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*stun grenade on the ground begins beeping as its' timer counts down*
*continues walking away*
You might want to dodge....

*Pounces on 2BJ1 and begins choking him*

And i asked a question, which you didnt answer, so if i was a five year old, id say you started it.


*Rolls backwards to avoid stun grenade, whilst scooping up helmet to cover face again.*

*Dims visor*

*Pulls spare knife from suit*

You... aimed a gun... at me. And I started it? You're... worse than... Sororitas for logical thought. And how am... I supposed... to know. How you got here? There was no... need for violence... ape.

*reaches up and hooks one hand around Vanden's ear and the other underneath his jaw and starts clawing into him*

*Claw scrapes of helmet*

*Headbutts 2BJ1*

*Rolls into 2BJ1, forcing him to the ground*

*Rapid punches again*

*dodges away from Vanden*

What does fighting me even do? No answers come that way. It's futile rage, and I get enough of that from the gue'la guardsman in denial.

*krootox walks over and chews on the stun grenade*

Aw feth.

*grenade stuns the Krootox*
*walks back over from the Guard barracks*
Well. That didn't do what I expected it to do.
*shrugs*
Oh well.

*Stops and thinks*

Now that you mention it...I think im fighting you because its a lot more exhilarating than fighting Jiralhanae.

*Continues figthing 2BJ1*

*while ducking, dodging, and parrying blows*

Jiralhanae? And where are they? I haven't heard of them. Few creatures slip beyond my knowledge, and I admit they are among them. What are they like?

*is now roasting marshmallows on a small campfire next to 2BJ1 and Vanden*
Might as well enjoy myself while you two do your thing.
*starts rotating the marshmallow*

*Krootox walks over to WK and starts sniffing the marshmallow*
*smiles*

I think he wants one. Or all of them. They don't know much about self control.

*Whilst continuing punches and blocks*

Large hairy ape-like creatures that with the strength of several men. They travel in packs usually and have an alpha leading them. I'd show you one, but as you can tell, im not on my earth anymore.

Sounds like they would be a great hunt. Plenty of opportunity for the blue footed Kroot to get experience with dangers. They sound like the orks of this area. You're bound to see one soon enough, if you stick around.

OOC: I like how it went from us trying to pound the snot out of each other to an idle conversation with heavy sparring.

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*Krootox walks over to WK and starts sniffing the marshmallow*
*smiles*

I think he wants one. Or all of them. They don't know much about self control.

*smacks the Krootox on the nose with a rolled up newspaper*
Stop it! These are mine.

Hrm orks...sounds like some fairytales from my planet...

*Continues fighting with 2BJ1*

OOC i kinda think this would have a possibility of forming a friendship with fighting.

*clicks tongue disappointedly*

I wouldn't take that route for 'training'. They can get emotional when it comes down to it. Scold him, perhaps, no hitting. That is a two hundred pound war animal, after all. He might think you want to actually hurt him.

OOC: Quite possibly. Warrior type of characters tend to respect people they fought and struggled with or stalemated.

Yes, even a greater daemon dose not hit animals. Its one of the lesser known rules of conduct for greater daemons. One shall refrain from harming animals and small children

*apund of furious mining from the sub basment and orcs dumping tons of rock by a stone carving workshop set up just outside room*

Don,t mind us umans, we just be working on buiding da grate eye a new tower.
Deys it must be tall, black, n spikey!

[Lights flicker and an all-too familiar KoS steps out of the Butter Tank]
What. Did. You. Do. [Perron stamps over and picks up BC to face height with two arms]

[Winces] Traded my soul for unclear conditions in a bid to save the room?

[Perron facepalms with his remaining arm] You can't just do that you monumental jackass; I'm still tied to your soul. You have no idea how complex this is. [Puts BC down again and sits on sofa in frustration]

*pops back*

Ok. So I consulted with q old crone and expert on this chaos stuff, simpley put, theres not a single precident for this, however any deals you made are also not cast in stone. But its a right mess.....

Basicaly, its a mess of conflicting rules.

...So, shall we get started on this project? I'm sure we can establish our own precedent!
*Begins building yet another altar, using a slightly different configuration then last time*

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Lights flicker and an all-too familiar KoS steps out of the Butter Tank]
What. Did. You. Do. [Perron stamps over and picks up BC to face height with two arms]

[Winces] Traded my soul for unclear conditions in a bid to save the room?

[Perron facepalms with his remaining arm] You can't just do that you monumental jackass; I'm still tied to your soul. You have no idea how complex this is. [Puts BC down again and sits on sofa in frustration]

OOoooooo I always fancied a servant from the dark court of excess! That its nice to be two baleful daemonic beings around here. How would you rather your skills at grooming feathers? And quality testing badig water?

[KoS growls] There's no deal. I don't belong to this idiot. [Slaps BC around the back of the head] I possess him.

I belong to an inquisitor from the Ordo Malleus. They bound me to this cretin. [Smacks BC again]

Is the slapping strictly necessary?

You don't get to talk any more.

Ok *reads a arcane nook*

Ok... Loophole. We can get him out deal if we can prove is bound to another being and thus already owned. Is a non sentient being and unalble to consent or finaly was dead before deal was agreed?

Any apply?
Otherwise Il have to call the crone back and she,s not cheap....

Wait. BC is long dead.
What BC actually "is" right now is his conciousness inhabiting a direct clone-copy of his body. Does that count?

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[KoS growls] There's no deal. I don't belong to this idiot. [Slaps BC around the back of the head] I possess him.

I belong to an inquisitor from the Ordo Malleus. They bound me to this cretin. [Smacks BC again]

Is the slapping strictly necessary?

You don't get to talk any more.

possed posses, different words for the same thing really. The flesh thing signed a contract, handing his soul over to me alongside his flesh.
*Produces said contract penned on the flayed skin of a long dead mortal

H-hey, I never agreed to anything regarding mybody.

*intrestong contract..... Someone forgot to sign the box on admin....

Its not valid. It was never processes by the chaos admin and documents centre

You gave me your soul mewling wrench! Chaos admin bah! You nilwits are null and void after the time You dreggs sent the blood god a shipment of red corn

Yes, but body and soul are not the same thing. I'm not trying to argue the soul part.

Its a complete package! As indicated by the smal case text on paige 789