"Kraa?!" K'tikathat screeches with surprise as the rusty ladder handle crumbles at his hand. He falls in the darkness, but before he can react beyond hands hopelessly trying to reach for the furthering ladder, his free fall is stopped short. It took a moment for K'tikathat to realize he isn't falling to his death in the darkness, but instead lays on top of something relatively soft. It's not metal, instead it feels organic, moving, living. Not as pleasant as it sounds considering he lies on Hivecity pipe. No one wants to know what lives in there.

His instincts send signals to his muscle, he squirming upright position and turning around, fumbling for the weapons on his back. Falling on oneself back while carrying weapons across it hurts, by the way. The pile seemed to come alive as K'tikathat squirmed on top of it, something you don't want to sense when you don't know what it is. And then the pile flashes blinding light and ear-shattering noise. Also known under clear and not-panicked situations as gunfire. In which mind state the Kroot wasn't for the moment.

ooc: Wanna make bets how long it takes from the retinue to kill K'tikathat? -.-

ooc: I give him a week.

Kais shoved K'tikathat off of her, and leaped back, gaining range, and aiming her Autopistol at him. She realized the creature laying there was a Kroot, an unexpected encounter. "Stay back, I do not want any harm!" Any other creature, and she would not be so hesitant.

" Gang member hmm. Explains alot. Also explains why you all are in a pinch. He is with me. But by all means go and get killed without me. These rebels are troubling your current tactics because they don't work. I guess the Major misheard my request for scouts. You are no scout. " With that 'Firebat' turned away to continue his mission the right way. Stealth proves more useful until it is lost. He stops by Pierce. In a low tone, " These 'scouts' figure a chimera will protect them. Lets go do our own recon."

Astra, like the other, non-Inquisitorial nobles, did not waste any time with eating and (non-alcoholic, consciously) drinking, though did so extremely fast - considering that she expected battle to break out any second, and had no desire to let Alicia be fried by assassin-psyker lightning. A glass in her hand, she quickly approached her Inquisitor and stuck by her side, a foot or so away, and beamed brightly enough to light up the whole room.

OoC: What kind of buddy fires at another one?

K'tikathat grabs handle of his armblade and pulls out the weapon, swinging it around. The forearm length blade extends under his wrist, from where it connects to the handle and support running along his actual forearm, straps for securing the weapon near the elbow flapping loose. Kroot lunges forward, slamming into Kais and driving her to wall behind her.

"Then you shouldn't draw weapons at people." K'tikathat grunts as he is about skewer her throat, bringing the blade to stop once processing what the pile he is pinning on wall actually is.

"Tau'va?" K'tikathat blinks at sight of Fire warrior. The survival instincts reel backwards into shadows of his mind and he eases the pressure he is placing upon Kais.

OoC: or tries to decapitate them on the same matter...

OoC: Blame Maleth.

Kais squirms, trying to get loose of the blade, processing what just happened. She stops squirming for a second, trying to think of what to say; Hopefully, it'll end with her surviving.

"I apologize for trying to shoot you, Kroot. I tend to panic when someone falls onto me. I'd appreciate it if you could get off of me." She squirms more. "A name would be a good start, however."

OoC: Did you check out the Discord in the OOC post? Here's a link, if you're lazy. https://discord.gg/0m9PWPQTACRVKNHx

K'tikathat looks at Kais with suspicion and disbelief. Of all the places in Universe, on all possible times, of all possible creatures, he lands on Tau? Literally. Sniffing her scent, looking her up and down, as much he can while being almost within tasting distance, K'tikathat tries to from opinion of her and some understanding for the situation. Slowly, warily he retracts the armblade and leans his body backwards, allowing Kais to breath more freely, so to speak. Having better look at Kais, K'tikathat stares at her blood covered armor. Human blood, human weapons, human scent. She is far away from her home.

"K'tikathat." K'tikathat gives his name, assured he can still take her down even if she manages to land a shot should it be needed. Better let things cool down for now.

OoC: First off, wow, what a creep. When K'tikathat does it, it's fine. But when I do it, I get a restraining order.

Kais gives a short cough. "Pleasure, K'tikathat. I am Sha'la Tash'Var Kais." After she says her name, her stomach rumbles. "This may sound odd, but you wouldn't happen to have spare food? I've been trapped on this planet for a week, living off of rats and the rare puddle."

Sedric grins and lights his cigar nodding his head the way he expected that sort of response "i was just wonderin whyd you bring it to such a nice dinner party as a man who prefers to keep his weapons and armor in order i would hate to ruin my gear with mishaps of a party" sedric kinda gave the rig a big look over interested that he could get his hands on a waterd down version of a bolter

"Madam Inquisitor, permission to set us up a distraction for later? A false target of opportunity for any particularly thirsty foes, good chance to strut me vocal talents here too, Astra I'm certain a classy lass like yourself can manage a tune too yes? Big Sis? All those hymns must be good for some sorta musical inclination! " Muttering into his comm-bead Boris stood off to the side of the gathering for now, looking like a disturbingly chipper security guard with both hands clasped together before him. One might think he was wringing them together so tightly locked were they, though Alicia would at least be able to recognize this as more him being prepared to deliver a haymaker at moments notice as opposed to any anxiety. Flashing his pearly whites toward a gaggle of gaudily dressed noblewomen he marched on over. "Well good eve ladies! "