The Black shield stood quite for a few moments. His helmet showing no sign of emotion, just pure silience. After the long awkward pause, the Astarte took off his helmet. The pressure releases could be seen, but barley heard. The Golden eyed figure looked at that the Techmarine up and down. As if to judge him. He attach his helmet to his waist Mag-lock before finally talking up. He grabbed his forearm as a show of friendship, "Pleasure to meat you Angelous. It quite lucky I caught you while you were not busy. I have sca-. Damaged my holy armor. I would like to know where I can find the tools to fix it. Also, when I am done I was wondering if you can bless the relic, but I rather you not tamper with the aesthetics..." (What chapter is he from?)
OOC: Oh forgot that you meet him first time, sorry. Angelous narrowed his eyes when the Black Shield made comments regards the aesthetics. "Just because I am a Blood Raven does not mean I steal whatever relic I see, even if other chapters may see our thirst for recovering relics slightly different. I can obviously aid in the maintenance if you desire, but other than that, the tools are in the main forge." He pointed to a hallway that would lead deeper in the facility. EDIT: GOOD NIGHT!
- Rocky Rocky smiled at Jean's courtesy. "Abhuman. No beating around the bush ma'am. We look different and the Ecclesiarchy isn't helping much in that department. But enough about life, let's find Edd. He's probably in the last place we'd think to look for him... that one. It's the only smaller area with a door big enough for him." An indicator displayed 'Archives' - Edd "Wow, yer smart an ya got a metal dog. Are ya one of them thinkin' cog boys or somethin'? I guess yer right an I should get stitched up... NO!" Edd makes a break for the exit. Pushing past the detective and right into Rocky. He didn't get very far before realizing he had stepped on Rocky, again.
OOC: Nighty Night! "Oh, I meant no offense holy Techmarine, Its, just... I prefer it to keep its, Battle scars." The Black Shield said, keeping both his hands up as if to surrender. He gave the fellow Astartes a nod and went his way to find the equipment he needed. He had never met a Blood Raven and had no idea what he was talking about stealing relics. Was that a part of their history? One of the forges was hot, someone one had just left, a shame. Maybe it was someone who was a skilled forgemaster. He called over two servitors to remove his gauntlet and pauldron to begin his work. It was nothing that was too hard. So he just applied a ceramite paste over the missing chunk. After several minutes of heating it and molding it into the empty space. He did not spend the time perfectly edge out the sides. Leaving the scar as a reminder, like all his other Armor's scars. After the forging was over, he applied the Deathwatch Black color paste over the armor. After several seconds the paste had hardened and painted the new silver slag, black. The scar noticeable to anyone who would take a second look. After his work was done, he left the Forge. It was quite impressive unlike the Training pits. Maybe the Chaplain was found of crafting? (have no Idea how they are fixed so just skipping over that, was hoping to catch one of them lizard marines, but they ran away.)
Def Roll 44 Amraphel held the fist back with his own only recently implantef bionic arm. "I guess you did a very good job with those bionics apothecary, thank you." , amraphel said and was indeed very pleased with his new bionic limb. "So how about we conclude that this duel is over and I have narrowly won over a honourable foe?", amraphel said and offered a hand to sirius. "And maybe more people will come to the training room, which would allow for some very interesting matchups." Amraphel had learnt his lesson . Even while offering friendship he remained on his guard so sirius couldn't attack him out of spite in a steinar greywold move.
Making his sombre way to the Apothecarium, Draconion finds that Sirius is away. Rather than seek the man's whereabouts further, he decides to simply wait outside the one place he is certain to return to sooner or later. Sitting on his knees with his hands on his thighs, with back ramrod straight, he closes his eyes and falls into a meditation so profound he appears to be a statue. Those coming and going give him queer looks but instinctively avoid him by a wide margin.
<Sirius Jules> "You have yet to learn from Marmaroth. Success, no matter what. In the end it matters little, if you lose, all was worthless." Sirius grabbed the hand of Amraphel and twists it strong enough to show his attempt to break it completely. "I have honor, but I served Marmaroth over a decade. Honor is worthless if by the end of the day you are a corpse. You must go to the end and beyond. He came back from the dead, reborn, in order to bring victory to the Imperium. How far are you willing to go Amraphel? Are you willing enough to go through worse than death? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the rest of the team?!"
<Lysander's Investigation> @Mando During their docking with the Inquisitorial station, Inquisitor Van Morten, who was now out of his wheelchair and walking again, made sure to help with Lysander's work while downloading latest databases and needed codes to unlock them. Eventually, the Investigator was able to narrow things down to only handful of suspects, while looking of those "Wades" that were located in somewhere close to systems of Sombor and Gelorn (and were of course, ex-Guardsmen). The list on his dataslate looked something like this. Public servant A { private name Wade, John { hair = blue; eyes = blue; birthplace = Vanaheim; guardrank = Guardsmen; location = last seen traveling aboard prison ship "Butcher's bay"; } } Public servant B { private name Wade, Milos { hair = bald; eyes = brown; birthplace = unknown; guardrank = Guardsman; location = member of Ecclesiarchy cult on Irodenia V; } } Public servant C { private name Wade, Richard { hair = black; eyes = green; birthplace = unknown; guardrank = Sergeant; location = retinue member of Inquisitorial agent Brauming, Ordo Xenos; } } Public servant D { private name Wade, Steve { hair = black; eyes = brown; birthplace = Necromunda; guardrank = Guardsmen; location = Ganglord of Hive Kanardo, Onpuku II; } } OOC sorry for my code raping, just thought it would look cooler this way
"Dont try to patronise me apothecary, for you truly have no idea what lenghts I can go to for a valid cause. This however is a training match between battle brothers and not a Mission. You should always have respect for your battle Brothers and spare your disprectpect for the xenos and heretics.", amraphel said while resisting the attempt to crush his hand with ease. "And let me tell you this: I have gone trough death and worse, I have defeated death and faced oblivion! If you had seen what I have seen you wouldn't tell me things that I already know. I would sacrifice my life even for you, if you can show me that it is worth saving, Sirius Jules of the Sons of Gulliman."
