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*Vandens underwear catches on fire*

*No they do not.*

[Yarrick looks at the door] ...Sebastian Yarrick, I'm here to see Amelia.
[Looks down] Plus one I guess.

Nononono, no home.

OOC Please tell me someone knows this...

*I summon Creed*

*Larry starts constructing a mini warp drive projector (It still weighs 20 tonnes)*

Larry: Let's hope this works...

*Leo is benching 450kg*

OOC I feel like Vanden and WK are going to be at this for a while...

[Yarrick sighs] Oh really. I better come back later. [Picks up Nurgling] I will push this through your mail slot as my calling card. [Smiles and lifts flap]

*Desummons Creed*

*Laughs*

*Creed cannot be desummoned and proceeds to troll the gak out of Vanden*

Nonono, come in, come in...

*Door opens up*

*Creed does no such thing. Creed is teleported back to Cadia.*

OOC I can do this all day. And I go to sleep later than you. So save the time.

[Places Nurgling down carefully] Would've taken a lot of cleaning, that.
[Steps through door] ...Hello?

*I summon TS*

*I troll TS by throwing the Arbiters of Truth out of a window. He chases after them.*

*Light cough comes from a lit up room off to the side*

Yeah? Who is it?

[Yarrick takes hat off] It's err, Sebastian Yarrick. I came to find Amelia, but I think I may have come to the wrong place, or time. [Smiles sadly]
[Nurgling runs off into corner]
...? Hey, you stay out of trouble...

*Amelia exits kitchen with an apron*

*Tilts head*

Sorry, don't think I've heard of you.

*Flaps wings slightly*

*Larry continues constructing mini warp drive*

Larry: I should probably ask for some help...

*Larry can't fit his finger into a compartment*

Larry: Just my luck...

*Leo leaves the gym and starts showering*

[Yarrick swallows and looks away] Yeah, my mistake. I'm .. Sorry.

[Nurgling scampers over and hands Amelia the balled up dirty map]
Hey! She doesn't want that, you little weirdo. [Nurgling sticks out tongue and shakes ball] [Map jingles]

.. [Pats down pockets] [Looks inside hat] ...

*teleports into the Room*
I have returned mon'keigh...

*Groans from most of the crew*
Ot: Just... don't mess with us right now. We've been through some stuff recently, I just hope Yarrick's doing good finding Amelia

*Takes the map*

*Opens it up and removes wallet*

*It accidentally opens up to a picture*

...This is...Weird...

*A loud voice comes down from upstairs*

Who's there? Somebody want me?

No, there's somebody here to speak with me. You wanna come down honey?

*Magnus comes down the stairs and puts arm around Amelia*

Greetings Stranger. What brings you here to the Warp?

*cocks her head at OT*
I behaved myself last time. You have nothing to fear

[Yarrick looks away] I'm just lost, sir. Didn't mean to disturb you both.
[Amelia's Dogtags fall out of wallet, hence the jingle]

*Picks up dogtag and turns it over*

Sorry sir, but when did you say you knew me?

*Shows dogtag to Magnus, who squints to see it*

Huh, this was back when you were a Spartan wasn't it?

*Amelia nods*

Bout 400ish years ago yea... *Looks at Yarrick* I do know this man...

OOC I love how this is just before BC usually goes to sleep.

[Winces] I shouldn't have come here... I'm sorry.
Where I came from, it's only been three days. We are still... Were still...
[Looks at nurgling] Why'd you go and do that, I didn't want to hurt anyone.

I'm sorry, three days since what?

*Magnus steps over, barring the door*

Please, come sit. I believe you have a story to tell.

*Amelia turns over the dog-tags*

OOC I'm sorry. I enjoy stirring the plot, or maybe I'm just secretly a troll who enjoys making the plot thicker and harder to get around. Either one.

*suddenly pulls out an ancient looking scroll and examines it intently*

Well. Since you touched an item that banished you to Tzeentch's realm. I've known you since before you were marked. I was there when it happened. ...I failed to stop it.
We were engaged... you nearly killed me because my wedding gift was so stupid. [Puts hand in pocket and holds up acorn]

[Looks at Magnus] I can't. I don't sit with slavers, sir. I may be an abomination in the eyes of many, but I don't believe in people owning people.

Ooc: Since I lost my job, I do t really sleep sensibly. I should be right now.
And while it's a clever plot, I do feel bad for Yarrivk spending most of his time trying to pretend he's fine. Apart from when he list his gak and bombed a forest.

Own? Please, she married me willingly.

*Amelia staggers backwards into a seat*

Engaged?! I...I can't believe this... *Looks up at Magnus* Sweety, I wouldn't call it willingly. You kept me here for a hundred years, remember.?

*Magnus doesn't move from door*

You needed some convincing... *Looks down at Yarrick* See what you've done stranger? You gone and made my wife moody. You have my thanks for that.

*Primarch Vulkan teleports into the room holding the lifeless form of Zartath. Zartath is riddled with stab wounds and is missing most of his head and right arm*

*Vulkan lowers Zartath onto the ground, a pool of blood surrounds Zartaths form*

*Vulkan turns over Zartaths left hand and examined the stone, which is a faint gold. A smile crosses his face*

*The primarch then stands Raises his hammer and teleports away.*

[Keeps voice low and level] You won her in a poker game, like an asset. So yes, own.
Where I come from, that's called slavery.

...I didn't come here to upset anyone. I just wanted to try and help. We miss you, Amelia. Even if you don't remember any of us.