The Stormtrooper looked confused, was the Archon deliberately giving him access to weaponry? He remained silent until everybody else had left. He narrowed his eyes at the one who had captured him directly. "What's the catch here? You're giving me access to weaponry and want me to help against another Kabal? Why should I even help? And don't say because you'll kill/torture me if I don't, that ceased to be a threat years ago."
Leacpant was clearly irritated due to the slave's stubbornness, for all the Mon'keigh seemed to do was be a pain in a rather sensitive area. But she would honour him with a response, as despite the fact it pained her to need a lower species to help, she could not do the plan without his help. So she spoke in a tone of forced calmness "I need you to help with this plan. I'll make a deal with you, if you help restore the Bleeding Edge to glory, I may let you go free back to your Imperium. For now, I'll offer you some better quarters and if you do well, a less damaging shock collar.... If you go now. FOR YOU ARE TRYING MY PATIENCE!"
-Knivives The Incubus had watched it all the squabbling the bickeirng and even the slave stealing a knife it was know concern to him. It angered him though the bickering between them was irritating him. It caused the cracks and scars in his flesh to ache as he moved his mouth his emerald eye peering at them. "Do we know what kind of forces the bloody eye will have." he said "If there champion arises I shall Begin a battle against him." he said looking to the archon and there leader.
Kormaily - Was already seated and waiting in the dining hall with his feet propped on the table drinking from yet another bottle. He would have to tolerate the Trueblood during this sit down, but atleast she knew what she was doing when it came to strategy. His shuriken catapult was leaning against the table within easy grasp even though he should have no reason to need it here. He wanted more information about this raid, there had to be more than just slaves they could 'acquire' the Archon had to be holding atleast a small tidbit of information from them. Archons needed to have an edge over there 'subjects' so there HAD to be something that lay hidden.
"And where do I get good gear?" The Stormtrooper began backing away and ready to move if she should open fire on him, but he'd be damned if he would go up against another Kabal with naught but an improvised las pistol and a glorified butter knife.
Leacpant's patience had now been broken, for the Mon'keigh was clearly just trying to be a pain in the the neck. So she grabbed another knife, and threw it at the Stormtrooper. It was yet another embarrassment, but it did come closer to Tyr's head than the last knife. She then yelled "MAKE DO WITH WHAT YOU HAVE!" Leacpant then stalked off to her room, leading Miracter there as well. She needed some time to relax and unwind from the aggravating Mon'keigh, and Miracter produced just the means to do so...
He pulled that knife out of the wall too and bolted through the door, although staying would have been a good way to acquire new weapons, he had two fairly decent knives now, and he could probably get one of the other Eldar to return his old gear to him. He walked into the planning room with his captors and stood there listening to the bickering about who was in charge.
Arymea arrived at the dining hall and sat down, considering the lack of information she sighed deeply. It was one of the most essentials, but considering the rival Kabal and them being as low as these here. They were as few as themselves. She had her Shardcarbine across her lap and just would wait for the others to arrive.
-Knivies The broken face of the eldar stould still like a unmoving giant as he went to the dining hall he soon saw arymea and the words that came out of his mouth next were. "so what do we know so far about this mission." he said his glaive side
