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Ooc goodnight

*Bows to Maria*

Have fun.

*Looks at WK*

For the sake of the lady, I will not fight you.

*Sits down by bar and stretches back*

*Looks at Co'tor*

Nothing to fear, the fights over. Not that it was much of a fight to begin with...

OOC Night Jhe.

Then do not insult the honor of my Chapter and we will have no issues.
*rests Chainsword on shoulder*

I did no such thing. I merely pointed out that you are smaller than the other 'superwarriors' I have seen around here.

*Sips the mead and looks at the aquilla*

Seems important...

*Sees Amelia slow down and goes for another garb*

SIT STILL SO I CAN INFLICT MY VENGEANCE!

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
I did no such thing. I merely pointed out that you are smaller than the other 'superwarriors' I have seen around here.

*Sips the mead and looks at the aquilla*

Seems important...

*sighs heavily and mutters something under his breath about Vanden having an inferiority complex*
*jogs off at Marine speed and catches up to Z15*
What are we chasing after?

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
*Looks at Co'tor*

Nothing to fear, the fights over. Not that it was much of a fight to begin with...

You're all insane.

*Comes back from meditating*

Hmmmm...

*Stands and observes the room*

I agree with the mortal in the gas mask... * to Cotor shas* You are riddled with radiation and look malnourished. Do you require a nutrient bar?

*Gets grabbed by the wings*

*Gasps and falls forwards*

*Rolls over onto back and breathes rapidly*

*Already started sweating*

*Legs twitch slightly*

*Moans and holds wings*

That was...Sensual...

*Knight laughs at Co'tor*

Probably. You drink anything?

Sanity is an interesting concept, my dear Stalker. Some define it as doing the same action repeatedly expecting a different result, which I suppose the Imperium does. Others would use it to describe our friend Verviedi, for example. I prefer other terms, but call us what you will.

*Puts Amelia into a head lock*

HAHA FELL MY RAGE!

*Takes off glove with mouth*

HERE IT COMES!

*Uses bear hand to nuggie the feth out of Amelia*

HAHAHAHAHA!

*Wings push off Z15 before going into head-lock*

Ahh...It seems my wings are very sensitive, if you catch my drift...Oh feth!...

*Lies on ground and occasionally twitches*

THE POWER OF JUSTICE!

*Puts glove back on and walks to the bar*

[Looks at Amelia] That's going to make flying a little difficult, surely.

[Steps over and then very carefully runs hand down one wing in a pattern]

*Lies on the floor in a bundle*

*Eventually stands*

*Knees buckle*

Its like...A night of 'fun', all put into one second...It just feels so...New and good...

*Lies down on floor again and covers self with wings*

I need to get changed...

*Gets stroked by Yarrick*

*Covers mouth and barely contains noise*

Oh god...

I've never felt so redundant and intrigued at the same time. [Withdraws hand]

*Touches wing with own hand*

*Grabs Yarricks hand and forces it to wing*

*Twitches again*

Oh...You're not redundant...It only works with foreign objects...

*Pulls Yarrick down*

*Covers both with wings and rests head on his shoulder*

*Sits in bar*

A hot chocolate this time.

*Bartender serves a hot chocolate and pulls my helmet out from behind the bar*

BT: Some fools were thinking of taking it, I hid it for their safety.....

Leo: Thanks.

*Tosses a wad of cash to the bartender*

Leo: For the damages...

*Points at the hole in the wall*

I didn't mean in that sense. [Looks a little flustered] I mean you won't want those nights any more if you can have fun this way.
[Leans in and rests] Though right now, you being here is more than I could ask for.

*Smiles and bites the bottom of Yarricks ear lightly*

That'd be true if I was selfish...The wings are just a bonus for me...

*Returns back to resting on his shoulder*

Your tank still the most private place here?

[Stifles a surprised noise] I-it is. Though it's a bit of a dump, I haven't been looking after myself lately. [Ashamed]

*Skulls drink*

3,2,1.

*My mobile phone rings and I answer*

Yeah boss, yep, ahuh, yeah no problem.

*Thinks for a second*

Oh wait, yeah Amelia is alive.

*A loud WHAT can be heard from the phone*

HEY WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU TOLD ME TO TAKE CARE OF HER!

FETH OFF!

*Sighs and hangs up*

God that guys is insufferable sometimes.

And is that because of my death? Or just because you got lazy again? Or is it because my death made you lazy?

*Shakes head*

Does it have a clear bed? We'll sort out the rest later.

It's because I got a bit nihilistic and didn't move for five days...
It's not dirty, I just didn't tidy, and there's a lot of - [Sees expression] Yes there's a clear bed. [Gets up carefully and leads Amelia by the hand into the Baneblade]

Ooc: And then BC fell asleep.

OOC Night BC. I'll take the reins from here

Bic *Enters Baneblade and quietly closes door*

*Grins from ear to ear*

This'll definitely be a different experience...

*Attempts taking top off*

*Fails*

*Spends the next 10 minutes trying to take off the top without ripping it*

...This was a lot easier with Morrigan helping me...

*Gets frustrated and leaves top on*

Guess there is a first time for everything...

*Strips out of all other pieces of clothing except top*

*'Catching up' commences*

I'm not insane, honestly. A person who's insane couldn't-
Er, I mean...
...I'm sure there's something.
*Looks sadly at ground*
Perhaps I am insane. But I try to be consistent, intelligent, and rational. I don't want to hurt people. I only want to make the lives of the inhabitants of the Room better, and help defend them with my talents.
I'm not exactly the most fortunate person.
*Checks dataslate*
An invitation...? Oh, yes. I completely forgot. Thankfully I had the flowers preordered.
*Steps out the door into the snow, and vanishes with the blue of Eldar teleportation*

*sighs*

I didn't meant to upset him. So far, I do not recall him aiming a single firearm at me, and he has worked well with my kin.

*tosses 2BJ a finely crafted gladius*
Master Calgar said you won that bet you placed with him a decade ago, and that his debt to you is now paid.

 War Kitten wrote:
*tosses 2BJ a finely crafted gladius*
Master Calgar said you won that bet you placed with him a decade ago, and that his debt to you is now paid.

Ultramarines working with xenos??

*Face palms*

I have seen it all... well your chapter customs are very alien to the salamanders.

*shrugs*
He saved Lord Calgars life, so he is a friend to the Ultramarines