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[Stares longer at sign before looking at OT] I've never had the chance to see most of the people I know grow old. There are very very few of us that last more than one deployment. To reach my age, you must either be successful, lucky, or a coward.
I wouldn't be so fast to lament aging. It is a privilege denied to many.

Perhaps you can look at it another way in time, that you are able to share in so many lives, and take something special from all of them.

*leaves Kimmy to BC and gives her a hug first* stay strong little one.

*goes to yarrick*
She,s OK, and with nice nails now. Just took some hugs and instincts.. Tell BC not to feel too bad, she,s survived.

[BC curls up on a wide chair with Kimmy, who steals his hat and puts it on]

Don't be getting any ideas... The Schola is no place for children. [Half smile]

*laughs and walks to bridge*
2 hours to orbit. Yarrick, keep a eye on him, I have to help guide us in to orbit.

*entered and saw kimmy and BC, with a soft smile he sat across from the two*

Hey, Benny, is that your kid?

[Benny nods]
[Kimmy sits up and notices Pla, before levitating his hat from his head and comparing it to Benny's]

[Coughs quietly] Now child, that's naught- [Looks up as own hat is removed and joins the group comparison] [Keeps a straight face]

...Well, as you can see, in some ways she takes after both sides of the family.

*smiled wider*

Ah! A psyker, I have not seen one so young. What is your name, miss?

*he saw his hat levitate and chuckled, running his hand through his matted brown hair*

She seems to be well versed in her abilities.

*seemed to think a bit and looked down to the floor, his smile still on his face but his eyes slightly sunken*

(Maria)
Powerful one too. Oh, hello in Marla's sister, and sister who,s a sister,.... She said you where the slightly grumpy corporal who was arguing too loud... But that's marla... Great trauma medic though, one of few professors of it.

*maria still looks guarded near yarrick*

She doesn't speak... I'd worry, but she's plenty expressive in her own ways. [The hats float carefully back to respective owners]

Benny is about as psychic as a button, so it's a strange situation.
His letters said that she was found unconscious and wired deep into a wall as part of an Imperial security system. He had no idea she existed prior to the rescue.

[Sees Pla's expression] Not one for family, Corporal?

*snapped back to 'reality'*

Oh! No, I think having a family is great. Its just... Something else.

*smiled and shook his head*

Anyways, even though she may not speak you have a lovely daughter.

*he glanced at miss Maria*

I suppose you can 'describe' me as grumpy. And I apologize for the arguements, I was not exactly in a ... Good mood.

She does not hold a grudge. Unless you hurt family or friends. Then its hell to pay, forget that minor issue.

Family, *laughs* odd things happen, Marla was the wild one and is married, I'm the more sensible one and single n still killing things as a day job! Marla is a trade envoy, she goes gets us planets to mine to feed forgeworlds.

[Yarrick considers] it's not something I've ever paid much thought to. Most commissars are chem gelded.

The mental repercussions of that... Well, t Benny over there was dating a daemonette for something like three months and he never so much as hugged below the belt.
The biological... Well let's just say I won't be worried about accidentally leaving a legacy.

*smiles and holds back a laugh*

Well, I think dating a daemonette has its OWN mental repercussions.

I.. Uh... Well, I've never -tried- for children so I would not know.

*rubs the back of his neck then looks to Maria*

I believe we have met before, miss Maria. You may have seen me in my Carapace armor, and full helmet.

Oh yeah, the one in the rebreather helmet? Was talking to a one legged priest with a book of flat pack furniture and a alien key?

[Smiles] He actually taught her to be a respectable member of society. She learned to read and write when living with him too.. Don't know of anyone else who could do that with a chaos spawn.

I can't say I approve, but there are inquisitors out there that keep daemons for far more sinister reasons than playing house. [Shrugs] She's not bound to anyone either, which is the peculiar part.

[Raises eyebrow very slightly] You've never tried for children, or you've never tried at all?

*Watching everything go on*

*Smiles*

*Makes another coffee*

*Sits down and sips coffee*

*sits down next to Vanden*

Interesting day so far. Glad to see the gue'la cub is back. I would recommend having Kroot guard her for next time, but that may have lasting psychological effects on her, and she's quite capable of defending herself.

Indeed she is...

*Hands 2BJ a mug of coffee*

I know it doesn't have the same effects on you as it does humans, but it's still tasty.

*Maria takes a coffee* sorry gotta run varden, Marla needs a hand getting us safely in orbit. That emergency jump exit did not help our systems.

Sure I met you, Maria, marlas older sister.... Gotta run..

*goes to bridge *

*looked over at Maria then back at Yarrick*

Was she talking about Kolonov?

Never for children, had no time... Yeah, no time. And about those 'inquisitors' they're mere heretical radicals that do not deserve the title of 'inquisitor'.

Who dares to use Chaos against Chaos will become what they fight against.

*picks up his tea cup and sips it*

*Sees pla*

*Unclips pistol*

*draws his own bolt pistol and places it on his leg, glaring at Vanden and raising an eyebrow.*

You better not plan to fire that, Marla will have both our heads.

No, she'd have my head. Your head would look like the inside of a rotten watermelon.

And what will that prove? That I was right about your prone to violence tendencies? Put it away, Vanden. We don't need to have a fight right now, especially infront of Yarrick.

*Chuckles*

As soon as you get the gak beat out of you by Yarrick, you will fight me. Then we'll see how you enjoy getting beaten by a girl.

*Holsters pistol*

*Is lodged the roof*

HAY! COULD I GET SOME HELP!

Do I have to knock your heads together? [Looks exceptionally tired]
[Picks up coffee and walks out to a quieter room] [Sits again and tries to meditate silently]

*Walks up to Z15*

Easy enough.

*Pulls out Spartan Laser*

Now, sit still, this might get a little toasty...

*Aims it next to Z15*

*Starts charging up the Spartan Laser*

*Looks at Yarrick*

You wouldn't dare.

IF YOU MISS I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!

If I miss you probably won't know...

*Fires a massive hole next to Z15*

*Structural integrity of the wall Z15 is stuck in drops drastically*

*Z15 falls out ontop of Amelia*

Ow...