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[Lands painfully on cot]
[one arm is a bloody wreck]
Feth.

*Small box teleports ontop of WK with a note saying 'Last time I'm helping you shiity ass out. Next time you call me a pansy, I will personally kick your fething ass.'*

*Cigar in box*

OOC Anyway, Peace out, I'm going to try to get some shut eye. Have fun lads.

[Perron sighs and locates WK] You're radiating pain, it's very distracting. [Looks over at Marla] And I'm guessing you don't want to add to her workload or stress. Come here. [Places hand over WK's good shoulder] [Perron's eyes glow faintly, and the wounds very slowly begin to heal over, and the pain lessens significantly] You will still need medical attention, but it'll stop her from freaking out at you. [Steps away without waiting for a response, and collapses under butter tank quietly]

[Butter tank deploys a fluffy blanket over the prone KoS]

That's a point. Where did Benny get to? I haven't seen him since the missiles... Guess that's tomorrow's issue. [Yarrick yawns and head off to bed]

*looks at slowly healing arm*
Feth my luck

*watches Yarrick get enveloped in the blanket*

No thank you.

*grunts and goes back to sharpening a blade*

*wakes up slowly still looking pale and notices wks shoulder*
Comer on dear. *gets on with fixing remaining damage and then adding a light bandage to keep it steady*

Leave it a few days, be perfect. You healed up quick?

*hugs wk* I thought I lost you for a second. Iiiiiiiii don. ..
Please don,t do that again. I'm not sure what I'd do.
*hugs again and goes to make tea with a slight limp*

Oh and perron, I do own a holy orb of Antioch, be a dear and behave ok.
That and psi bolts.

[Perron still out cold under butter tank and blanket]

I don't think you need to threaten him, Marla. He's healed three people in twenty four hours, and I seem to remember hearing that he and Benny did once save this room and blow up a threat by self detonating. I don't like or trust daemons, but this one seems to have taken it upon itself to help.

Even if he has no concept of personal space. Which is not unique here. Benny and Verviedi frequently grab people.

 jhe90 wrote:
*wakes up slowly still looking pale and notices wks shoulder*
Comer on dear. *gets on with fixing remaining damage and then adding a light bandage to keep it steady*

Leave it a few days, be perfect. You healed up quick?

*hugs wk* I thought I lost you for a second. Iiiiiiiii don. ..
Please don,t do that again. I'm not sure what I'd do.
*hugs again and goes to make tea with a slight limp*

Oh and perron, I do own a holy orb of Antioch, be a dear and behave ok.
That and psi bolts.

*replies dryly*
I'll be sure to tell you the next time I'm planning to get blown up deae

*laughs* oh, thanks, Il have medics waiting....*deadpan*

You scared me, I was ready to go call up the full mars iv legion and fleet then go smash cardasia to a astaroid feild. *slightly emotional * sorry, just was.... It was stressful... Saving yo...... Machine spirits, *just sits down and holds head in hands*

Still got a massive headache from that remote command protocol.
Of course knowing my luck you probably never even noticed till you woke up! Jammy!

*Gets back from cleaning Yarricks hat*

It's...A fething...warzone out there.........When was the last time you washed your hat?

*Hands the brand new looking hat to Yarrick*

Warzone, meh tell em to keep quiet or Il direct my battleships lances onto frying them to atoms.....

Headache
.... Owe.....

Unless its cleaning then Il send a few servitors....

[Takes hat gratefully] [Looks confused] When do you think I got time to clean my clothing? I got about enough to shower daily and shave every other day.

...The Imperium doesn't really care if you're clean, just if you are functioning.

Well I care if your both. So pull your socks up.

*Leans in and kisses Yarrick*

Hello, by the way.

[Looks down at coat] I don't think this has had a wash since Armageddon. It is at least uniformly grey. [Looks embarrassed] Not sure if it started that color.

Hello. [Smiles and reciprocates]

*Takes coat off Yarrick*

*Folds it and hands it back to him*

You know what to do. Go.

Hmmm don,t ask where I got this..... Mike, assasin and all.... I don,r know. Your size.

*pulls out a commisar coat barely worn with custom lightweight carapace plating and flakweaves built into the design discreetly from tank *

Just swap the decorations, been trying to get rid of it for abit but .... Questions. And tour a commissar,perfect

Hmmm don,t ask where I got this..... Mike, assasin and all.... I don,r know. Your size.

*pulls out a commisar coat barely worn with custom lightweight carapace plating and flakweaves built into the design discreetly from tank *

Just swap the decorations, been trying to get rid of it for abit but .... Questions. And tour a commissar,perfect without any questions.

*Rejects coat*

No thanks Marla, He's a big boy, and he has to learn how to properly take care of his stuff, but thanks for offering.

Um ok. More passing on a old coat mike no longer needs..
...
Il just hide it again....
*grumbles* mike said it would be easy to pass on too..... A year later....

*hides it and returns*

[Looks confused] I could just have two coats. [Sees glare from Amelia] Okay, okay.
[Slinks off to laundry room]

[Comes back an hour or so later] Turns out it was blue! Well, who knew. [Sees stares] You try finding time to care about clothing when you're [starts mumbling] and there was the time I landed in Thraka's trash compactor after he kidnapped me...

And It looks a million times better. Oh and please, keep the dumpster diving to a minimum if you want to hug me.

*Looks around*

Can we go somewhere more private? I want to give you something...

*brushs by bc on way to repressor and whispers *
Il get you that coat..... Just ask.

*stages* oh blue, I thought it was regulations they be black.

I didn't deliberately jump in there. He disarmed me, beat me and then threw me down there to die. Admittedly I refused to, but- ...

...We could go in the butter tank, that's pretty secluded.

[Nods to Marla] The only requirements are actually a red sash, hat and Commissariat emblem.

Ooc: Yarrick's coat is navy blue in the old paintings. Funny but true.

Black looks good though. Slimming too.

*foe off to tank to relax and read in new libiary*

Thanks...

*Walks over to Butter Tank with Yarrick*

*Enters Butter Tank*

Ok...So I've been working on something...And I've been meaning to give it to you...

*Pulls out a tinkered with storm bolter*

I modified the shells and barrel...I used the power cores from one of my Spartan Laser, modified it to be more compact, shoved it inside the barrel, made it liftable then modifed the back so it could be recharged easier than the original...And...As and added touch...I added our initials on the bottom of the hilt...

*Composes self*

Just because I got you something doesn't mean I'm going soft. I just felt it...

*Loses composure*

Like a nice thing to do...

[Picks up Vanden and hugs her] This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. I mean other than save my life, which you also did.

After I accidentally gave you a grot, as well. [Looks mortified]

I liked it. It had a nice touch to it.

*Hugs back*

Don't get sentimental on me...

Oh, dying isn't that bad. I've done it before. It was interesting.

Id rather not....

Did it effect your sanity?