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[Stands up] I think an easier answer could be if Kimmy were to go to bed. It is late.
[Doesnt get any nearer]... I may be an abomination, but I'm still a parent. [Shrugs]

[Kimmy nervously climbs off sofa and bolts into the butter tank] ...Brush your teeth, please. I'm sure the Daemonette will do books with you.

[Looks tired] Guess I'm on the sofa tonight.

*turns to BC*

There are psychic dampeners, correct? Perhaps there are for the opposite? Don't the assassins Culexus use them?

*is tinkering with a Vindicaire's rifle*

Can you get your technomancer friend to let me down? I kinda want to have a fair fight, instead of being up here whilst you prod me like the coward you are.

*walks up to Vanden*
Nah.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*turns to BC*

There are psychic dampeners, correct? Perhaps there are for the opposite? Don't the assassins Culexus use them?

I really honestly don't know.
I'm not generating a null field and stopping psykers. I guess I'm just totally bereft of warp presence. Like the tau, but wrong because I should have it.
To Kimmy I probably look like a walking void inhabiting a human.

...It feels sort of like when you stare too long into a clear night sky and it becomes infinitely deep and distant. Also cold. I have body temperature, but I can't feel it.

...Who did you sell your soul to? I'm sure we can get it back somehow. I've been to hell before, I got in the VIP line.
*Releases Vanden after disassembling his weapons and fusing the barrels and blades shut*

*points blade at Vanden*

Why are you here, anyway? To kill us? To steal information? We have done nothing but retaliated against you. Now out with it before I see if there is any brain inside of you after all.

 Verviedi wrote:
...Who did you sell your soul to? I'm sure we can get it back somehow. I've been to hell before, I got in the VIP line.
*Releases Vanden after disassembling his weapons and fusing the barrels and blades shut*

I can go see if I can beat the Devil in a game of Checkers. He loves that game, and if I win I can get BC's soul back.. Even if I lose I'll be fine, he knows that torturing me will do nothing, after Commoragh I could no longer feel pain. Period.

[Curls up on sofa with a blanket] Tzeentch...
I think we may need to just accept it's gone. Trying to better Tzeentch could end up damning everyone here.

Either way, it's one for the morning. It's not going to get any worse for the sake of a night's sleep. [Nods] [Dozes off quietly]

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Curls up on sofa with a blanket] Tzeentch...
I think we may need to just accept it's gone. Trying to better Tzeentch could end up damning everyone here.

Either way, it's one for the morning. It's not going to get any worse for the sake of a night's sleep. [Nods] [Dozes off quietly]

I mean, I beat Creed in Chess once, I can beat Tzeentch

 War Kitten wrote:

I mean, I beat Creed in Chess once, I can beat Tzeentch

Dat's only cuz dat metal git dey call Trazyn looted all o' his pieces before he could beat ya. He left ya enuff pieces ta finish da game, too.

Trazyn? I beat him in connect 4 last week. He's not as good as he'd like to think

Tzeentch...
All I need is some Necron star-altering tech, another altar, a planet to sacrifice, and the favor of Archangel.
...So basically it's a one in a trillion shot. The stars need to be right, a portal needs to be opened, and the Machine-God needs a sufficient offering to be able to fight Tzeentch for the soul. To even open the portal to the Hells, I need the favor of a Greater Daemon of the Machine-God. Thankfully, we have one of those. Unfortunately, she hates me.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*points blade at Vanden*

Why are you here, anyway? To kill us? To steal information? We have done nothing but retaliated against you. Now out with it before I see if there is any brain inside of you after all.

I dont know why im here. But you once again threaten me, so fist-fight it is Jackal.

*Lunges at 2BJ1*

*Rapid punches to face and torso*

*rapidly dodges each swing, and lashes out with his blade in return*

You fight a veteran of fifty years of war. I've killed more species of alien's than you have kills in general. I am a Kroot Shaper of Pech and you will not stand against me.

OOC: And who said Kroot weren't eloquent speakers?

*after seeing that Kimmy is safe in the tank I turn towards Vanden*
*eyes begin glowing red with anger once more*
*begins stalking towards the fight*

*Blocks knife thrust and counters with a palm to 2BJ1's face*

And yet you fight like a juvenile.

*bites onto his palm and continues stabbing at him*

[Muffled from biting onto Vanden's hand]
I don't need a blade to kill, gue'la.

*Grabs beak with remaining hand and yanks upwards, freeing hand*

And it seems you have the brain of a pigeon, anybody that can think out of battle would know not to show all your assets at once.

*Spins inside guard and drives elbow into wound caused by previous knife wound*

*steps right next to the two brawling combatants*
Are you two going to stop or am I going to need to kick the gak out of both of you?
*eyes are now glowing red with power*

Oh how the fury and desperation of the mere mortals makes my day so much better. I Even summoned a new greenskin for You all

*Pushes 2BJ1 back*


Hrmph, you look like a human, and yet you defend this enemy of man. Who are you?

*draws another blade and stabs it into Vanden's elbow*
*steps back from Vanden and produces a small pouch*

Guardsman, your corruption is too much. Stand down, this is not you. And who said that was all of my tricks?

*opens the pouch and blows the contents into Vanden's face*

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*draws another blade and stabs it into Vanden's elbow*
*steps back from Vanden and produces a small pouch*

Guardsman, your corruption is too much. Stand down, this is not you. And who said that was all of my tricks?

*opens the pouch and blows the contents into Vanden's face*

I feel fine. Really. I just want to go to bed and I can't sleep if you two are fighting.

*Steps back and coughs*

Fine then, i was done talking anyway.

*Spear tackles 2BJ1, Side rolls to avoid counter*

*Continues Punching and blocking with arms*

OOC What was in the pouch might i ask? If its poison gak then im not impressed dude...

*stabs repeatedly into Vanden's arms and chest, while lunging forwards and bites onto his nose*

OOC: Not poison, I won't try to actually kill a character, we all have plot armor after all. Probably a strong narcotic for paralysis or for sleeping.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*stabs repeatedly into Vanden's arms and chest, while lunging forwards and bites onto his nose*

OOC: Not poison, I won't try to actually kill a character, we all have plot armor after all. Probably a strong narcotic for paralysis or for sleeping.

*throws hands up in the air*
Feth it. I'm going to bed.
*drops a small object between the two fighters and then walks off to the Guard Barracks*

*Pulls head back before bite connects, then headbutts 2BJ1's forehead*

*Blocks most of the thrusts before slamming fist into 2BJ1's Jugular*

OOC love the words probably

*raises a hand to push Vanden's hand away, making it collide with the ground*

Feth. Off. Gue'la. This is pointless. You aimed a gin at me and demanded answers. Of course I won't be nice.