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*gets text off marla for yarrick*

"gone to the spa... one last treat for amy x "
got her a ID as a SGT

PS. if you need any help. call. please. Oh.. please ignore extra supply loading... *several large mechanicum flagged containers trucked on* all legal.. .. back up kit, spares and repains for 2000 men on a 3 month campaign....
i delayed your ship.... "repairs...."

[Texts back] ++ Have fun. She can't be a sergeant unless she knows the Imperial Creed. She'll be spotted in seconds if she doesn't know the correct words. It's not a respect thing, it's s cover thing. ++

[Sits with Benny] You can't go to war, Benny. You get too excited. Remember last time?

*Leo overhears while finishing push ups*

Leo: Hey I'm not the only one...

*Starts doing sit ups*

*tells amelia* yarrick vetoed the sgt plan...

*replies*

fine.... but she's more skilled than a bloody storm trooper...
following some half brained sgt.. gak and you know it.

and if things go south... im a ranking ad mech chomandor,,, and it owes tithes... do what i have to protect amelia...
no buts yarrick.
Marla x

[Replies] ++ She just has to know the words. Again it's not the rank. ++

[Benny shakes head] I can just tell my AI to not get involved. I'll be good! [Looks pleading]
[Yarrick looks torn] Well it is one more pair of eyes...

*marla replies * then give her it on audio book...

she can learn it on the travel time. you know it aint that complex... takes a few days.

and il have Mars IV on standby. i know how ot crack a fortress faster than those knuckle dragger guard generals.

gah next you will say they plan a pre barrage and not a rolling barrage assult tactic because the gunners are numb skulls...

il be watching x .

*sitting on the Baneblade's turret*
Road trip!

Leo: Too much noise...

*Leo stands up and goes off to room*

[Texts back] ++ It's meant to be a penance campaign, they're under equipping and under funding us. If Mars intervene I'll end up doing it again under worse conditions. Amelia will teleport out if it goes south. She has a safety wristband. ++

*marla replies*

*stream of swear words about wasted resources requiring a specialized siege army and that the generals are meat grinding gak holes who cannot even plan a assault without needing 200-1 advantage taking up a seveal page rant*

i could crack that plant.. faster, cheaper and with less waste than this ever could and you know it.
your gonna destroy all damned stuff mars wants.... bleeding waste of tithes...

can we interveen when the inevitable dumb generals are bogged to hell, not moving and totally unable to even take the outer walls?

marla x

ooc sorry marla was ment to be highligting how dumb some of the imperial tactics are

++ Marla, I'm leading the assault. You know my reputation in turn, I do not waste any men or lives. We also have no artillery bar what I bring. It'll be bloodless or it'll be suicide. ++

*Moaning from the frontal massage*

You girls HAVE to try this...

*steps out of a sideroom of the spa*

Ah, ladies. I didn't expect to see you here. Have a nice jog?

*Marla *
Sorry... That planet had value more than you know...

It has... All.i can say is its valuable. Mars needs that planet.
We need it soon as we can. Ore. Valuable ores....

If you fail. I've got to retake it....
And I've got a full combined army corps...

Xx

*marla getting a back masage*
Dead pool... What you doing in a luxury.. Spa.... Thought you would be in a ruined... Barfighing... Hell hole....
Great jog.. Just the pdf interetupted sunbatheing...

I'm a princess... Why not be here?

++ I fail and I'll be dead or incarcerated, so Mars can stick the whole planet up it's exhaust for all I care. You're an imperial too, Marla. Don't forget that. ++

A man's gotta eat. And I wanted to see what the whole entrepreneur business was like. So I had a few, er... words, with the owner. And the bar is under some reconstruction. Apparently they didn't like bullet holes as a decoration.

*Leo walks out of her room and looks around*

Leo: Hmmm. Where is everyone? Eh who cares nobody to bother me.

*Boba Fett walks into the room*

Boba: Hmmm. So this is the room.

Leo: Had to jinx it. Well Boba ain't that bad. He's not annoying like Deadpool...

*Marla replies *
Martian... . By treaty a separate allied empire....
Yes I'm imperial but my official title is of Martian empire...

If they kill you... Il hammer the gak out of em for you...
They might be boring and surrender when we land the heavy artillery.....

Xx
Wel be back in a few hours.
X

*oohs from back massage*

*marla*

I broke a few arms there...
Maria took...
*maria* he tried to grab... I taught him a lesson...

*The AI in Benny's head recieves a very small packet, a simple override code*
*The logs of the packet being recieved are instantly deleted*

*I open my eyes and slowly rise to my feet, seeing Leo.*

To leo: He is gone... I am sorry for all the trouble I brought you.

*Delicately pulls rose out*

I took the rose from you after I woke up... it was damaged during the ritual.

*Maria oohing from a masage*

Oh why did we never go here before.

*marla*
Don,t....awwwwwwwwww know..... But I'm happy we did.

Well, I wasn't the only one shooting. Or bleeding.

*grins*

But I was the only one winning.

*hears a bump from the sideroom*

Hehe, I'll be right back.

*dashes through the doorway and closes it behind him*
*shouting can be heard before an audible crack*

*Leo hugs Roland*

Leo: Its fine. You didn't put him inside my head, but you did pull him out.

*Tightens hug*

Leo: Thank you.

*Boba looks around*

Boba: Where is Deadpool? He said he had some questions for me.

*marla*

Too relaxed.....

*maria* wha... Not getting up...
Amy you ok? You seem quiet.

*steps back out of the room and shrugs*

It was nothing. Just a small disagreement between me and the old owner. Just don't go in there, kay? Call it... employees only. Now, I'm late to a meeting so I'll catch up with you kids later.

*walks out of the spa towards a motorcycle*

[Benny sneezes and looks around] ..?
[Goes back to moving supplies for Kimmy and Bridget to the barracks] [Smiles] I'll be back as soon as it's over. But a battle is no place for a child, even one who can do incredible things. [Kisses Kimmy on the cheek and produces a chocolate bar] You're to do what Marla and Larry and Maria ask, not just Bridget. And don't listen to that guy in red spandex. He's sillier than me.

*Kimmy jumps on my back and sits on my shoulders*
*does nothing*

[Looks up] You touched my tank. [Unreadable expression]

*I return the hug with Leo, feeling a sensation I haven't felt for years*

*Slowly breaks the embrace*

Your too kind to me Leo... thankee-sai

*Marla and Maria get bennys text*

*marla*
Of course. Il make sure she,s safe.
Marla x

*maria*
She,s a great little lady. Il gladly help. And teach her a few things a lady needs to know.
Maira x x

*Marla gets up*

We best get back...sorry Amy
*maria* sorry sis, time to get back to the room...

*both go to change and board the thunderhawk*