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**War Kitten**

theplahunter wrote:
I will deal with the assassin later.

You grow way too big for your own abilities WK. Remember that before you grow TOO ignorant.

*snorts in derision*
Whatever you say "sir". Just remember the friendly fire statistics.
*walks off to the barracks*

**zergling15**

Can you two hold it for a sec, I need to grab some chips.

*Runs off to grab chips*

*Sees WK walking off*

Awww.

**theplahunter**

*WK would suddenly be facing 10 more Scions all trained on him outside the door*

We're you saying something, grunt? Something about friendly fire.

**War Kitten**

*casually shoves past the Scions*
Beat it glory boys.
*they all walk off*
Just saying sir, as far as the Imperium is concerned we no longer exist.

**theplahunter**

*sighed*

I don't need that fething man's bs. I should of let the assassin gut him, ungrateful feth.

**War Kitten**

*throws a box out of the barracks window*

**zergling15**

Well I'm going after the assassin, fell free to join me.

*Sharpens Sword*

**War Kitten**

*crashes through the ceiling in a drop pod and lands next to Hunter*
In the Emperor's name, I am here

**theplahunter**

Ah, what is an ultramarine doing here?

**zergling15**

*Sees WK crash into the floor*

WOAH, are you a meteor?

**War Kitten**

theplahunter wrote:Ah, what is an ultramarine doing here?

*nods to Hunter*
Brother Veck of the Ultramarines, which you already knew apparently, I was assigned here to guard the Imperium's interests in this Room. Namely ensuring that Commissar Benny is kept alive and as far away from the rest of the Imperium as humanly possible

zergling15 wrote:*Sees WK crash into the floor*

WOAH, are you a meteor?

No Guardsman I am not.

**zergling15**

I'M NO GUARDSMAN!

ALSO, WHY IS A METEOR TALKING!

**Verviedi**

As I said before, there's a wonderful parallel universe Earth that you should see.
*Temperature suddenly and violently drops, and the room lurches*
Best skiing and snowboarding in the multiverse.
*The windows now show a desolate, snowy wasteland, with the tops of several long-dead skyscrapers portruding above the ice*
Welcome to Chicago, Earth-540. Year 2120 AD.

**Overlord Thraka**

OOC: I just realized I missed a important goal in my post count. 1997, the year of my birth.

BiC:

*Sees WK* YOU! YOU GIT STOLE MY SHIPMENT OF GRAXIAN MEALWORMS! I PAYED A ARM AND LEG FOR THAT!

**zergling15**

*Stars shivering*

Jezz when d-did it get so c-c-COLD.

*Looks at Verv*

D-D-DID YOU D-DO THIS!

**War Kitten**

zergling15 wrote:I'M NO GUARDSMAN!

ALSO, WHY IS A METEOR TALKING!

*sighs and shakes his head*
I am no meteor.
*takes off helmet to reveal surprisingly young looking face*
I am human, well, sort of

Overlord Thraka wrote:OOC: I just realized I missed a important goal in my post count. 1997, the year of my birth.

BiC:

*Sees WK* YOU! YOU GIT STOLE MY SHIPMENT OF GRAXIAN MEALWORMS! I PAYED A ARM AND LEG FOR THAT!

OOC: Small world, that's my birth year as well

BIC:
I think you're mistaking me for someone else Thrakka. I gave your supplier the order slip for those plasma mines you were interested in, I have nothing to do with those meal worms

**Verviedi**

*Summons a fur jacket for Z15*
Sorry. It hits -40°C in the American Deadzone sometimes. I actually mean to land us down south in the MU, but well, looks like there's going to be a lot of skiing.
Just don't head too far north and you'll be fine. Mammoths generally don't move down to this area.

**zergling15**

*Puts fur jacket on the floor and drinks a hot drink*

Don't worry I'll be fine.

*Turns to WK*

Well then greetings are in order.

*Takes off helmet*

Hello I'm Leonie.

*Puts hand out for a handshake*

**War Kitten**

*shakes Zergling's hand*
Brother Veck of the Ultramarines chapter of the Emperor's Space Marines

**zergling15**

Would you by any chance want to kill an assassin?

*Points at map*

I Have the location.

**Overlord Thraka**

*Glares* Well. You're still a Smurfmarine!

**War Kitten**

zergling15 wrote:Would you by any chance want to kill an assassin?

*Points at map*

I Have the location.

I unfortunately cannot be involved in that. It would bring great shame upon my Chapter. I can; however, give you this.
*tosses Zergling a bolter that is just her size*
Here, this'll help

Overlord Thraka wrote:*Glares* Well. You're still a Smurfmarine!

And you're an oversized flying rat. What's your point?

**Overlord Thraka**

*Glares even harder* You know nothing about what I am...

**War Kitten**

What you are is an oversized flying rat who runs the biggest grocery store this side of Ryza.

**Overlord Thraka**

RIGHT! THAT'S IT!

*Throws scroll at WK*

**War Kitten**

*scroll misses horribly and hits Ra in the face*
*raises eyebrow*
Really?

**Overlord Thraka**

Read it!

**War Kitten**

Nah.

**Overlord Thraka**

IT'S A DECLARATION OF WAR AGAINST THE CHAPTER!

**War Kitten**

I'm sorry, but you can't do that. You need to file this through the Administratum or else it's not official. I'm sure they can review your case in say, 500 years. See ya then
*drops the scroll into a furnace*