OOC: @Vlayden if you would be so kind, as to make a name for the mangy cur we call "Sergeant".Lanius even asked him about it in my last post. "Take the stairs downwards; then take the path on the right, and afterwards, take another right. Keep going in that direction; there should be a few turns, but keep going 'back'." the man spoke as his twitching, nervous glances danced to his left and right, always trying to find danger to his person. "But-- Be warned, there are Astartes on this ship. At least two dozen, and they might have some there." he added his eyes finally resting upon the melted slag that were the two deceased Iron Warriors. "Two dozen of them you say? And each one of them an army." Rotticus spoke up " Gwahahahaha! Let's test that theory shall we?" From the glossy surface of his polished helmet, light from the nearby sodium-lamps and flickering lumens was caught as Lanius turned, his veneer directly revealed as is both expected and proper for a noble. "It seems our cousin decided for us."he stated as his eyes followed the backs of the ex-Novamarine, as the later decended down the stairs heading for the engine room. "We should not split up!"he added, sudden urgency in his voice enrapturing the hearers in the confidence one found in the safety of group, as well as terrible fear of being alone in dark corridors of a starship. His red cape swishing down his right shoulder, as he suddenly turned to follow Fortissimus, Lanius walked down the group of mortals that joined them, standing next to the last one down the line, placing arm on his shoulder. With a voice that carried fatherly concern as well as statesman`s rigor he added in a quieter voice, yet loud enough for all to hear: "Do not attempt any foolishness.Do not engage Astartes head on.If you find any of your brothers, attempt to at least subdue them if you are unable to persuade them.Avoid bloodshed, for they too are worthy of living normal lives." with the last being said, he nodded as if in mutual understanding to all of the Armsmen gathered, and went after Fortissimus. Following the fallen Champion down the stairs, he thought of the inherit, myriad flaws of the regular human condition.By comparison most of the Astartes, especially those that rebelled against Imperium or those that sought their own fortune, were so far removed from the baseline human.In such the usual fear and often cowardice is not understandable, especially to them who apparently knew no fear.To an Astartes, fear in a mortal is merely sickness of the weak, something that afflicts only mortals. Lanius knew differently.For he understood both Astartes and mortal. He enjoyed both!