"Yes, Sir!". Odd choice of words, but the Servitor thought it to be the correct response. It still seems odd... Sir? It was almost instant as well. He caused those words as if he had said them for his whole life, immediately, intentionally, and without second thought. "When may I begin?".
OOC: You simply arrived, see link below. No char interaction with yours beyond that (except what I just implied below) http://forum.eternalcrusade.com/threads/ordo-xenos-inquisitor-retinue-rp.31148/page-426#post-645166 The Craftworlder looked up and blinked a few times before daring to ask. "R-R-Razauil?" The rather weak appearing and surprised voice being just too familiar to the ears of the Dark Eldar.... Though also the other Comorrite was not unknown to him. The Tau, no known face. And the robed figure was yet to be inspected. + @NightxHaunter The soldier rammed into a Crusader, before making it to the ship and retrieve his bayonet that luckily for him was untouched. The Krieg-Born and trained man then was kicked out and the cargo ship left for good.
"Out, into the light, all of you," Razauil ordered as he got tired of playing the guessing game, especially when he thought he saw ghosts of the past looming around the faces of his victims. He took a step back to allow lamps to illuminate the newcomers so he could finally see what is he dealing with here. "Stretch your chains, I have no time for games." OOC as in, he wants to make sure who these ppl are before he unchains them paranoid and all...
"Yes!, no one took it me and this blade have been through plenty of fights with me i dont know what id do without it " swipes off sweat of relief and then has eye contact with the crusader "hey were you the guy that was with me on the ship?" He starts snapping his fingers trying to pull a name up with the face
With the key-lock removed, so did the chains come undone, except their hand and ankle cuffs, stopping them from revolting. The four arrayed outside, the Craftworlder with a glimmer of hope. And as the four stood in the artificial light, he would know for sure what he got himself. A Craftworlder from Ulthwe, former Arach-Qin. And a Comorrite that he had met on Dreadhaven. The Tau, still unfamiliar face, though she resembled a bit the woman that was hunting him now, she glared at Razauil, wishing him dead. The hooded figure, still wearing the hood, apparently not caring about anything occurring around her. And everyone could tell now that she was standing that it was a her, because the form of breasts were visible on the chest.
"Of all Craftworld Eldar females I wanted to fuck, I get the fearful one! Luck is definitely on my side this day!" Razauil grinned as he approached the hooded one and forcefully removed the clothing from her, intent on inspecting this one right here, right now. Interestingly, he still haven't said a word to his old pirate comrade.
"Shut it Razauil!" She complained, but smiled slightly. He was a complex Eldar, but she knew.... Hoped he was just being like that because of the others. He had a heart, she knew it, somewhere deep inside. As the clothes came off a quite regular woman was revealed, but her pupils were pure white and as reflex of the lack of clothes she put her hands around herself, trying to cover her body from the cold with her arms. She made not even a wimp.
Valen followed the Angels of Death (Drax, Phoebus) along with the guardsmen the things that have been going in the Eldar city soon amazed him, but also made him wary because he has never fought or fought with the Eldar but he knows the can be unpredictable.
"So I get damaged goods as well?! That damned possessive Inquisitor!" he cursed at the sight of the blind woman and hit the ground with the edge of his weapon, making a small dent in the plasteel. The sudden noise alerted the serfs he previously asked for, and he nodded for them to escort the human and the Craftworld Eldar to his quarters, but not before he approached his kin. Razauil first smacked the Commorite in her stomach using the shaft of his punisher, wanting her to drop on her knees. Then, he viciously grabbed the female by her chin, drawing blood in the process. "So after all, you managed to get caught and sold into slavery, oh my dearest of the dearest. You are pathetic, to think I once called you "venomous" makes me sick, Resh. One of our kind, brought so low by a group of pitiful pirates? You disgust me, but still, I wonder if there's a part of you still somewhere down there, behind this image of a weak dreg." He walked back to one of the crewman, the serf being a part of the hangar maintenance staff. Unceremoniously, Razauil took out a screwdriver from the man's utility belt and as he led the column out of the hangar, he turned right before he went outside, smiling to both the Dark Eldar and the Tau. "Show me if you are still what you are born to be. Once you are done, find the way to my quarters. If not, then you don't deserve to live after all," as he finished he tossed the screwdriver on the floor, in the middle of two captives. His intent obvious in his eyes as he left the hangar and closed the door behind him. EDIT OOC damned tablet (no auto-correct) and my inferior spelling skills fixed mistakes.
