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**jhe90**

*maria* never asked me... And I'm kinda human so it does effect me.

But... *times right and plays with bodysuit zip slding it making them fall over own feet in a pile*
Boys... Best move on before you fall over again....

*laughing*
Ok sorry... Too funny...
Idiots...

**Buttery Commissar**

[Nods and obediently eats the chocolate]
I held out... But then the man came and-
[Puts hands to head] They knew what to say. ..

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Laughs at the men falling over themselves*

So you have a way with men, I take it?

*Amelia sighs and calls back out to guards*

Amee: Can we have some anti-septic and some new bandages thank you?

*Goes back and sits next to Yarrick*

Amee: What did they say? What did you tell him?

**jhe90**

*maria*

Well um not Marla but hardly lacking... And I do keep fit. Sorry.. Not trying to boast ..... I do seem to attract them...

I'm happily partnered... Just playing....there too easy...

*finishes wine*
I'm tired..night Jordan. Il talk to Leonie another time.
*walks off to repressor two, bar crowd clearing a path for her, curls up in bed leaving sword and pistol on bed side table*

*Amelia gets given a med kit from desk*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Looks upset] I didn't tell them anything. They kept asking. But I wouldn't... But I lost my temper so it ...gave them reason to sedate me.
They asked again... about what happened, in case my story changed... and made me recite a lot of imperial creed.
I think I passed the test or I'd have been thrown in actual prison.

[Shivering and sweating] I'm sorry for being so pathetic. Like some junkie...

**Overlord Thraka**

*Upon eating the chocolate Yarrick feels his addictive compulsions stop*

OOC: Effect is only temporary. Basically he got a shot of Fixer from fallout. Stops withdrawal symptoms for a few hours

BiC:
*OT walks out from the Morrigan's room*

OT: She's awake, *Horus, Joan and Scatty all stand up* But she needs more rest. Leave her be for now. Quetz, she's needs something to eat.
Cal said something small. Pudding would be bet but she shot that down right away.

**Sgt. Vanden**

Have fun Maria.

*Continues silently drinking water*

*Throws over some Mosswine Jerky to Quetz*

Get her to eat that. It will make her feel better, and it tastes amazing.

*Amelia takes the med-kit and opens it*

Amee: You're Commissar fething Yarrick, you're not a junkie. You don't have to be sorry, you survived an Inquisitorial interrogation, and you didn't tell them anything. They'll pay for what they did to you, but for now, you have to let me look at that beautiful head of yours...

*Shuffles closer to Yarrick and starts taking off the bandages on his head*

*Knight is still in the armoury repairing armour*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Stops shaking] You must have a calming presence] [Kisses Amelia's hand and holds it]
[Long, open cut running from eyebrow into hairline, and a bruise that looks uncannily like a boot heel, complete with Aquila and stars on the sole]

[Looks at Amelia] ..That bad?

**jhe90**

*Several passing guys in bar, one claiming to be marias ex, one a duke and another son of a general try it on with jordan*

*all lieing and total blaggers*
Now your scary friend is gone....

*Amelia finds med kit is properly equipped and suplied*

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Swivels around on chair*

Oh, I always thought I was the scarier one...So, what were you boys saying?

*Amelia nods*

Amee: That bad...

*Cleans cut to the best of her abilities and covers it with a bandage*

*Pulls out a still freezing ice-pack from the med-kit and places it on the bruise*

Amee: They're monsters...

OOC You may ask why the feth I am not changing my avatar, well, that is because I can't fething find the pic I had for Amelia, or Death, or the Knight(Plus I kinda like this picture...).

**zombiekila707**

*Gets another mug of beer*

*Shifts uncomfortably in seat*

*Smokes silently*

**Overlord Thraka**

*Quetz catches the jerky*

Quetz: Hmm... *sniffs it* Well it certainly smells like it'd be good... Thanks little one. *Grins and floats over to the kitchen to cook the jerky and some eggs for Morri*

**jhe90**

Ooc and I misplaced my battle sister

Bic
*blaggers try to BS before falling apart*
*blaggers go paler, stutter and back off*
*muttering to eachother*
When they get.... So dangerous .... And the one in black who was.... Powersword.. .. .feth... That... Dream on mate... She,s too high class for you. ...

Ooc goodnight

**Sgt. Vanden**

OOC Oh well, that's what we get for saving pictures in different folders for completely different things...

Bic *Still swiveling on chair*

**Overlord Thraka**

OOC: I did wonder why you've kept the wolf forever Jhe.
BiC:
*Quetz squeezes part of himself into Morri's room and hands Cal the jerky both Morrigan and Cal look like they've been crying but Cal seems much happier than he's been in the past few days. Morrigan is incredibly pale with dark circles under her eyes but otherwise seems normal*
Quetz: Jordan gave me the jerky. Said it'd help. Don't remember what kinda creature it was though.
Cal: Thanks Quetz. I'll make sure she eats.
*Quetz hands over another plate of food*
Quetz: And this is for you. You need to eat too.
*Cal smiles tiredly*
Cal: Okay, thanks Big One
Quetz: No problem Little One.

*Quetz extricates himself from the hospital room and heads back out into the main room where he curls up to sleep*

*Machiavelli is sitting a few seats down from Jordan talking with Shakespeare*

OOC: Night Jhe

**Buttery Commissar**

[Leans on Amelia's shoulder] I did probably deserve the boot.
He kept asking me about Benny, and I kept calling him a petulant jobsworth.

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Smiles and swivels back*

*Goes back to drinking water*

*Amelia keeps ice-pack on Yarricks head and smiles*

Amee: He would've deserved it. They want to hurt everybody back at the room, you did what you had to do to defend them. They're our family. Only thing you deserve is a commendation.

OOC Night Jhe.

I'll be back in 20, need to have a shower. I'm going to my Gee Dubs for more Necro~~phillia~~ns.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Yawns] Can't be much longer, surely. They must be getting close to a verdict?

[Stretches arm out and winces] Usually the polygraph needle goes on the paper.

**War Kitten**

OOC: So I need some advice from you guys. I recently found myself in possession of a 2nd copy of BaC (the first having gone to my UM army). I'm debating between a Blood Raven (or alternative chapter) or an Eldar army. Thoughts? I also have some old Eldar stuff

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Amelia takes a look at Yarricks arm, and takes off the bandages*

*Sighs and cleans the wound*

*Wraps it in clean bandages and pushes Yarrick down*

Amee: You have to rest. I'll get us something to eat, If you move, no fun time for a week. *Gives a stern face and gets up* I mean it.

*Walks up to the bars*

Amee: Can I go get him something to eat? He's starving.

**Buttery Commissar**

Ooc: A self contained little BR or other army would be p. Sweet. I find a small army alongside my ever growing main is always kinda cool to do.

Bic: Only a week? I should be so lucky. [Glances down] If I still have them after sentencing I'll be luckier.

[Guard appears] At this time of night we can offer stew and bread cobs. [Fetches two trays and hands them over]

**Sgt. Vanden**

OOC BaC is Betrayal at Calth, right? Well, how are you going to make an Eldar army out of that?

Bic *Amelia blinks*

Amee: I wouldn't feed this to the Morphie back home...But fine.

*Takes plates and places them besides Yarrick*

Amee: Tuck in...I guess...

**Buttery Commissar**

[Yarrick looks delighted] Oh man, this stuff is made from rehydrating ration packs. It's super dense.
... If you get a crunchy part, spit it out, it's part of the heating element. [Grins and goes to town]

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Amelia wearily has a spoonfull and gags*

Amee: Holy gak! How the feth do you eat this? It made me gag, and that doesn't happen often...

*Places tray on the ground and pushes it towards Yarrick*

Amee: I'd assume you'd want seconds...

*Looks down at dress*

Amee: Marla's going to kill me when we get back...

**Buttery Commissar**

[Shakes head] Never eat two. Your colon won't thank you.

And that assumes we are both returning. [Smiles rather sadly] I suspect I will have to follow after.

**War Kitten**

Sgt. Vanden wrote:
OOC BaC is Betrayal at Calth, right? Well, how are you going to make an Eldar army out of that?

Bic *Amelia blinks*

Amee: I wouldn't feed this to the Morphie back home...But fine.

*Takes plates and places them besides Yarrick*

Amee: Tuck in...I guess...

OOC: I also said I had some Eldar stuff already. It's either a Bloody Magpie army, or Sphess Elves in spandex

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Amelia pulls Yarrick close*

Amee: We'll get back...We have to...We still have to have a wedding, remember.

*Kisses his cheek and rests head on his shoulder*

OOC Ahhh, okay. Well, whatever floats your boat I guess. It all depends on your army preference, I'm afraid we can't give much advice. I personally would go Marines, but that's because I don't like non-metal Xenos.

**zombiekila707**

*Finishes second beer*

*Gets another beer*

*Lights another cigarette*

OOC: Play orks

**Overlord Thraka**

OOC: I agree with Zk. Play Orks

.
But no, seriously, considering what you've got, I'd say go SM. If you do them right they're almost unbeatable.
One of my friends went on a 2 month win streak that only just got broken last week. He played White Scars.

BIC:
*Billy sits down next to Jordan and orders a rum and coke.*
Billy: Howdy.

**Sgt. Vanden**

*Looks over at ZK*

You should probably lay off the ciggies. They'll kill you eventually.

*Leans on bar and nicks a cigarette off another bar patron, who's too drunk to notice*

*Takes the mans lighter and lights the cigarette*

*Leaves the lighter next to the man and takes a long drag*

They're worse here than they are in Tanzia.

*Smiles at Billy*

Howdy to you too. Whatever that means...