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[Pulls on collar with a finger]... Heretics, you say... Not getting any ideas, I hope.
I mean I'm not a heretic, but the imperium seems to be hell-bent on classifying me as one.
And there's a giant Wussy of Secrets recuperating in my tank.

*small dropship lands, and several scions step out, lasrifles at the ready*

[Leading trooper]
Attention Imperials. Inquisitor Bardrey has arrived for inspection. All heretics and unsanction xenos are to line up for proper disposal.

*soldiers part for him as he steps down the entry ramp*

By the Emperor, do any of you know heating is?

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*small dropship lands, and several scions step out, lasrifles at the ready*

[Leading trooper]
Attention Imperials. Inquisitor Bardrey has arrived for inspection. All heretics and unsanction xenos are to line up for proper disposal.

*soldiers part for him as he steps down the entry ramp*

By the Emperor, do any of you know heating is?

No sir. We're on planet Deathsnow lll. Heating does very little here, so we don't bother for the most part.
*seemingly unaffected by the cold*

*Returns without the picture*

DAMNABLE CREATURE...IT GOT AWAY...

*Stops as he sees inquisitor*

WHATS ONE OF YOU PANSYASSED GAKFISTERS DOING ON THIS EMPRAH FORSAKEN DEATHWORLD?!?!?!

*lip curls at seeing Vanden*

I see that a certain space marine chapter has already made landing here.

*turns to WK*

I see. Now, where is your local arbites headquarters? Iis have a few words with those in charge there.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*lip curls at seeing Vanden*

I see that a certain space marine chapter has already made landing here.

*turns to WK*

I see. Now, where is your local arbites headquarters? Iis have a few words with those in charge there.

Well. As far as we can tell all the Arbites died in the death snow out there some time ago.
*gestures to the snow*
All that's left is this Room, and the PDF barracks.

*sighs*

Fine then. I'll have to do things myself. I suppose I can't always watch everything happen from behind a pict display, can I? Sometimes it's a necessity, such as the orbital bombardment of Aragorn Prime and its twin moons.

*draws an inferno pistol*

Now, it's time for a spot of heretic hunting. I don't think you'd oppose that, marine?

I wouldn't go out into the snow sir. That gak is Strength 10 AP1. Not even a Baneblade could survive it.

*eyes narrow*

Are you commanding am Inquisitor? Or threatening one? Very well, guardsmen.

*turns to one soldier*

You there, prove this PDF trooper wrong.

*soldier hesitantly salutes and slowly walks into the snow before dropping dead*

... I see. Then we shall make this room our base of operations.

*spots the butter tank*

A PDF with its own Leman Russ Battle Tank. Very good. I shall have use for its armor if I will continue this hunt.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*eyes narrow*

Are you commanding am Inquisitor? Or threatening one? Very well, guardsmen.

*turns to one soldier*

You there, prove this PDF trooper wrong.

*soldier hesitantly salutes and slowly walks into the snow before dropping dead*

... I see. Then we shall make this room our base of operations.

*spots the butter tank*

A PDF with its own Leman Russ Battle Tank. Very good. I shall have use for its armor if I will continue this hunt.

I wasn't commanding or threatening you sir. I was stating the relevant facts that might apply to your hunt. This world is almost as lethal as Catachan

*several soldiers enter the Butter Tank*

I see that now, guardsman. I expect a full report of this planet from your men by sunrise.

*Several screams are quickly cut off from inside the butter tank*

What in the Emperor was that*

*walks towards the butter tank*

*nods and jogs off towards the PDF barracks*
Alright lads you heard the man. Let's get a report together.
*Guardsmen begin assembling a report*

Oh, hello, that's an interesting la-
*Notices the Inquisition symbols*
*Face goes completely white*

*stops walking to the butter tank to look at Verviedi*

Is there something you wish to say, civilian?

You mean the Mechanicus didn't send you to kill me?

*jogs over to 2BJ1*
I got that report ready sir!
*sees the confrontation between him and Verviedi*
You know what? I'll be back in 5 minutes, I think I forgot a page.
*jogs back towards the barracks*

Why would the mech-

*eyes narrow*

I don't believe I caught your name. What was it?

Daww, I just missed anotha big ol' fight! It was cuz o' dat big supa blood bowl match dat just 'appened tanight. Not enuff blood ta keep dis Ork entatained!

OoC: Everybody at the end of the game tho. They literally just called it quits with 0:20 left. Peyton was pleased.

*keeps his eyes on Verviedi as he fires his inferno pistol at KK*

Orks. There's always more of them...

OOC: The Panthers had such an easy season this year, and I admit that as a Packers fan. My team could've done better, sure, but I still wasn't surprised at the outcome.

*pokes his head out of the barracks door*
Yep. They're about to shoot each other. Get down lads, it's about to get loud in here.

Verviedi. Ver-vee-dee. I-
*Covers mouth*

*calls over an aide and whispers to him before he jogs off to the ship*

Well, Verviedi, the mechanicus hasn't sent me to find you, but if you have a problem with them, then duty commands that I take you into custody.

*Several scions step towards Verviedi, and one of them pulls out a set of handcuffs*

*drives up in a Salamander, parking coincidentally between the Scions and Verviedi*
Got that report ready for you sir!

*sighs*

Alright soldier. Hand them over and head back to base for further orders.

Alright then sir.
*shrugs and turns the Salamander around and drives off*

Wait, soldier! You didn't hand over the report!

*groans and sends two scions towards the barracks*
*looks back towards Verviedi*

Now where did he go?

*hands the report to the Scions and then continues driving*

Oh gak! It's the Inquisition!

*Throws Tau porn magazines into a fire*

*Teleports in*

"Good thing I teleported out of that battle just in time. That strange Terran man tried to send me to Terran hell. I'm not even Terran!"

[Wanders past and hands TCL a mug of coffee] You have strange taste in reading materials. [Picks up loose pages and passes them back]

Oh. [Sees inquisition] [Coughs gently and the Butter Tank goes into locked down siege mode] ... ... Some day I'll remember to do that from the inside.

[Strolls over to intervene] Look now sirs, there's no need to arrest Verviedi. He's not actually a Mechanicum refugee, he just got hit on the head a few times too many.
We keep him here where it's safe and such delusions aren't hurting anyone. [Gently prises Verviedi away from the scions] Call it care in the community. I apologise for the inconvenience.
[Nudges V back toward his office]