"You look fine mate pretty sure u look better then me" showing his strained shirt that looks like its about to burst while polishing his bionical hand as he waits for the other priest to do his little card trick
OOC. I am assuming, I should go with robes and without Powerarmour. Amelia went to her room, finding a robe lying on the bed. It was black with red linings. The trapping with the white rose would be a nice contrast to it. She changed from her Powerarmour to the robe. After that she put her boltpistols and her combat knife into the case and , with brief hesitation, added her handflamers. She pondered about bringing some Krak grenades, but could not think of a scenario, where it would be helpful to have them in a case on the transporter. The same series of thoughts lead to her choosing to leave the Powerarmour in her room. It would take to much time to put it on for the armour to be usefull. After a short prayer she hurried to the hangar, the case tight in her hand. Upon arrival a prist with cards caught her attention. She went near him, hoping for a chance to get a tarot forecasting.
"Hey their uhhhh" snaps fingers "amelia yeahhh thats it but I hate to tell this to you miss but I was here first once im done you can go ok?" Iron fist smiles kindly
"Of course. Furthermore I respect that this is a highly private act. Do you wish that I take some steps back so you and the priest have their privacy." She looked towards Jean: "He comes from a Deathworld, if I recall correctly. All the chilvarous people there are probably dead. Thank you for your support nevertheless, sister."
Chuckles "she has a point but that doesnt mean I dont know how to please a lady" winks "you may watch if you wish amelia I have never experienced a terot cards and you are correct I am from a death world"
"No one decided to bring armor with them besides myself and the Astartes?" Not really surprised with the nature of the mission, but still surprised nonetheless because of the nature of the Ordo they all currently belonged to. He took another drag from his cigar. He eyed the tarot reading with suspicion. To know ones future could be dangerous. In his opinion only the Emperor should have that knowledge. He would remain tolerant of it as long as the Inquistor was. "I dislike these dog and pony shows. But sadly it is a necessary evil." These lulls in activity were always draining. But it would be a good chance to stock his supply of cigars and scotch.
"Well I dont have armor anyway" shrugs "the only thing that would be armor would be my knife hand" iron fist holds up left hand @kanila
@torque "Yes, but for you to wear armor would almost be an insult to your proud heritage." He instinctively flexed his right arm at the show of the bionic left hand. A slight whirring could be heard as the servos moved under his dress uniform. "I understand what it's like to have lost something. But it is a valuable lesson that we are not soon to forget."
