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*Still wearing a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and carrying a suitcase*
I- wha-
What? What happened while I was gone?

*marla sighs*
I'd not want to live forever without my family...
Forever alone is the worst punishment you can imagine.
You offered me. I'd not even consider without my sister.

You had family once?

*Maria*
*Lowers pistol*

Fine. Milo left marla, Amelia is a deamonette, benny is a deamonette. Deamonette is Bridgett. Marla got shot and lost a arm. I escaped assassin.
High fabricator and OT planning to shift room after dark mechanicum invaded. Until then room is guarded by 100,00 plus skitari and titans...

Oh and someone recorded over your saved stuff on the TV...

Morrigan: When did I say I wouldn't offer Maria? She just wasn't here at the time. But listen, this isn't like Nick, or even us. You'll stop aging. That's pretty much it.
As for family, yes. I had a family once. But I'd rather not talk about them... I made a new family for myself when Nick rescued me from myself.

It's ok. We don,t mention my mother much...
Killed dark mech. Now you see why dad was so defensive and rolled in so heavy.

Totally stopped...
I mean I age slower than normal... I'm old martian royalty.
It has... differences. *Whispers Corrigan her true age*
That's a secret...
(Marla)

Morrigan: Huh, well I wouldn't' have guessed that old.

But yeah, you've got a good family, mine weren't. I can understand a father's wish to protect his daughters, that's why I'm here after all.

OOC: Be back in a couple hours probably

*Marla laughs'
I know. It scares some people, they think your alien...
I am kinda but that's beside the point...

Your a good bird god. Whatever family you had. Sorry today has been rough .. ..
*falls asleep *

Somebody what?
And people are turning into Daemonettes?!

[Yarrick sits and worries]
[Sees V]
Just Benny. The Daemonette was cured, but in a fit of irony, Slaanesh changed Benny. Don't let him hug you. [Shudders] Or do, depends how you feel about spontaneous ... Conclusions...

We're looking into it. There's an Astartes has a small thing that cured Bridgett... The problem is exorcising someone with AI and a resident KoS? What happens.

*Maria *

Its been a odd few weeks... Yeah. You may not like the fact the Martian military under high fabricator has taken total control off PDF for security right now.
Now if you excuse me I wanted some time with my knight... Together.
Hope you had a good holiday. Shuttle bay is in section 7c
*nudges v out of door and close behind him* *door guarded by a dozen or so skitari elite troops*

Finaly
*takes off body suit and tiara and curls up into bed falling straight asleep * comfeeeeee zzzz

*two Land Raiders drive into the garage*

*Is woken up by Land Raiders*

Leo: ehhh what?

*Leans up and looks around*

Leo: God why is everyone still in space?

*Flicks on the TV and starts watching Lazy Town*

Wait. Conclusions? What?
*Gives Benny a warm hug*
...Nothing happened.

OOC: Jhe, Morri is probably the least bird-godlike. She's essentially human with large blackfeathered wings on her back. More Hawkgirl than anything else. It's just that her title is The Crow Goddess

BiC:

*Morrigan squeezes Marla's hand as she falls asleep.*

Morrigan: Okay Horus, my go. I'll keep watch, you go get some rest.

*Horus nods and goes to find a bench or empty room to sleep in*

*Starts fidgeting*

Leo: Man this show is garbage...

*Pulls out a mop*

Leo: Can't believe I'm doing this.

*Walks into the Amelia and Yarrick covered kitchen*

Leo: How did they even manage this...?

[Benny looks around in confusion from inside Butter Tank]

[Yarrick facepalms] No. Look. If he hugs you, you uh, briefly orgasm past the point of human comprehension. He hugged me when I got back from being messed around for six hours by Imperial TSA. I have never felt more confused.

That explains it. I'm currently drugged out of my skull because I let the wrong flower touch my skin. I feel very much like a vegetable, and I have absolutely no feeling below my waist. How can I help?

Leo: OH GOD ITS ON MY FOOT!

*Drops mop and walks out of the kitchen*

Leo: NOPE NOT DEALING WITH THAT GAK!

*Walks off to the shower block*

*walks back into the Room and begins eating a sandwich*

OT: Oh yeah... gotta deal with that... Ra, get a flamer, some soap and follow me *Approaches the kitchen with a look of mild apprehension*

Just use a servitor. [Sighs]
Or stop going in there, it cleans itself once a day.

*Starts showering*

Leo: HEY UMM, I FORGOT A SECOND SET OF CLOTHES...

Leo: ANYONE GOT SOMETHING THAT CAN FIT?

*Huitz tosses a red, yellow and blue feathered cloak into the showers*

Huitz: Keep it, I've got tons

Leo: THANKS!

*Continues showering*

*Sits outside drinking some mjod*

*Watches fleets in orbit*

*Sneaks out of shower in feather robe and slips into Benny's tank*

Leo: Where were those nice grey tops...

*Starts scanning Benny's wardrobe for clothing that will fit*

*Drops into Milo's interrogation room*

There we fething go...I knew I'd get it eventually...

*Starts fiddling with controls to release Milo*

*Milo continues dying*
*muttering to self*
No.... No..... I won't betray her..... NO!!!!!!!!

*OT and Ra emerge from the kitchen*

Ot: It is done. We'll need to restock when we land from transporting this place, but that's over thank goodness.

*Thinks*

*Pulls out rubber ducky and places it on controls*

*Squeezes it softly until it squeaks*

*Milo is released by the power of the squeak*

*Enters door slowly and clutches head*

Fethin null-field...

*Looks down at Milo*

*Refrains from beating the gak out of him*

Get up. We're going. Or does little baby Guardsman want to be carried?

*Milo has just enough energy to raise a middle finger at Vanden*