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*brings a tray of tea, tank shaped cookies and a breakfast muffin *

There you go benny

*walks back to own breakfast *

[Looks at tray] Thank you, that's lovely.
[Returns to peacefully staring at wall] Therapist said I need to calm down, that I was too wound up. He gave me a jab so I'd let go of the door handle.

[Looks down again] Very nice. [Nibbles muffin]

*begins offering some spit-roasted pork*

[Looks up] Je vais bien merci. Je dois cette belle muffin.

Plus pour moi.

*starts chomping away merrily*

*begins roasting an unidentified animal over a fire*
Anyone want some?

Non, merci.

I'll have some, if you don't mind.

No thanks, I already ate.

*puts feet up reading a book*

So, anyone know where nearest promethium station is?

And where's that guardsman hiding (Marla)

*hands 2BJ1 a slice of meat*

*notices wk*
Ooh, your back, *starts guiding wk to repressor forcefully*
Ooc you can interpret what happens however you like to.

Bic
No point arguing, power armour. *smiles*

*struggles for a second before giving up and being dragged off*
If I die tell Yarrick that he was a dick!

[Watches] You know if the genders were swapped, that'd be quite creepy.

[Wiggles toes] Oh thank goodness, I can start to feel my extremities. It was like being ... I dunno, zapped and numb. I wasn't stressed, but I wasn't me.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Watches] You know if the genders were swapped, that'd be quite creepy.

*creepy Frenchman's nasal laugh*

*faint crashing sounds come from the Repressor*

*takes the slice of meat and waves off WK*

Have fun in there!

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Watches] You know if the genders were swapped, that'd be quite creepy.

[Wiggles toes] Oh thank goodness, I can start to feel my extremities. It was like being ... I dunno, zapped and numb. I wasn't stressed, but I wasn't me.

Ooc I know, Marla is only one who can get away with it but no one bats a eye a bcs deamonette or wks sucubus.
There's a history of forceful females.
Bic
*repressor plays shopping mall music*

*another crashing sound comes from the Repressor, drowning out the music for a split second*

*Maria pokes her head out, confirms*

Oh, that sounds... About right.

Don,t worry she won,t kill him. If she wanted to do that he,s be dead already. Your pdf won,t lose a member.

Ooc: Yeah. I'm always very careful that it's on the npc lady's terms if that stuff happens.
Hence why the KoS never really did anything.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
Ooc: Yeah. I'm always very careful that it's on the npc lady's terms if that stuff happens.
Hence why the KoS never really did anything.

Ooc
That's why however I went with it, wk basically could make it a argument over a jigsaw for all it is.
I've left the door open for someone to follow. Plus well yours is always somewhat mitergated by the commisars comedic side a tad. Oh and being a tad broken! Ut seems somewhat fine.

Crazy yet seems to work.

I'm just rolling with it. at the moment. Whatever it is revealed to be is what it is.

Ooc Il cap it off as I'm off to bed soon, warky start morning.

Bic
*hatch opens and a closes*
*hatch opens properly and sound hered*
Now, just don,t mention that bit, I have a flamer.

*Marla walks out looking slightly less tidy*
Hey, yeah, well. *goes and gets a cup of tea*

Ooc Il leave it a tad ambigus, more fun that way. Might make some interesting avatar replies.

[Nods, points with one hand to a pink feather hanging out of her boot-strap and goes back to book]

I'm supposed to see the therapist again tomorrow, but I'm not sure. [Looks around] Don't tell Yarrick.

Oh, that. (mutters, damn, should of known that would happen)
*quickly hides it*
Thankyou,

*sits back drinking tea and locking a armour plate on that was skewed*

So, what's the blood bowl result *acts like nothing happened *

*utter silence from the Repressor*

Orks lost, it seems the Eldar's prediction was right. Should've guessed, those dwarves have been doing rather well as an underdog.

*hides smile at the Sister correcting herself*

Oh, that's good I had 20 credits on dwarves to win.

*notices b2j despite attempts to hide it*
Oh don,t worry wk ain't dead, I checked for a pulse.
Im not that rough. *smiles innocently *

*utter silence from Repressor continues*

Umm, well that never killed anyone before....

*goes off to check repressor*
Still breathing, just well that never happened before. *sticks a stim shot wk to get him up and awake again*

Good as new, oh, (whispers to wk, oh keep a secret)
Ooc, good night, wk make it as you see fit.

Bic
*pokes head out a sec *
Oh, b2j. Your still got the blue mark that match's that female kroot from the nearby camp. Oh, secret was it *laughs and goes inside*