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*I glance at Roland*
Corporal Vale of Raynor's Raiders

Roland: One of Jims troopers? Well met I am Roland of Gilead, and this is Jake of New York. *Jake nods* We welcome your aid.

[Blanket is very slowly creeping up and suffocating Samuel]

[Out cold and snoring quietly]

OOC: Wrote a one-part story. The best description I can give it is "critically-wounded acid trip". Just posted it to Dakka Fiction, feel free to critique it.

BIC: Something's not right, here.

OOC the Lord of Blades

enough close combat weapons lol?

OOC: Needs more choppy.

*I nod at Roland*
I am

*stands up and walks back into his room*

*A bloody Wade is trying to avoid the knight's blade while hacking at its torso while Gungirl is lining up a shot at its head*

*Shaper is skinning a goblin-like creature while humming to himself*

*Sarah walks past near santingo I neat fittyed navy uniform*

Hey slick, quite the charmer.
I was in the booth nearby. *smiles and walks off to make her self a coffee. *

*Marla sat ignoring things reading by her tank*

*shakes head*
I've been called a lot of things. Charmer isn't one of them.
*walks into his room and starts cleaning his armor*

*Wade narrowly ducks a would-be decapitation swing and jams a katana into the knight's armpit*
*knight gives a grunt of surprise before a volley of minigun fire catches it in the helmet*

*Amelia gets up to go to the toilet*

*Trips over Samuel on the way there*

*Gets tangled up in the blanket*

*Gives up trying to escape and lays there*

*Knight smiles*

Boro: We have guns here, yes? Well, if she threatens us, we shoot her. We've given her enough chances.

*sarah* (Marias pa and staff)
*stood by kitchen drinking a coffee*

Dear. I've hered better lines off a kerig trooper... You couldn't chat up a woman if you where the only man on a planet.

*drinks coffee stood in kitchen *

*Maria smiles*
Look in the armoury.....
I have a few guns.... bring few over you like and il show ya how to fire em.


*Also has the custom knight styled power armour with dragon face plated helmet and powered broadsword, alongside a ton of guns from stub pistols to heavy bolters and flamers*

*Dogomorph nudges Santiago slightly closer and points at chapter 4 paragraph 16 pg 457. "Find common ground that ISN'T war"*

*Knight smiles*

Boro: Maybe later. We're safe in here for the time being. Your helpers told me she was last seen going back into the forest.

*Shuffles closer to Maria and picks her up*

*Kisses her on the forehead*

Boro: You want me to make you dinner, or do you want to lie down?

*Maria*
I've done enough lieing down to last me a while!

I managed to stand enough to start a pasta sauce. Recipe is on my data slate by the chopping board.
*Smiles*
I'm bit better, I had to stop before I fell over again... *sighs*
my Sofa please if you will sir knight *smiles*

*shakes head*
We'll have a problem then. That's about all I know.
*smiles lightly*
I used to raise morale in troopers, and made sure my team stopped bantering at each other when I need to, why is this so much harder?

*Wade repeatedly slashes at the knight while it stumbles back from the sudden volley until it topples over and stops moving*

*Billy is happily dozing in the tree*

*The party breaks up and most go back to their rooms as Quetz polishes off most of the remaining food and Morrigan stays behind to load the dishwashers for him*

Boro: As you mish Mi'Lady.

*Takes Maria to the couch and places her on it gently*

*Goes into the kitchen and starts making pasta*

*Dogomorph looks happy and pushes Santiago closer again*

*sarah*
I'm no trooper... *smiles* different rules.
And good luck ... I have a girlfriend. *walks off off duty to the ferasian hall for food with another female officer*

Byeee...santingo.

*Maria* Thankyou *smiles*

Oh.. and there's a some mint leaves in the fridge, add a few to the sauce, it perks it up abit.
*On sofa readin a book on terra history before the Impirium*

*Dogomorph stares at Sarah leaving*

*Shakes it's head and leads Santiago back to his room*

*Pulls in a pair of bean-bags and lounges on one of them*

*Knight calls out from the kitchen*

Boro: Already on it Mi'Lady!

*Scatach and Aoife both retire to a room while Prometheus decides to challenge Horus to a duel and is beaten and 39 moves*

*Wakes up and accidentally rolls out of the nest*

*Hits the ground with a thud*

Ow...

*Billy hears the thus opens his eyes and sees Jordan gone. Looking down his eyes widen and he pales as he begins hastily climbing down the tree to Jordan*
Billy: Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay....

*Gives a thumbs up*

Ife 'ot 'irt in my mouff...

*Stands up and spits out the dirt*

*Rubs face and stretches*

Sleep well?

*maria* smells good! Thankyou!

*sat reading her book section on a period only listed as ye olde times*

Found a history book. Acorsing to my book knights rode upon war unicorns, castles of stone stood as mighty citadels and this code of chiveary....

*Billy lands heavily on the ground next to Jordan an hugs her*
Billy: How did you not get hurt from that?! That must've been a sixty foot fall! *Seeing Jordan is really okay he calms down a bit* Uh, yeah. Slept fine I guess...

I don't take fall damage.

*Sees his look*

What? I know you do. I just...Seem to walk it off...

*Knight laughs from the kitchen*

Boro: Last two are completely correct, though the first one is a bit...Off...

*Comes out with two plates of pasta with pasta sauce*

Boro: Bon appetit, Mi'Lady.

*sits down in the other bean bag chair*
I don't know alien. But thanks for trying to help.

*Wade is collecting his rewards from the fighting*
DP: We did pretty good. Have fun, Miss Texas, with whatever the feth you do besides killing people until it's bedtime.
*Deadpool makes his way back to his motorcycle*

*Billy still looks worried but then shakes his head and smiles weakly*
Billy: Okay.... Uh... So what do you want to do today?

I dunno. Whatever you want to do.

*Dogomorph covers it's head and tries thinking*

*Uncovers it's head and hiss-sighs*