Our avatars in a room.

Forum adverts like this one are shown to any user who is not logged in. Join us by filling out a tiny 3 field form and you will get your own, free, dakka user account which gives a good range of benefits to you:

No adverts like this in the forums anymore.
Times and dates in your local timezone.
Full tracking of what you have read so you can skip to your first unread post, easily see what has changed since you last logged in, and easily see what is new at a glance.
Email notifications for threads you want to watch closely.
Being a part of the oldest wargaming community on the net.

If you are already a member then feel free to login now.

**Verviedi**

*Flinches slightly*
Em, this area is absolutely not heresy. Please don't set me on fire.

**jhe90**

Tea urn then, burning a entire hive of heretics is thirsty work, it reduces my desire to set things on fire.... sligtly...

*Lowers flamer that was pointing at V.*

**Verviedi**

*Raises hands above head and steps into kitchen*
To avoid the chance of you setting me on fire, could you look away for a moment while I get the tea urn out?

**jhe90**

Sure, *sits down on nearby chair and places flamer on the table* *un clinks a gauntlet and starts filing a finger nail* been bugging me all day....

I hope you have Lady grey tea, i got rather partial to it on terra

**Verviedi**

*The tea urn assembles itself out of spare parts, and immediately begins boiling water*

**jhe90**

Milk, 2 sugars please if you would

*looks round room* Odd place this, Damn, armour crono is spinning randomy.....

**2BlackJack1**

How do Kroot sleep? Well, Krootox sort of plop down wherever they were standing. Kroot would vary, the winged fellows would be more likely to curl up, and sort of blanket themselves with the wings. Me, I take any sort of comfortable position I can.

*sees Jhe and ducks behind a piece of furniture*

**Verviedi**

Huh, that's interesting. I always wondered how you slept without puncturing the pillows.
Well damn. Serious measure time.
*jhe's flamer is torn from her grasp and reassembles itself as a gas pump*

**jhe90**

*turns round and glares at the room*

*Charges V trying to knock him aside to get to the B2J*

Xeno's, withes, this place needs warming up!

**2BlackJack1**

*peaks head from around the couch*

Sometimes it happens. I tend to get a bundle of something like leaves for a pillow if I can, but I assumed no one would want leaves everywhere on the furniture, so I just tried not wrecking the pillows.

**jhe90**

Xeno, I knew it!

You won';t need a pillow when im finished,....

OOC, i felt like a change plus, it might add some fun to the room

**2BlackJack1**

*steps out from behind the couch*

I just finished killing an Inquisitor, and then a commisar yells at me for not playing nice. So, can you spare but a minute to hear about the glory of not being a xenophobic lunatic?

**Verviedi**

*Begins levitating jhe by her Power Armor*
I absolutely love facing power-armored foes. Oh, this is better than biokinesis.

**jhe90**

Fine *floats looking annoyed with arms crossed*

Explain then, seeing as im stuck here. Keep your mind off my boobplate witch....

And i want tea.....

**Verviedi**

*Gives a cup of tea to jhe*
I don't even like thinking about something so impractical and uncomfortable-looking. Were all of my proposals for improving Sororita armor rejected?

**jhe90**

*sips tea looking abit less annoyed* good tea

Not as bad as you think once you get used to it, Least we do not have those ridiculous shoulder pads marines do , *laughs* its like there compensating for something....

Back to point, explain why your not heretics.... while you have me floating here....

**Verviedi**

Well, honestly we're all heretics, except for Commissar Benny over there.
*Points*
But attempting to kill us will just be instant death. So welcome!

**jhe90**

*thinks for a second*

Fine, fine, Long as you keep a good supply of tea in....i can tolerate your lives....just....

Oh we did get the plans for new armour... they where stored in a vault on terra.... no one could quite grasp why armour did not need to be shaped to the wearer quite so tightly,,,,

some considered it a valuable distraction technique,,,,

ooc, hope no one minds the rather moody sister... i wanted a break from the all powerful space wolf.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Strolls out of tank] [Sees jhe] Nope nope nope.
[Does a 180 and goes back inside]

**Verviedi**

*Eyes go silver*
Holy feth, you're squashed flat under that. How does that not chafe like hell?!

**jhe90**

Not as bad as you think, the under layer armoured flak weave lining protects your skin quite well also blunt force,,,,, and your wait, your scanning me....

*folds arms again and looks cross*

The outer plate is hollow and custom fitted.... no squish.....

*glares at V*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Regains composure and re-emerges] So you've caught yourself an extremist Imperial. Again.
Let me guess, she can give up her principles and you'll leave her alone, or be forcibly re-educated. Have you threatened to kill her or just implied it this time?

[Sits and drinks coffee and nods up to jhe] Sister.

**jhe90**

No Commissar, already threatened to kill me... levitate me.... i tolerate them long as im well supplied with tea.....

oh and another damned person in galexey obsessed with whats under my Armour.... Fething hell it gets annoying....

Just because its form fitting.,,..
*sips tea* tea, keep sane, tea.....

not like eldar don't wear it, and no one pesters them for days over it, guard bases are hell..... too many idiots.....

**Verviedi**

For feth's sake, I'm not obsessed. I'm looking for your armor's service logs.
*Arc of silver light emerges from the side of jhe's helmet*
There we go. The Imperium won't notice the time difference, and I've fried your passive recorders.

**jhe90**

oh.... Sorry,,,,

Too long on guard bases, have you seen the lengths they go to... you don't want to know....

So your not the same idiots im used too?

**Buttery Commissar**

Figures. And it's true, V is one of very few people more interested in the armour itself.

**Verviedi**

*Eyes go back to normal and I stop levitating jhe*
That's interesting. The middle joint of your left glove's thumb is approximately 4,000 years older than the rest of your armor.
Don't worry. I don't do re-education. Or at least forcing people to do things against their will. Not any more.

**War Kitten**

*pokes her head out of the Butter Tank*
*sees jhe*
Nope. Nope. Nope
*ducks back inside*

**jhe90**

*looks at gauntlet, * oh yes, that bit, its a relic from a saints armor i rescued....

*sits down on a sofa and detaches helmet* So, at least im not in guard hell then, thats a bonus..

SO what are you then, theres a kroot xeno hiding behind the furniture, a very nervous looking commisar, and a im not even sure what you are, tech preist i guess...

did i land in a bad Channel I sit com?

**War Kitten**

*drives back into the Room with the Salamander packed full of gear*
Hey guys I'm back! I found lots of good stuff in that empty armory.
*sees Jhe*
Sister
*nods in respect at her before walking around to the rear hatch and unloading some supplies*