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*Reads the data slate, pales a little bit*
*walks out the door shocked*

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
I can't help that you fething Inquisition goons put a daemon in my head!

[Bionic hand covers mouth] Nnrrmmff!

++ Your sense of self preservation is astounding. ++

Not my department. *cough*

...Honestly, by this point I'm getting very, very sick of people calling me Abomination.

*Twirls plasma pistol between fingers*

Never forget that I've most likely done more for the Imperium than any three of you Inquisitor fools put together.

*reaches for comm bead at throat and orders quiet words to Kroot*

Not a threat? I'm not sure whether to be disappointed or angered.

*watches Kroot sneak their way into the workshop*

Did I just see a Kroot go into the workshop?

 zombiekila707 wrote:
Buttery Commissar Knows what he has done...

Actually, I don't...

[Picks up slate from War Kitten] ... This is a humorous cat .gif

*walks into the room*
What the feth? This isn't the Guard Barracks.
*notices the stand off in the room*
What did I just walk in on?
*looks confused*

OOC: Switching it up for a while. Need to decide where I'm going with the marine. ATM he's a weird mix of tac marine/sergeant/apothecary, and until I decide where I want to go with him I'm going to roll with a new character, and switch around between the 3 I have been

Oh the old man is a alpha psyker just in case gak gets really heavy... and this skull face wearing chick is a culexus assassin. Kind cloaks people from reading the power level of our psyker.

I am the only inquistor here. *Listens to vox bead for a moment* Mister Kroot chief if you don't mind telling your Kroot to stop sneaking around... my vindicares tell me they are planning a foolish attack that will be a short lived charge.

Verviedi you are a abomination at one time yes you where doing the holy work of the Omnissiah. But that changed when you turned into a AI and killed many good people. Your a disgrace to mars and the emperor...

*Culexus cannon becomes brighter then a star*

See a alpha pskyer can feed a animus speculum a lot of power.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:

 zombiekila707 wrote:
Buttery Commissar Knows what he has done...

Actually, I don't...

[Picks up slate from War Kitten] ... This is a humorous cat .gif

OOC: lol

Oh sorry he must have jumped to my gallery... *Awkward silence* I like cats...

*Goes to correct page and gives to buttery commissar*

Um, would someone explain to me what I just walked in on? I'm still confused. Am I suppose to be shooting someone
*looks at lasgun*

*walks up to WK and ZK and smiles in greeting (assumably)*

You didn't walk in on anything private.

Welcome! I am your friendly local artificial intelligence!

*Bows to WK while looking spitefully at ZK through an eye on the side of my head*

Oh, believe me. I still do great things. Ever wonder where the nice, productive systems of *Whispers in ZK's ear* went? That was a self-replicating nanite swarm. I contacted an agent of the Universe and the Necron Empire to contain the threat. Your Imperium only stands because of me... and that "crazy dragon."

*looks mildly uncomfortable at the standoff still occurring in the room*
I'll just get out of the way here
*walks over to a nearby couch and sits down to try and figure out where he is*

Hm. [Reads]

[Snaps] He said they were unisex boots. [Flounces and sits on sofa]

Besides, I already served my prison sentence! Admittedly a raiding party of Dark Eldar broke me out, killed everyone and took me with them, but I did most of the time.

Guardsmen step back from the abomination.

Foolish as it sounds what made these nanites? Cause I assure you we would easily deal with that issue if we knew about it? Truly you are a strange creature? And another thing the imperium on the "edge" is kind of a on going thing... Hell if it wasn't for Rick Sanchez we would all be dead because of Cthulhu.

Like I said you may have done good before but that was when you had some shred of your humanity.

*Gives robot lady hand shake*

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
Hm. [Reads]

[Snaps] He said they were unisex boots. [Flounces and sits on sofa]

Besides, I already served my prison sentence! Admittedly a raiding party of Dark Eldar broke me out, killed everyone and took me with them, but I did most of the time.

Was that before you had a affair with a daemon? Or was it when you were possessed by some horrible daemon?

*raises hands up and backs away*
*looks very uncomfortable*
I'll just be over here
*walks over and leans against a wall*

*Has hand shaken*
*looks at own hand in confusion*
*attempts to shake own hand*
*looks even more confused*

Oh ho! Mister kroot chief, is it? Not used to you Imperials being polite do, what's the term I'm looking for, xenos scum? And as for my Kroot, they go where they please. And as for preparing an attack, well, that isn't entirely true. More along the lines of making sure you don't over step your boundaries further, Inquisitor, or should I call you Your Highness? Bah, you're all the same. Stinking gue'la, more like Be'gel to me. At least they're entertaining.

*Kroot walk out of workshop all armed in Battle suits*

Oh, and I may have made more of those suits. Now I just need to find out how to outfit those on knarlocs...

*sees all the kroot in battlesuits and looks down at his lasgun*
They couldn't have given us the variable power level ones could they?
*sighs again*

...Between the two events. In fact that's when they fitted me with the daemon.

And I maintain that relationship was an attempt at rehabilitation of a potentially helpful sentient. She learned morals!
That's more than... [counts on fingers] at least four of the current occupants can lay claim to.

++ Tell him what her morals did to your gentleman's area. I'm sorry, I mean 15% warp material. ++

Y-you shut up!

*leans back in armchair*

I wouldn't think about it, guardsmen.

*looks confused at 2bj1*
Think about what? The instant I do anything I'll either be shot by the Inquisition or by some Kroot. Either way I'm dead.
*sighs*
Sometimes it sucks being in the Guard

[Gives War Kitten a pack of smokes and a mug of tea]

[Looks at chrono] I really ought to be going now. [Picks up satchel and wanders towards door] Fake or not, I want to find out about that dental appointment.

Trade you a conversion field generator for the lasgun.

*Crosses legs in a chair*

At least you have common sense. I'd give you a pat on the back for that, but I'm worried the Inquisitor would kill you for working with a xeno, or you'd take offense to me touching you.

*looks nervously at ZK*
I think that goes against some military law to give up my lasgun...

May come as a surprise Kroot but I have employed your kind many times for missions... much more reliable then orks.. I believe the shapers name was paro... or caro overall a good chap who helped me take down a chaos cult... Though I detest the way you creature eat after every battle...

*Shrugs* See inquisitors work independently and some of the things I do are unorthodox but so far my lords have commended me on my use of xenos...

Guardsmen take a seat and get a drink no ones shooting each other..yet... so relax..

*sits down on a couch, still looking nervous*
Alright then. *begins looking around the room*