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Could I attempt to calm her down?
*Checks plasma pistol's temperature level*
Cold run. Should work.
*Opens the door to the barracks and enters*

*loads a bolter and prepares to provide cover fire for V,s escape*

Just don,t step into a bolts path, they hurt, alot!

See if she'll give you back my vox headset!
[Looks embarrassed]

Don,t we have enough guard gear to outfit a small army in the mumatorium warehouses to the west, I saw crates and crates of old guard gear from cold weather uniforms to several large racks of plasma weapons.

It's not like anyone is guarding the stuff or that we ever get visited to collect it.

Got to be a vox headset there. *hands BC a map to it*

[Looks at map] Is this drawn out on animal hide?
...Of course it is.

[Shuffles feet] My headset has collectable stickers on it, and a custom-

You know what, forget it. I possibly do t want it back after a Dark Eldar has used it anyway.

Drawn on tanned elk skin, finest paper I had *feels slightly hurt*

I even made the pen I used to write it myself....

*space wolf feels proud of ability to craft*

It's a very good map! It's just that when you're not the size of a space marine, it's also a very big map.
[Holds it up full height and stands behind it, entirely hidden] You forget how much smaller us guard are. In most respects anyway. [Laughs] I think there's a few could give you a run on eating and shouting.

*pulls Verviedi out of the barracks*
I wouldn't recommend it, unless you have EXCEPTIONALLY good reflexes my friend.

*goes round other side of map*

It's very accurate though, number of steps, descriptions. Water, food and marked known hostile rooms.

Also if you fold out panels I maspped all the floors you may pass, with secondary routes and nu!ber of rungs to climb. .

Hasnds bc a back pack to put map in, don,t worry, i made it myself, to guard size...

*Nods mutely, with end of headset sticking out of mouth*
Pritteh su abou miy buwwet dahing...
*Points at lump in throat*

*helps out and gently removes the headset*

That better?
*looks at it, hmm needs a clean first*

There you go BC, keep the map if you need suplies, make a nice wall hanging I suppose....

*turns to BC*
We found your headset, you may want to clean it first though. I'd recommend leaving my girlfriend alone for a while unless you have REALLY good reflexes, she's probably already booby trapped the crap out of this place.

Hm. I actually have a ludicrous Dex score, but unfortunately my instinctive reaction to being abused by angry, chaotic females is to stay in one place and take it.
[Shoots a glare around] Not like that.

...Okay, a little like that. Some of the time.

I've lost my train of thought. [Leans on wall] Perhaps it's time for an expedition anyway. [Gestures to map]

And WK, I'd be careful myself. When I was last in there, it looked like she was redecorating several rooms.

*puts finishing touches to backpack*

There you go, one guard scaled back pack to put the map in, hand made, will last years of normal use.

*walks into the barracks and is casually dodging the traps*
Baby, listen we can work this out! I'm sure the Kroot didn't mean to eat your sister's body parts while you were present. He can't help himself...
*sounds of crashing and things breaking ensue*

[Wanders over to Butter tank to say farewells before departing]
[Daemonette points at black eye] I-it's nothing. I just upset someone. N-no I'm not seeing anyone else. I don't do that! Plus, I wouldn't have time- [Whimpers and covers Area of Strategic Importance] It was the bad lady did it.

[Daemonette storms into barracks]

... ... [Starts pulling Verviedi by the shoulder] We should really be anywhere else right now.

*sounds of crashing and breaking seem to grow even louder*
*sprints out of the barracks and slams the door behind him*
*face is all scratched up and my armor is dented in a few places*
I would NOT go in there right now, cat fight of the century is happening in there.

Come over to the Hall, We have Mosse steak as today's special, alongside Kraken and home made chips.

Plus its a fair distance from the barracks, Yes, *notices looks* yes we can serve you child 1kg potions.

AT least its warm, comfey and you can watch the fight from a safe distence from the second floor bar.

... I should have said I opened a cupboard and a jar hit me. [S]he's very ... Defensive... Of property.

[Crashing escalates, then suddenly stops after about ten minutes]
Oh hell, did one of them kill the other?

[Concentrates] [Checks the Daemonette's live stream]
[Starts having a nosebleed and trying not to vomit] No, they're both very... [Hurk] ...much alive.

But I think whatever they're doing, it's bending time and space.

*slaps BC on the back*
Breathe commissar, we don't have time for an emergency room visit. *turns off the live feed*
Just relax, take a deep breath, and relax
*hands him a barf bag*

That's not what a briefing room is for... [Puts head in hands]

*A wall violently explodes*
Hey! Look! A convenient route to somewhere else! Let's get out of here before they tear a hole in reality!

What's the point? If they tear reality this whole world is fethed. You can run, but you can't outrun that if it happens. I'm just going to sit here, have a drink and relax.
*sits down and begins eating a steak*

*ales, conditiments, sides and bowls of home made chips start floating to people*

Might as well die happy

[Ground occasionally vibrates gently] [Looks nervous] I think they're more likely to feth a new God into existence if they're not careful.

[Looks back at building] I'm not about to intervene, maybe they'll tire one another out. Stranger things have happened.

Well, don't we already have Slaanesh? So what could they possibly create? It's just two beings, after all!

*checks imail*

Hey, good or bad idea to sell my harpoons to arcehon 346 and night lord 4729?

They offered good money for harpoons, and launchers.....

 Verviedi wrote:
Well, don't we already have Slaanesh? So what could they possibly create? It's just two beings, after all!

Two beings trying to out-perform and out-invent one another in an anger based contest.
One being effectively immortal and fueled by sensation, the other being a flying rodent gak insane succubus with a grudge.

[Eats burger] The question is more when, not what.

Well. When you put it that way, how do we break them up?

Direct a small hive fleet to interior. Let them vent on a bunch of tyranids .....

Long as they don,t nom us first.....?