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*continues shouting in the distance*
YOU FETHING IDIOT! IF THAT WAS A REAL GRENADE YOU WOULD HAVE JUST BLOWN UP YOUR WHOLE SQUAD!

*hisses angrily*

They will not wear some collar. I am fully capable of handling them, and I only brought them here with the intent of helping to defend this place.

*turns to OT and gives a snort*

I doubt that the younglings would fit inside. And they aren't here as house pets, so you need not worry.

*looks at Yarrick*

Thank you for trusting me, commisar. I'm glad to see that not everyone doubts my decisions.

*Wakes up and yawns*

Good morning everyone, how are things going?

*Spots the knarloc's*

How did those get here?

It was the Shaper. HE brought those abominations in here!

Abominations? I had thought higher of you, yet you berate me for helping. Tell me, why do you distrust the creatures of Pech?

*Looks at OT and raises an eyebrow*

Why are they abominations?

*has moved onto Hand-to-Hand combat*
YOU FETHING GAK-HEADS! YOU WOULDN'T LAST TWO SECONDS AGAINST A GROT! DO YOU EVEN KNOW THE SHARP END OF THE BLADE FROM THE BLUNT END?

Animals, creatures fouling up everything! They can't be trusted!

*Ra makes a face*

Ra: You alright boss?

OT: Yes of course! I'm fine! Leave me be!

*OT rushes off to lab. Ra and Cal both look concerned, Horus and Morri are to busy watching wrestling to notice.*

Ra: Something's wrong. He's never been like this before...

*training has ended for the day*
*walks up next to the crew pinching the bridge of his nose*

I hope he's not usually like this.

I found the remark quite offensive.

*Sigh*

Never mind that, I shall be back I'm off to get something to eat.

OOC be back in like 2 hours

Looks like you had fun training the conscripts, sergeant Hartman.

*sighs*
Yep, half of them don't know the dangerous end of a lasgun from the stock, but they're getting better. Although one of them tried to throw a grenade, pulled the pin and then threw it at the target dummy instead of the grenade itself.

*Ra offers Zerg a pizza*

Ra: I, I'm sorry about that. I need to see what's bugging him. I've never seen him like this.

*Ra goes to find OT. 5 minutes later he comes flying out of the lab crashing into a chair. Ra gets up and looks stunned*

This, this is wrong. I think something happened to him when he fought Conquest. I'm his oldest friend and I've never seen him act like this

*Horus also looks concerned but goes to bawl out the recruits to vent*

*Wakes up again and gets out of bed*

*Walk to the kitchen and comes out with a sandwich*

Whats up?

Ra: Something's wrong with OT. He's being incredibly... mean and nasty. I've never seen him act like this before

I'll have a chat with him. He probably won't hurt me.

*Gets up and knocks on OT's door*

Yo Nick, can I come in?

*walks up next to Vanden*
Is OT being pissy or something like that?

*OT comes out looking crabby*

What do you want? I'm busy... working

*OT makes sure no-one can see behind him into the lab*

How am I meant to know? I just woke up. But yea, apparently he has been, so I want to have a chat with him.

*Continues knocking on OT's door*

Oh, hey Nick. You want to have a chat?

 Overlord Thraka wrote:
*OT comes out looking crabby*

What do you want? I'm busy... working

*OT makes sure no-one can see behind him into the lab*

You're being a jerk to everyone. We want to know why. This isn't normal for you, so don't give us that crap of "It's nothing!"

*Stands infront of WK*

Please, this situation requires finesse. So please, leave it to me.

*Turns to OT*

Care to talk somewhere private? You have something on your mind, and it is affecting you.

Oh. Have you ever seen Full Metal Jacket?
*Stares at a point above Marla's shoulder for a while*

*OT's eye widen in panic. Slamming the door to the lab everyone hears loud clattering and banging.*

Ra: Right, I've had enough.

*Ra kicks open the door. OT is cramming vials of liquid into a case. He turns and speaks in a voice not his own, but deep and harsh.

Voice from OT's mouth: You shall all die! I shall have revenge for Bastet!

*OT bowls over the crew in his attempt to escape*

*Dodges OT and wraps arm around his neck*

C'mon Nick, this ain't you!

*Plants feet on ground and pulls the possessed OT back*

*leaps backwards to avoid being crushed*
*gets on the vox*
SEND REINFORCEMENTS TO SECTOR ALPHA-ZULU OVER!
*several Chimeras full of Guardsmen drive into the area and attempt to corral OT*

*OT chokes as his neck it grabbed and for a moment seems to come to himself*

OT: NO! Stop! Leave me! Too... powerfull

Voice: Agh! Witch!

*Possessed OT breaks Amelia's arm and runs towards the door. Ra tackles him just before he reaches it*

Ra: LET GO OF MY BOSS!

*Ra delivers a single punch knocking OT cold*

*Calls out in pain*

*Falls back onto ground*

Fething...Every...Time...

*several teams of Guardsmen rush over to OT and inject him with enough sedatives to put down a Helbrute*

*Ra carries OT to a cell whilst Cal tends to Amelia's arm*

Cal: It's actually not that bad a break. Give a few weeks and you'll be right as rain!

*Ra closes the cell door looking grim*

Ra: We haven't had to use this in a long time. This is the oldest part of Orkamart. Nick built this cell to keep others safe during his suicide attempts. Most of what he tried would kill planets

*Morri walks up holding the case*

Morri: You mean like this stuff? You mix 2 of these vials together and you get the explosive force of about 60 suns imploding.

Horus: This is serious. We're dealing with something older than even us. That kind of weapons is ancient beyond reasoning.

It still makes me armless...

*Gets up and groans*

So what? He's possessed? It mentioned something about Bastet, so maybe this is what was helping her at the start of the fight?