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**Verviedi**

*Blank expression*
Why is everyone acting so odd?
*Scoots over closer to Grunak*

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Makes another squeaky noise*

*Looks at Yarrick, then back at the two officers*

*Gulps and continues following Yarrick*

Please walk to the Baneblade, please walk to the Baneblade...

**Buttery Commissar**

[Chuckles] We all come from a culture where you can be trained to kill by age 10, but sex is considered a guilty pleasure.
Admitting infatuation is seen as daring or shameful. [Has made a swan from a napkin]

[Yarrick walks over to the butter tank and leans on the doorway] [Mouths Anti Gravity Chamber and holds up Benny's keys] [Walks inside]

**jhe90**

*Marla comes over*

She,s just a tad phased by it all.
Some of us at more used to it.

*hugs one of the officers*
Hey Markus.

See.
But we are family.
Just put it down to humans are odd...

Aye half of us where trained to kill as children...
Yet supress all emotions...
*smiles kindly and goes off to dance with milo at a make shift dance floor*

**2BlackJack1**

I don't understand humans. I know how to fight them, but this is different.

*sees the sabre dual*

That I can understand. The whimpering and shivering, that is like a kroothound.

**Verviedi**

-PURGED (BENEDICTION FINALITY)-

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Gulps and enters after Yarrick*

*Closes door and follows Yarrick*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Yarrick stands in middle of chamber] I thought we could do without visibly rocking any tanks in the middle of a party.
[Floor covered in cushions and throws]
[Drops back into them] Now am I going to have to feel insecure about you squeaking all night at Marla's family, or just skip ahead to disciplinary action?

**jhe90**

*high fabricator *
2 years? That's short... Most of those officers have decades and plenty of combat experience.

*duel ends and officers bow to each other and sheath sabres*
*applause *

Some roles in our military you can be in training just for 2 years.

**Verviedi**

We only live about 60 years on average, and we are very quick learners. I chose to stay into the military. This is my 14th year in it, hence the Shas'vre rank.

**2BlackJack1**

All kroot are accepted as warriors by the age of twelve. We do have those who stay on Pech, or those who migrate back after their journeys. But they will still fight, even if it is just our dark cousins in the jungles.

*shakes head*

I think that there is a difference between our kinds when it comes to mating. The Shaper has tried to explain it, but the human ways are still strange to me.

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Blinks again*

This is awfully romantic...And disciplinary action please! I, er, I mean, I am so sorry, Commissar, for acting in a unpleasant way...Please...Punish me any way you see fit...

*Suppresses a grin and bows head*

**jhe90**

*agh HF*
yes, with right drugs a human can live 3-400, I my self am 1000

But as you see, not much human left..
Our kinds are. But we share some things such as loyalty to pur kin and honour.

**Verviedi**

*Wandering around*
Oh, why is this tank yellow?
*Knocks*

**jhe90**

*quick thinking officer from mock duel*
Tau.officer, I sugest you let them... Let them work off there "heat" if you understand me sir.

The red one and the scarred one in black...

**Sgt. Vanden**

OOC I'll be completely honest, I don't see how I'm going to get up if I go to sleep, so I'm going to stay awake for another 12ish hours, then hit the hay once I get back from work. Wish me luck, but I won't be leaving for some time.

**2BlackJack1**

*reaches for another steak*

I had thought tanks were used for war. Is this their use when at peace?

**Buttery Commissar**

[Yarrick puts on stern face] Very well. You'll do as you're told. [Stands up, grabs Amelia and throws her in the pillows] [Straightens hat] [Hits dial on wall] [Says a brief prayer to the God Emperor] [Marches back over, and tests the anti gravity compensation to its limits]

[Butter Tank beeps at Verviedi and puffs glitter over him before rolling back a few feet]

[Benny looks over] Ordinarily that'd be bear mace, but the tank likes you. [Slow dancing with Bridget]

Ooc: I'm at a gig waiting for the band to come on, so may vanish.

**jhe90**

*officer*
You could put it that way sir...

**jhe90**

*officer*
You could put it that way sir...

Sometimes war machines have become homes. And the inevitable uses of such...

*Amelia gets a text off marla she gets to later*
Oh... You Markus... He has friends... Who do bachelorette parties... *winky face*
It Il be fun...

*Marla and Maria dancing away with knight and milo, high fab happy seeing his daily gathered ferasians keep party well stocked with alcohol*

**2BlackJack1**

I don't think that would work with a knarloc. But I suppose tanks also do not have teeth.

*Chews on steak while he thinks about toothy tanks*

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Marla gets text back*

Thatstyi gghood topiiiiii knwoo! Ssoruy! I';lm, texcytung wjhile rooitinb!1

OOC And that, kids, is how you feth-text.

**Verviedi**

OOC: -_-

**Buttery Commissar**

[Yarrick growls] Using a phone during a disciplinary?
[Despite all reinforcements to the contrary, the tank rocks sideways once]

[Benny glances at tank] ... [Hugs Bridget] We're sleeping in the barracks tonight.
[Officer cuts in to offer a dance] [Smiles apologetically to Bridget and takes his hand]

Ooc: I think that probably still counts as cussing, Vanden. Maybe swap to efthing

**Sgt. Vanden**

OOC I swear, if you ever saw me irl, you'd stab me in the throat with a devilfish.

I actually got a similar text one time...The following conversation was...Odd...To say the least...

Edited.
COME GET ME NOW MODS! AHAHAHA! I AM INVINCIBLE! AND TIRED! MOSTLY TIRED!

**jhe90**

Ooc lol.. Only you...

Bic
*Marla sends back a winky text face*
*shares a laugh with Maria and enjoys time with milo*

*Marla and Maria explain tjr officers are family after seeing jelous looks*

**Sgt. Vanden**

OOC You ain't seen nothing yet. Get me 100% pissed off my block, and tired, and you'll start hearing things that will haunt you until you die.

**Buttery Commissar**

Ooc: And the band is on.

**Verviedi**

OOC: No. Dark Eldar Tantalus right up the gakhole.

**jhe90**

Ooc from other threads any stores... BC will take the cake... Every time...