesson to you. This whole episode came from you misusing your psychic powers and causing a malevolent entity to appear. Be more careful in the future, for all our sakes."

*Walks off to meditate*

**War Kitten**

*finishes his Quesadilla*
*begins doing sword drills in the middle of the room*
Have to keep my skills sharp....

**2BlackJack1**

But your blade sharper, right?

*sees a Kroot stand next to WK and mimic his movements*

Hmm, sword fighting Kroot actually isn't a bad idea. Nice work, Ahsomet. I'll have to look into this.

**War Kitten**

That is true Kroot, my blades must stay sharp.
*continues sword drill*
I can teach you if you want Kroot.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Curls up on sofa] I do feel better, but I think the drugs and zapping are wearin-

[Out cold, asleep] [Snores quietly]

**2BlackJack1**

In honesty, this does seem rather interesting. Unfortunately, I do not have any long blades aside from my axe to train with, and axes are very much different than swords. If you have another blade to spare, I'd be grateful.

*crowd of Kroot form around the pair*

**War Kitten**

*points to nearby Armory room*
There's a few in there.
*continues to warm up*