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*Starts running beside the Daemonette*

*Wings are folded behind back*

*Leo continues fighting various arena animals*

*Larry sees everyone leaving and follows slowly*

Larry:This should be fun.

OOC Watching Guardians of the Galaxy, may be a little pre-occupied because of that.

OOC Happy July 4th!

[Comes to a halt and ducks into bushes] An imperial shuttle... [Growls]
[Eyes widen] [Scurries around for clearer view]

[Two Inquisitors and a group of imperial officers are stood by the shuttle, examining a complicated looking set of timelines]
[Benny is leant against a tree with a surprised look on his face, frozen mid-shout, a bolt shell about to make contact with his head]

[Tail twitches] That's a very showy way of taking someone hostage.

*Reaches for pistol*

I follow you. Whenever you are ready, whatever you choose to do.

*Cheek twitches*

*Holds jaw*

Inquisitors make me hungry, I'm sorry.

*Larry's head pops up next to Amelia*

Larry:Hello.

*Turns to BC*

Larry:What's going on here?

Those look like Ordos Chronos. They're here to correct something. Otherwise we'd be frozen too..
But they've got a lock on Benny. My guess is if one of them dies, the bullet unfreezes. But which one?

Amelia, you pass closest for human. And you have the military training...

[Passes over most of the commissar uniform] [Concentrates once Amelia is dressed] [To all but herself, Amelia has no visible wings]
Dont let them touch you, or they'll see.

I'll stay beside you; Ordos Chronos are not as concerned with heresy as they are with correcting fractures caused by time travel.

*Nods*

*Adjusts hat and steps out*

*Unholsters pistol*

You there! What the flamin feth do you think you are doing with Commisariot shibag!? Not only is this pathetic excuse of a man a horrid Commissar, but he is also property of the Ordo Hereticus. One of the Inquisitors wish to bind this *Points at Daemonette* disgusting being to him. So I will ask again, what the actual feth you are doing with him?

*Gives the most stern Commissar stare musterable*

*steps next to B.C*
Orders sir?

*Waiting in trees*

Larry: Lets hope she can pull this off.

[One Inquisitor stares at Amelia and holds up a small scanner] [Reads it and mutters]: Off by tens of thousands of years... [Turns back to crew and starts jabbing at devices]
[The officers look uneasy]: Do we freeze this one, Sir?
[Inquisitor ignores them]

[Second Inquisitor steps forward]: This planet is under quarantine for assessment by the Ordos Chronos. There are so many chronological inconsistencies that it's causing a tear straight through to the warp. I've never seen such a mess.
[Stares at Amelia] And if he's so very terrible, we'd be doing you a favor by unfreezing that bullet, no? [Signals to officer]

*space wolf from great crusade steps out*

Now ... Id not be causing me issues.
I saw far worse than you. I saw humanity torn apart. I'm not up for idiots.

*eyes glow with power..*
I'm not in a good mood.

What i saw. I know no fear. I saw the blackest night.

*Holds out pistol towards the second Inquisitor*

Step back Rune Priest. This is of no concern to Astartes, only the Commissariot and the Inquisition.

*Glares at jhe and motions back to the forest*

*Turns back to Inquisitor*

I said he is wanted by an Holy Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus. You will do no such thing. And the tear is because of experimentation of a new protoype force weapon. So far is has banished a Greater Daemon of Khorne with but a touch, not the chronological inconsistencies or whatever you speak about. Now, do not make me ask you to release him again.

*Does not falter in being intimidating*

*glares*

I am lord arastes.
The comisariat has no power over me. I come from the heresey. Who do I have to fear. I saw the true night.

I saw Demi gods die. I saw the great emperor banished to the throne.

[Officers freeze and start backing away from the wolf]
[Inquisitor sighs]: We will be done soon. Or not. It's hard to tell with time. [Looks over] Tell me Commissar, since when has it been uniform policy to not issue footwear to all officers?

[Daemonette Facepalms silently]

*hellgun powers up silently*
*jogs up to Amelia*
Here's that report you asked for on the weapon ma'am.
*salutes her smartly*

And I'm sure that would've been terrifying for you Lord Arastes, but as I said. This is of no concern to you. Leave the fate of this miserable Commissar to me, and Step. Back.

*Looks hard at the Inquisitor*

I was having a bath in the nearby natural springs. I heard a scream, got dressed, and got here. Not my fault I forgot my shoes. And then what do I see? A dim-witted Commissar about to get shot by two pricks with sticks so far up their asses that they stop time to figure out where it went wrong. Any other stupid questions before I call over the Lord Commissar to have a chat?

*Takes report*

Thank you sergeant, now step back behind me and restrain the foul Demon.

Yes ma'am
*salutes again and then does so*

*laughs*

Space wolf... When have we done what someone else said?

Good luck with that.

[Inquisitor points patiently]: If we release him, we also release the bullet. It wasn't us who fired on him to begin with. Without us, he would be tomato salsa right now. The shooter ran off, but we aren't here to deal with that.
We can release him, but you need a solution to what happens. Either someone of exceptional speed, psychic ability, or an application form for a new commissar.
[Returns to device and chart]: We simply need to work out how many imbalances are at work. Then we can carry on along the thread and even it out.

I'm wearing power armour...

I think I can take it...
*steps between. *
Its a fething awful idea but feth it

*Calls over Daemonette*

Use your witchcraft. Save this wretch then go back to kneeling.

*Silenty says 'sorry' with eyes*

And how might you be doing that? If is so happens to threaten or halt the weapon testing, then I'm afraid I can't let you do that.

OOC: My guy is one of those "anomalies" so this'll be interesting

OOC I'm pretty sure 80% of characters are anomalies.

OOC: My guy is one of those "anomalies" so this'll be interesting

*Watching all this happen looking slightly worried*

*laughing*

This is the worst plan ever. I love it.
Lets get it over with unless your using magic.

We use the demon to cast something, it minimizes the risks.

*Lowers pistol*

*Spits at the Daemonettes feet*

Do it, you Emperor forsaken wretch.

*Mouths 'sorry' again*

... I could try and teleport him out, but if I'm not fast enough, we might get half a Benny back. [Looks uncertain]

[Inquisitor looks over] If you enter the immediate area, you may be similarly frozen. Reaching between him and the bullet could result in you hand being ten hours behind the rest of your body. Be careful.

And we are not like the clumsy Hereticus or Xenos, we do not kill and Exterminatus.
Think of the universe like a clock. This gear [points at WK] is running too slowly. So we must find the gear it affects. That could be here, it could be on another moon. Balancing the two is possible without removing them.
And this [points at still sky] is effectively stopping the clock to look inside.