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**War Kitten**

I used to be an Apothecary. I could've put you back together even if the only thing left of you was a finger.

**Buttery Commissar**

War Kitten wrote:
*begins analyzing the snow*
*shows it to Kiln*
It appears that this snow has the instant death property. Not even Eternal Warrior can save you

I fething told you!

[Stands still and tries not to move]

I wonder if that's why Benny is so late... That or he saw a field of flowers.

**2BlackJack1**

*grabs a fistful of snow*

I don't see any issues with it.

**War Kitten**

*2BJ1's hand begins to melt off*
Told you...

**2BlackJack1**

*hand regenerates*

Repair scarabs defeat this substance.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Stands very still] This isn't fun. I'd know.

**KommissarKiln**

Where are we again, exactly? Did we go to that one planet that is literally named Deathsnow IV? Whose idea was this?

**War Kitten**

The Room has a mind of it's own. It goes where it wills. 2 hours ago we were on a jungle planet. Now we're here. 2 hours from now we might be on Cadia for all I know

**Buttery Commissar**

...Now Cadians I do like. They make great noises when you reach in and show them their- [Looks around]

... [Hops and grabs doorframe and swings back into room]

**War Kitten**

*Marine sighs and exits the Room*
*crashes through the wall in a Chimera*
Seriously, who brought the Room to Valhalla? For the love of the Emperor it's cold out there....

**Buttery Commissar**

I'm sure we could find some way to warm you up. [Leans on chimera]

... You'd be disappointed if I didn't at least make the effort of trying.

**War Kitten**

*backs away*
I'd prefer to live thanks. Your boyfriend has been a little homicidal lately. He hit me with a shovel.
*rubs his head*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Laughs] Yeah, he tried to purge me that afternoon as well. Gave a proper speech and everything.[Stretches] I don't think his heart was in it, after I kicked him, he stopped and looked embarrassed.

I'd have liked to get my hands on those "therapists". [Frown]

[Retrieves hot cocoa from the kitchen and hands WK a spare] [Rummages in coat and pulls out a hip flask, and tips small amount in each] Don't worry, it's just caramel syrup. I've been switching out his booze for the past month.

**Verviedi**

I'm lonely, tired as hell and afraid of touching the snow.
*Climbs defeatedly into a white polyceramic-framed bunk bed in the corner*
...3 open slots, locked- zzz... Interesting, mixer operating... Solidification procedure... Slab delivered... zzz...
*White polyceramic slab replaces one of the ceiling tiles*

**War Kitten**

*drags Verviedi off of the bunk bed*
Come on, I'm taking you to the bar. You're going to meet someone.
*chucks Verviedi into the Chimera, gets in and drives off again*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Wanders over and puts another cocoa on a box by Verviedi's bed, on a heating pad]
I think most people are more lonely than they'd really admit. Never feel ashamed of that. Worry more for those who feel nothing. [Pulls sheet over the bunk frame to give more shade to V]

[Sits in armchair and tucks legs up to stay warm] I hear there's some sport season underway at the moment. Though the league system seems to be based on aggression rather than points.

**Verviedi**

*Glowing light pink hologram appears in the bed*
I thank you for the kind words. They have been recorded, and honestly, that is one of the statements that I'm sure to take to heart, and remember.
*Barely awake in the Chimera*
Am I not allowed to slee-
Forget it. I can be in two places at once. T-thats one of the things that I do most often.

**War Kitten**

Hey, you complained about being lonely. I'm taking you to go meet people so you're not lonely. You can thank me later.

**Verviedi**

There is a 99% chance that you, me, your family, and anyone you ever associated with are going to be banned from the bar within an hour, correct? I essentially do not function socially. I suppose the conditioning, failure of the conditioning, daemonic possession, eldritch possession, and psychic trigger broke that. I'm surprised that you're my friends, honestly.

**KommissarKiln**

Ah, guardsmen, soldiers like me! I think a bunch of people somewhere are arguing between which of us are part of the superior military, but let's not let that come between us.

**2BlackJack1**

*Necrons phase out in a flash of green*

*groans and wakes up in the chimera*

Wha- where are we-

*moans and grabs his head*

Never drinking that much again.

**War Kitten**

*turns to 2BJ1*
I'm not even going to ask how or why you're in my tank.
*shakes his head*
*continues driving*
Anyone care to explain how that storm trooper got on my roof?

**2BlackJack1**

*hisses at WK's loud voice*

Where's that vial I made? Oh whatever. Now, what do you want? I can kill the gue'la on the roof if it'll get this engine to run a little quieter.

*curses and aims his rifle at the ceiling*

**ZergSmasher**

*Uses telekinetic powers to levitate a very large ball of snow and throws it at the Chimera*

"We Protoss are the undisputed masters of snowball fights. Snow just bounces off our shields!"

**KommissarKiln**

Nothing can resist the snow. Not this snow. Not this time. Exercise caution, I beseech you.

**2BlackJack1**

*curses at the chimera shaking from the snowball*

Now who wants this?

*sluggishly aims rifle at the side if the chimera to shoot at the protoss, before hitting his head as the chimera shakes again*

**ZergSmasher**

"Take it easy, friend Kroot. It's just snowball fighting, not life and death. No need for your rifle or anything."

*Levitates another ball of snow above the Chimera. A Zealot opens the hatch, then the snowball is dropped inside.*

**2BlackJack1**

*muffled shouts before a quilled head pokes its way out of the snow*

I really need to find that vial.

**jhe90**

*Space wolf arrives driving land raider raider. *

You mean this hang over cure?
Found it in the kitchen, good as you say?

Or there's old olafs cure, he just never was sober. *laughs*

*snowball shakes land raider but carries on just fine*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Sits quietly and sips cocoa] Honestly, you all talk a good game, but when it comes down to it, you're like daft kids playing at throwing things at each other. [Chuckles] Story of the universe, I feel.

[Leans chin on hand as Kimmy and the wolf puppy careen past pulling a sled to the door]