Iron fist makes one of his obvious statements "but shouldnt we try and find out why she was hunted like maybe she was stepping on someones toes or it could just be her social and job ranking" iron fist is visually straining and covering his eyes
"And the merchant would have nothing to do with that. Unless you have a good reason why to investigate there, except having more fun with your drinking buddy, there won't be contact." Andreas complained in a harsh and loud tone.
The commissar looked at Iron Fist and shook his head with a look that could only say stop while you're ahead. "We will wrap up our investigation of the PDF as quickly as possible. I will try to make contact with the Arbites while planet side, unless you have a connection Lord Sigmus." @lord-watchman
"yes i met a judge at the party he is going to send all the reports to the ship from when the governor took over" ooc cant remember the name will go back through this to find it
OOC: no problem "Well that sounds like a potential lead on the death records or murders." He shrugged and continued to blow smoke rings while he waited to depart for Ulm.
Iron fist sighs "no no no inquisitor im not saying that so I can go to him im saying that so we should keep a slight eye on him weather he lives or dies is all im saying I understand km going with the commisar and truth be told I dont know why I got so drunk I asked for 3 glasses of their weakest ale iron fist knowing hes already dug his hole big enough for the day relaxes "im ready to go when you are rackham"
"Well maybe the diluted substance you are used to drinking here has soften you up? Everything there was of the highest of quality, especially the drinks. You do know that the drinks here are just water mixed with reactor sludge, the temporary radiation poisoning giving you a feeling of a buzz." Concord explained to the Catachan. Of course this was not true, but maybe it would keep him off the booze and even spread around the ship.
His eyes open wid"you mean.....I can get mutations" does heavy thinking on wheather or not to drink ale on the ship again
"No we put about a cup of sludge for every 5 liters, but in the rare case yo do. Report to the commissar for immediate execution." Concord replied keeping his face still.
He charged his bolt pistol. "Sorry Lieutenant, the briefing room is about to get messy." He said it with a straight face. "Anything you would like to say Iron Fist. I'm only giving you this chance because we have worked together for so long." He gave a slight nod to Concord so that he would know it was a joke.
