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*The storm of golden light spreads even further, washing over Badrukk and hitting the Jetbiker, destroying the Reaver's engines*

*Teleports back to the secret room with the cats*

*inside the secret room. [inside the brackets] cannot be heard, but outside can*

[Badrukk! I found] Murray and the rest [of the cats!]
[Good girl, Marla.] Where were they?
[War Kitten found them]. I'm so happy.
[Kaptin, are you really] gonna fall in love with [Marla?]
[That's between] me and Marla, Git.
[Oh.]

*The golden light vanishes, and I begin commiting surgery on a dead Ork's eyes*
Huh. Did you know that Orks can only see in black and red?

*Badrukk teleports out*

BADRUKK: No, I did not, Verviedi.

*teleports back to secret room*

*cocks head*

Then how do they know what is and isn't green? A sixth sense, perhaps? That is interesting, I'll have to keep that in mind when I am hunting them in the future.

*Badrukk speaks on vox from the secret room*

BADRUKK: I can see all the colors that every 'umie sees.

*Mechanical spider attached to Badrukk's leg begins deploying surveyor beacons*
...Apparently you're not on this planet, but I can still hear anything you say. What?

[Wanders back from infirmary with nose brace] ... [Looks around cautiously] [Sits on sofa and does colouring in]

*space wolf voxs in*

What about a paraell plane or dimension,riality pocket. Such would be close but very hard to enter by force.

*waves to commisar whilst hauling a large dead bear* dinner, fresh from the wild. Just needs preparing. Want a bear rug, coat?

Verviedi wrote:*Mechanical spider attached to Badrukk's leg begins deploying surveyor beacons*
...Apparently you're not on this planet, but I can still hear anything you say. What?

*smashes spider and tosses it out of the secret room*

*[inside the brackets] cannot be heard, but outside can*
[Kaptin, was the spider trying to figure out where] the secret room [is?]
[Yes. But I] destroyed it. [We should still] be fine.
[I beg to differ], Badrukk. What if they [have actually found the] secret room?
[Meow. (I agree with Marla here)]
[Nobody worry. I've] got moar dakka [on standby should] we need it.
[Kaptin, moar dakka] usually doesn't work. [Everyone has survived] except you [when we call in] moar dakka.
[All right. But] I'll keep it on standby.

*has now dug an entire bunker complex under the Room*
I think I'm safe now

*Is now wearing an unholy biomechanical construct made out of Ork tissue and powerful sensors*
...Since when was that hallway there?

*pops up*
It's the main entrance to the bunker complex. Come on in!
*pops back down*

*Takes Ork-goggles off and stows them in backpack*

You dug this entire thing?!

*pops back up*
Yep. Us guardsmen are great at digging

*space wolf pikes had round door. *

Want a bearskin rug to make abit more comfey?

Nah it's fine. The CSM corpses make for fine decorations, at least for the minefield.
*points to a few berserker bodies*
Watch your step! I don't want to have to scrape Space Wolf off the ceiling, it's a pain to get blood off of it.

Yeah, being blown up is no fun. Il keep the rug to decorate my hall. Though the bear made some very good steak. *hands wk some bear jerky* its good stuff. Though the csm may smell bad soon though
*steps carefully round minefield*

My mini hunting realm Is useful. Fake generous, only 5000 square miles of wilderness, mountains,lakes forrests and troll caves.

*Badrukk teleports out of secret room*

I understand, jhe90. I've been killed many times, and my flash gitz have respawned me every time. But I've never been blown up.

Well then I wouldn't recommend moving. You teleported in the middle of the bunker's minefield.
*points to where Badrukk is standing*
Just stay there till I find the disarm code for the minefield

No need, War Kitten.

*teleports out of the way of the minefield.*

*shrugs*
Anyone else want to see the bunker? We even have an artillery range where you can fire a Basilisk at the Heretic Camp 4 miles away!

I would like to see it.

Right this way then!
*walks for a bit*
On your right you have the armory, where we have more Dakka than you can shake a stick at! On your left you have the artillery range, where we can go fire shells at the heretic camp. And just up ahead is the vehicle bay.

Thanks! Can I take some?

How the feth is he teleporting?
*Golden light extends extremely long tentacles through the wall*
Huh. That's odd. There's an incredibly complicated machine that I can't percieve. At all.

*Knock knock knock on the bunker door*
Unknown voice: "Mind if I join the party?"

*to Badrukk*
I wouldn't recommend it. The Quartermaster is very protective of her guns. The last person who tried to take some got hurled into the minefield hogtied. *shudders* It was a sight to see.
*walks over to the door*
Who is it?

[Finishes complicated colouring page of a tank]

[Goes and tapes it to the wall] [Stands back and looks at it]

War Kitten wrote:*to Badrukk*
I wouldn't recommend it. The Quartermaster is very protective of her guns. The last person who tried to take some got hurled into the minefield hogtied. *shudders* It was a sight to see.
*walks over to the door*
Who is it?

all right, never mind then.

Verviedi wrote:How the feth is he teleporting?
*Golden light extends extremely long tentacles through the wall*
Huh. That's odd. There's an incredibly complicated machine that I can't percieve. At all.

*teleports back to secret room*