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 jhe90 wrote:
A gift. Give it to me when your back omn your feet. Il get you there.

[sits up slowly and painfully]
[hands Jhe a small gift wrapped box]
Here, before I end up almost dying again...

[sees the Chaos Tau]
Someone shoot that fether already. He's giving me a headache

,awww, a gift. *pulls out box,* ooh this looks interesting!
Ooc, anything particular?

Chaos *,,,looks harshly. * if it comes close, its toast.

OOC: Up to you, he was working on it for a while though, so make it something spectacular.

,*opens box*

Oh, woah..... Wait
,*examines a hand made gold bracelet with platinum details and marked with a anaversey date and poem*

It's beuterful. Just......
*hugs wk gentley*

Oh yeah, *pulls out a small box*, this ones for you, hope you like it. My friend in the Martian priesthood made it himself.

Thats so cute I could cry...But hell, who the feth is that creep? (Points at tau)

*Tries sitting up but falls backwards back onto table*

Oh feth that hurts...

 jhe90 wrote:
,*opens box*

Oh, woah..... Wait
,*examines a hand made gold bracelet with platinum details and marked with a anaversey date and poem*

It's beuterful. Just......
*hugs wk gentley*

Oh yeah, *pulls out a small box*, this ones for you, hope you like it. My friend in the Martian priesthood made it himself.

[pulls out a small rosarius]
[one tear rolls down his cheek]
[hugs jhe]
Thank you. Maybe I can go a few days without being hurt now.

*apcepts hug*
Small but powerfull, its one of the kind normally made for generals. I kinda thought you might need one!

*bracelet glistions off wrist, and a diamond necklace from neck joint*

You do know how to do jewalry!

Seeing the less then friendly welcome, the tau gently kicks a diminutive nurgling out from behind him.
*Whispering* Auxiliary! They don't like us! Quick! Be cute! Win them over!"
The small beast waddles forth, spins around, and promptly pukes it's guts out onto the floor (literally and figuratively.
The tau grins, embarressed, at the crowd and shrugs.
"dammit Auxiliary! Fail me like this again and I'll feed you to a kroot!"
*the small demon seems very proud of itself*

[slowly raises laspistol and fires at thepowerfulwill]
Die heretic.

*loads bolter with blessed rounds just incase*

I got back up loaded

*Pull out Spartan Laser*

Vacate quickly.

"No!! Wait!! I have panfl-" the tau is cut off by a bolt of red light schorl hong past him. He releases a woman scream as he sucks down, small booklets flying everywhere. You notice a few titles as the rain down on the room "Helping You Grow (tentacles) as a Person- A Guide to Tzeencth" "50 Shades of Slaanesh" and one with the image of a fairly radical demon in a hat and sunglasses labeled "Skulls for The Skull Throne Yo!!!"

[continues snapping off shots at thepowerfulwill]
None shall defy Him

*falls asleep next to wks hospital bed *
I'm not sleeepy, trauma surgery is not tir..... Zzzzzz

[gently shifts Jhe behind the hospital bed with free arm so she's safe from will]
[continues firing at will]

*Starts firing at will and his pet Nurgling*

"For Raynor!"

*Bullets halt in midair as soon as they go near Will*
At least hear him out, jeez.
*Pulls Will out of the way of the shots*

[several sanctioned Psykers lift Verviedi mentally and restrain him and his powers]
[continues firing at will]
Suffer not the Heretic to live.

*Lowers Spartan Laser*

Maybe we should give him a chance to speak...

*Gives WK a stern look*

[glares coldly back at Vanden, showing his resolve]
[stands up slowly from the hospital bed, wincing the whole way]
I will not back down Spartan. I will not suffer a Heretic to live.

But how can you be so sure he's a heretic?

*Knows nothing about chaos or their gods*

Can't you just give him a chance? I gave you a chance when i first got here...

[shakes his head]
You do not know the gods that he serves. I know them, and I know that they are evil, evil gods. They are referred to as the "Dark Gods" for a reason. They are evil, as are their servants. And as an Imperial servant I cannot let them sully the Emperor's galaxy with their presence

*Shrugs and looks at will*

Oh well, I tried...

*Goes back to looking at the creases on BC's face*

The tau wheezes as his nurgling runs around in circles, it's flabby frame jiggling with every step. Slowly, the tau walks forwards, laser charred papers in hand.
"I- I have- pamphlets..."
He hands a copy of "Chaos and You - Stand Undivided." To anyone in the room that will take one. Stumbling out of the way of las blasts, taking a few to his shoulder guard.
"Here, sleepy guy can have one too..." He tries to tuck one under the cot of the injured man.

*Takes several pamflets and stuffs them next to BC*

I'll read them with him when he wakes up...

*Dozes off next to BC*

*Sees the Nurgling running around*

"Ooh, a moving target. Eat lead, greenie!"

*Starts shooting at the Nurgling while whooping loudly*

[Wakes up] [Watches the tau running about frantically] Oh for...

[Looks at WK] Stop shooting at him, he's clearly insane, not dangerous. Or is your faith in yourself so weak that you fear a single mentally infirm xeno can win you over? [Taps foot]

[Sees Vanden has woken up] How are you doing? You had me worried (again). [Blinks] Oh! [Pulls out a strangely stern looking teddy bear in an Ecclesiarchy robe, holding a tiny book] ...The imperial hospital gift shop is severely lacking in variety, but I thought it might help.

[jaw clenches and looks disbelievingly at BC}
You are asking me to let a heretic live sir? As a Commissar you are letting a servant of the Dark Gods live?
[pistol is being held loosely at my side]

The little beast lets out a high pitched squeal and tries to run from the attacker, waving his little arms in the air.

This however is not very effective and the creature takes a round directly in its chest, sending bouncing backwards and into a small warp portal that instantly closes behind it.

The tau doesn't seem to notice or care.

"EEEGH! D: SWEGAC-"

((OOC: Was I dodging those blasts a little too easy before? Haven't done this in a while...))

[Points] He isn't a heretic because he isn't human. There is no difference between him believing in his greater goonery and anything else.
Besides which, Tau have no warp presence. He can no more harness the dark arts than you can power a lightbulb with your arse.