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**War Kitten**

*hurls a melta bomb at the ship detonating it*
I will not subject more people to that horror.

**Buttery Commissar**

I don't know why you're complaining, this is my kind of afternoon. [Grins]

Perron! This isn't a game!

Alright, calm down. [Teleports out of chair to several feet away] [Looks through door]

It's... now snowing in the field.

**Co'tor Shas**

*a shield shimmers and waves as the meta-bomb hits it*
Oi! NO blowing up my stuff either! I'll fix myself when I'm done.

**War Kitten**

*shakes his head*
You are a fool my friend, I cannot allow you to hurt yourself, even if I have to save you from yourself
*begins walking towards the ship*

**Co'tor Shas**

*Tap data pad*
*the ship whirs to life and floats upward*

Hurt? It's not hurting anybody. A simple pathaletic shock should remove it, but I'm still recording. Besides, it's kind of fun!

**Buttery Commissar**

Hey now, Co'tor only did this to try and help find me to begin with. [Holds up hands and steps to intervene]

**Co'tor Shas**

*several of the mechanical butterflies leave the swarm and land on BC*

**Trondheim**

Now this is much better, someone even brougth a nice and friendly A.I along! Surely noting can go wrong while in deep space with a A.I rigth?

**ZergSmasher**

*Communicates with Protoss base*

"Launch fighters and prevent Co'tor Shas's ship from leaving the planet. Shoot it down if you have to!"

*Protoss Carriers move in and launch interceptors*

*Turns to Co'tor*

"Don't try it, I really would regret having to destroy your ship."

**War Kitten**

*shakes his head*
Why do I bother anymore?
*walks out the room*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Looks down at butterflies] [Smiles distractedly] See, there's nothing bad happened.

**War Kitten**

*falls out of Co'tor's ship*
*stands up and brushes off dust*
*walks up to BC*
Reporting for duty sir!

OOC:
Got tired of the marine, switching again for a while.

**Buttery Commissar**

... [Returns salute, covered in butterflies]

**Co'tor Shas**

ZergSmasher wrote:
*Communicates with Protoss base*

"Launch fighters and prevent Co'tor Shas's ship from leaving the planet. Shoot it down if you have to!"

*Protoss Carriers move in and launch interceptors*

*Turns to Co'tor*

"Don't try it, I really would regret having to destroy your ship."

Try what? I was merely getting it out of the way of melta bombs.

**War Kitten**

So what's going on here? Last I saw I was in a troop transport headed for Cadia when we hit some warp turbulence. Next thing I know I'm here. Wait. I feel like I've been here before. Why do I think I've been here before?
*holds his head in his hands*

**2BlackJack1**

*sneaks out of Co'tors ship and heads into the attic*

**Co'tor Shas**

*is currantly busy analysing brain fluxuation on the effected*
If anbody would like to be *snort* de-commissioned the just place your hand on here
*gestures to devise*
It should provide the shock necessary to fix it.

**War Kitten**

*still clutching his head and muttering to himself about why he can't remember this room*
*whirls around and fires a wild shot at the attic, clipping 2bj1*

**2BlackJack1**

*hisses at having scorch marks on his legs*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Gently lowers WK's lasgun] It's alright. You just sit down and have a rest. This room can be pretty confusing.

**War Kitten**

OOC: I should probably try to stick to a character shouldn't I? BC has only ever had 2 (and tbh, the second one is a clone of the 1st with a different personality). I had like 7 at last count. I'll narrow it down to 2, maybe 3 (the Farseer was fun to play as)

BIC:
*sits down and holds his head a bit more*
Wait..... I remember something. I went to lay down in the barracks over there *points to them* and when I woke up I was in some Inquisition facility. THOSE FETHERS MIND-WIPED ME!
*looks downcast*
What else have I lost?
*sighs, Kimmy walks up to me and pats me on the leg*
Thanks little one *hands her a lollipop*

**Verviedi**

Hello, Guardsman! I am, well, it's complicated. You could call me V, short for my true name, or what I remember of it. A-015 Verviedi. My humanity is restored.

*Moves to shake WK's hand, holstering handgun*

**War Kitten**

*slings Lasgun and shakes Verviedi's hand*
I'm not even going to ask about that, my head hurts enough as is. So what is there to do here? This is the longest I've gone without shooting someone, being shot at, or building a fortification. I don't know what to do with myself.

**Buttery Commissar**

You can build fortifications if you really want to. Though we also have a pool table, a bar, and several places that are good for sleeping.

[Tilts head] There's a chance Kimmy here could help with the memories some time, but I'd be more worried about why did it at all.

[Sits in armchair and naps] [Butterflies flutter off and sit on tank turret]

**War Kitten**

*concentrating*
This room is a topic of major discussion for the Inquisition. Most of the people here are wanted by one group or another. Dunno why, or maybe I did and they took that from me. I know that that one *points to Verviedi* is wanted by every Imperial Organization except for the Sororitas. As for why they took my memory...... I don't know really.
*sits down on a recliner and concentrates some more*

**2BlackJack1**

*leaps out of an attic window and starts tearing the butterflies to shreds*

**War Kitten**

Xeno!
*starts shooting 2bj1 with lasgun*
FALL TO ME WRETCH!

**2BlackJack1**

*charges at WK, knocking him over before retreating back towards the attic*

**Verviedi**

Well, nearly anything. The room seems change itself to fit our needs!

*Offers WK a piece of meat-pie*

**War Kitten**

*gets up*
KILL THAT XENO!
*sends several lasrounds after 2bj1*