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*Knight snores softly*

*Amelia resumes game of strip poker with Yarrick*

Mark my words, I will get you out of your socks eventually...

*Deals out a gak hand to self*

...

*Perenelle bows back*

OT: This is my wife. Perenelle

Perenelle: I've heard a bit about you. You're the only one here able to rival Quetz in size

Yes Quetz is quite a large fellow.

*Straightens suit*

I have a worker who will be meeting me here soon.

*Leans down next to OT and whispers*

By the way ,tell Yarrick he technically works for me.

*OT looks confused*

OT: He does? Why is that again?

OOC: And it's too late here. I'm off for tonight. See ya'll later!

*Drops cards on table*

Well, considering I don't have anything left to take off...You win...

*Lies on bed*

I wonder what your reward should be...

OOC Night OT.

I have to go buy milk and coffee, I'll be back in half an hour.

Don't worry just tell him when you can.

*Cleans up a spot to sit down*

Ahh much better.

[Grins] [Loses socks] Better?

Much.

*Grabs Yarrick by the collar and pulls him down*

OOC And I'm off now. Couldn't find my keys.

Sorry... There's just a lot of time to play cards on deployment. [Briefly contemplates whether or not this counts as heresy] [Very briefly indeed, before shrugging and then making up for lost time]

*Giggles like a schoolgirl*

*Pulls Yarrick close*

You know you are about to feth a Daemon right? I just wanted to make sure that you knew that before you...You know...

*Casually pointing a meltagun at the tank*
You bastards are ridiculous.
*Catches a glimpse of self in mirror*

*Leo walks up to Verv*

Why are you pointing a gun at the tank?

*Looks at Z15*
He who fights monsters should see to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
*Looks back at the tank*
The object of my wrath is simply another kind of monster. The inability of the human mind to balance itself. Amelia is burning off the soul of anyone who touches her.

What do you mean burning off our souls?

Because I ain't going to sit by while a friend shoots another friend.

Observe.
*Holsters the meltagun and throws a suspeded projector into the air*
I am a psyker. You know this. I haven't been using my powers lately because I have come into the knowledge that Tzeentch is simply another mask of Nyarlathotep. You saw how easily Yog-Sothoth took me. I do not wish for that to happen again.
*Plays the clip of Amelia stroking Morrigan's wing*
Now observe this.
*The clip switches to warpsight, and both Amelia and Morrigan are replaced by glowing golden spheres. Amelia is a rather dim sphere, and Morrigan is a seething furnace, throwing flares of light everywhere*
Watch the point of contact.
*Plays the video again, showing a tiny spark jump from Morrigan to Amelia at contact*
I have no doubt. Amelia's daemonic side drains the souls of those who touch her. I know that this is not a concious ability of hers, but a side effect of her current state.

That's fair I guess, I never asked questions when sent out to kill monsters.

Even if they where causing damage unintentionally.

*Takes a step back*

So I won't get in your way.

I want to speak to her first. Killing without attempting to speak is a good way to become a monster yourself.
*Shouts into the tank*
I'm coming in there! You have ten seconds to put yourself in a presentable state!

*Opens door with a robe*

Yes? Keep it quiet, Sebastian is sleeping. He kinda went silent on me after I confessed that I was a demon...So I sat with him until he fell asleep, so please, voices down.

Are you aware that you drain souls with a touch? I have evidence. A spark of Morrigan's soul flew to you when you touched her.

What?! How? I-I had no idea...Is it serious? I mean, can I kill people by draining too much of their soul?

*Looks back at Yarrick*

Please, check on him...I was holding onto him for several hours earlier and now...

*Puts hands over mouth*

Why does this always happen to me...

*Stumbles away from Verviedi and into a chair*

[Sits up] I'm fine. How do you always manage to acutely ruin the mood, Verviedi? [Sighs] [Pulls shirt back on]
[Sits with Amelia] I'm. Fine.

*Moves away*

Don't touch me! I don't want to hurt you more than I have...

Look...

I have a soul so bloody tenacious that I can no longer die through traditional means. I just appear back again if my work isn't done. [Holds her hand] You can have as much as you want, it's not going to run out from loving someone. [Smiles]

*Moves away again*

No...Please...Just don't touch me until Verviedi gives the ok...I AM hurting you, but you just don't feel it...

*Looks at hands*

Why me...

[Blinks] Souls are not a finite thing. They can't be.
Think about how we change throughout life, how learning and doing things makes us more complete. That can't happen and souls be measured amounts.
And if being with you means there is transference, so be it. That's what marriage is!

Plus, look at Benny and Daemonette. He's been... He's Benny. And nothing has happened there.

Thats different...Shes Slaaneshi, and I'm Tzeentchien...Our kind deals differently...

*Eyes go pale then return back to normal*

*Horrible realization*

It's true...I've stripped you of the majority of your soul...And I don't know how to return it, or even if I can return it...Think about it like the charge of an electron...Everytime it passes by something it can transfer the energy to, it does so, thus making it travel faster. It returns back to its point of origin and gets replenished...Think of me as the thing the electron transfers its charge to, only your soul is the electron, and the electron has no where to return...And is making you die faster...

*Starts shaking*

Just stay away from me...

OOC: Apologies, I need to go sand a door. Just assume Ver is analyzing Amelia's soul-stealing effect.

[Sighs] I'm the Energiser Bunny of the Imperium, you're not going to cause any lasting damage. But you backing away repeatedly is starting to hurt my feelings. I'm not going to jump you. [Tilts head]

And you can have my soul, that's what I offered when I proposed to you; that two people meet at one. It may not be daemon magic, it's far older.

*Sighs and looks down*

I don't want to hurt you...And I know I am, whether you care or not, I cannot consciously cause you pain...

*Picks up a piece of paper and a pen*

*Closes eyes and starts writing*

It's my true name. If per chance I do something that can and will hurt any of our friends, just say this. It will hurt me, and make me killable for a few minutes, but it will stop me. It will also hurt your throat while you are saying it...

*Opens eyes and hands Yarrick the piece of paper*

*Reluctantly takes his hand and moves closer*

I felt it...Now that I'm looking for it, I felt the transfer...Its...A one-contact thing only.

*Keeps one hand in Yarricks and touches him again*

It didn't transfer this time...

*Larry has set up a giant desk with an equally massive computer*

Larry: Leonie I got another job mission for you.

Leo: Yeah what is it?

Larry: Its a hit on a being called....

*Larry squints to see the name on screen*

Larry: Murky the murloc.

Leo: Sounds easy enough, cya when I get back.

*Larry waves away Leo*