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**War Kitten**

*grabs the barrel of Verviedi's Plasma Rifle and bends it upwards with Spehss Muhreen Strength*
And now you don't have that rifle anymore. Your Tau technology is so breakable.

**Co'tor Shas**

*walks over and looks at broken plasma rifle with interest*
*detaches the broken plasma rifle, starts to dissemble it*

**Buttery Commissar**

[CBC whispers in ear] ... No, I don think they're flirting. This is what soldiers do.
... No I don't think we should get involved. [Chews end of pen] [Taps desk] Papers. C'mon, I'll help.

**2BlackJack1**

*emerges from jungle carrying a Tyranid brood lord's head*

I have come back with a new trophy.

*sees WK and Verviedi fighting*

Now who will be next?

**Verviedi**

*Dawn Blades all of WK's arm armor off*

WS5. I need no guns to best you.

**War Kitten**

*Dawnblade bounces off my armor*
*points above Verviedi's head where holographic dice show all 1's to wound*
Seems you're not as good as you think.
Now, allow me.
*stabs Verviedi in the face with chainsword*

**Co'tor Shas**

*finishes dis-assembling plasma rifle, and is putting the parts into something new*

**Verviedi**

*Saves the wound and retaliates with a three sweeps to the head, chest, and legs*

I blame the dice. The One Who Writes My Words and my player agree that I am Bad Enough Dudes!

OOC: Farsight is the Ultimate Badass, but I love how you're protraying my sheer incompetence as a dice roller. It's entirely accurate

**War Kitten**

*lazily dodges all 3 swings*
*points above Verviedi where the dice now show a bunch of 2's*
How did you become commander again? You're rather terrible at this killing business. I'm just an apothecary and you can't even hit me
*hits Verviedi again with a chainsword*
*looks at BC*
A little help here?

**2BlackJack1**

*steps in front of BC*

No, the ooman must take care of this himself. No honor in group fights.

**War Kitten**

*shrugs and keeps attacking Verviedi with his chainsword, and finally manages to wound him*

**Verviedi**

*Slices the chainsword in half with Dawn Blade, and kicks WK in the face, launching him into a wall*

I am not incompetent, merely unlucky in this game.

**War Kitten**

*extracts self from wall, having passed his armor save*
Nah, I'd call it incompetent
*pulls a Power Sword from a nearby weapons locker*
*Charges Verviedi*
*slices off the suit arm that holds the Dawn Blade*

**Co'tor Shas**

*almost finished building, whatever it is she is building out of the dmaged plasma rifle*

OOC: TBH, in game or fluff, farsight would massacre most marines. AP2 weapon and S5 at I, and WS5.

**Selym**

*to WK*

SPHESS!

Spoiler:

**War Kitten**

*picks up Selym and shakes him while holding him upside down*
*watches everything fall out of his pockets*
Thievin' Git....

**Verviedi**

*Picks up arm holding the Dawn Blade with other arm and sits down in the corner*

You chopped off my arm? That's not very nice, friend.

*A drone floats by and begins making repairs*

**Selym**

War Kitten wrote:
*picks up Selym and shakes him while holding him upside down*
*watches everything fall out of his pockets*
Thievin' Git....

Steady yourself, brothar! I am commander Boreale!

Spoiler:

**War Kitten**

Selym wrote:
War Kitten wrote:
*picks up Selym and shakes him while holding him upside down*
*watches everything fall out of his pockets*
Thievin' Git....
Steady yourself, brothar! I am commander Boreale!

Spoiler:

1x Boltgun Magazine

And I'm Apothecary Veck. Your point?

**Buttery Commissar**

Commander Boreale, tell your marines to return the broom and contents of the kitchen. Those snacks were for everyone.

**Verviedi**

*Looks at watch*

Where are my Crisis Suits? They were supposed to be here right after me!

**War Kitten**

*points to the roof where there are several crisis suit shaped dents*
Found em'. Looks like they had a mishap too.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Uses a water spray on a Blood Raven to stop him taking the desk] Tsst! Tsst! Get away!

Seriously, they're thieving anything that's not chained dow-

[Notices CBC and his chair are gone] Oh come on! It was a turn of phrase!

**Selym**

Buttery Commissar wrote:
Commander Boreale, tell your marines to return the broom and contents of the kitchen. Those snacks were for everyone.

Owah Bawld Brothas may be fewlish, but they have captured the objective!

Spoiler:

**Verviedi**

*Drags the Crisis Suits out of the floor*

These nobles are my bodyguard. My entire deathstar mishapped and rolled a one. I was wondering when they would arrive.

**War Kitten**

*looks at the unmoving suits*
They're dead you nitwit. Not even one of your suits can survive a collision with the roof at mach speed.

*turns around and smacks Selym*
Give the commissar back, or Emperor help me I will kick your thievin' butt into the next millenium

**Selym**

War Kitten wrote:
*looks at the unmoving suits*
They're dead you nitwit. Not even one of your suits can survive a collision with the roof at mach speed.

*turns around and smacks Selym*
Give the commissar back, or Emperor help me I will kick your thievin' butt into the next millenium

I do not haff tha Commissah, Brotha.

Spoiler:

OOC: Boreale only has the things in the spoiler. I cannot account for the other Bluhd Rehverns, however.

**Verviedi**

I hit at the same speed! I'm sure they're alive!

*Opens up a Suit's chest compartment and pokes the Tau inside*

Hmm... Let me try the stimm injectors.

*Fiddles around a bit with the controls, and the pilot spasms a little*

See? They are merely sleeping!

**War Kitten**

*promptly shoots the tau in the head with a bolt pistol*
Not anymore......

**Verviedi**

*Stares at War Kitten with incredible sadness*

...That was a war crime, you know. Murderer.