<The Apothecary> "Doubt he will tell me much, that is why I hoped you would talk to him. As you know, many are rather suspicious toward me, but honest toward you. I will try my best nonetheless." He replied and sighed before shutting the vox off, after a couple of minutes he arrived at his makeshift Apothecarion. His broken gene-seed still on the floor. With a glance he could see that all other Gene-Seed still was in the locker. He closed and locked it now. Amraphel (@DeathKorpsOfKrieg ) as he was just awakening was placed on an operating table that had been cleared already, he would be just waiting for the Techmarine now. <The Techmarine> (@High_Adept_Zeth & @Casavay & @Xaphen ) "Someone who wants to earn some cog points with me delivers this to the Apothecarion!" He yelled, seeing if any of the newcomers would do him this geture. He grabbed the case with bionic replacements he just finished before the Angelfall attack and decided to get it delivered over to the Apothecarion, that way Sirius could just put his patients together as he required, instead of taking away Angelous time for an every little case. OOC: How you come on the idea he isn't there? lol As Angelous held the case he saw the Venerable Dreadnought marching in. "Get over to the Land Raider, I will see to your repairs as soon as I found someone to carry this to the Apothecarion." <The Sister> With the conversation being not of her beer anymore she simply rose and nodded toward the Astartes. "I shall see to a chapel,make sure it is intact for those who need more guidance than myself." And so Canoness Brandt walked away, strolling through the ship to see if she would find the chapel.
ooc thought he was going to go see our apothicary may have misread it will edit that he just didnt see him "send one of my serfs if that helps you" as he spoke he looked at angelous "i may need to get our apothicary to cheak my eyes i may not have seen you" as he spoke me moved over to the landraider and motioned to one of his serfs to go to the apothicarion for the techmarine "i may just be geting old"
<The Techmarine> "Perhaps some wiring off from your body to your chassis systems." Angelous said with diagnostic accuracy as he handed off the case to the Serf (no bonus points for anyone, MWHAHAHAHA!.... ) As he walked over to the Dreadnought he could see the obvious damage and started right away to get to it, with various tools. First he would cut off what would be beyond repair or more of an obstacle than actual help. Then he would take spare metal plates scavenged from broken vehicles and sheets of the Spaceship he ordered to be ripped out and started to cut them in appropriate sizes for the Dreadnought. "I am more worried about your mind than your age or systems. You are not just a Librarian, you are a Librarian-Dreadnought. I am not sure if even Marmaroth could strike you down, would your mind lose sanity." Concern coming from the Scions of Mars would always hide of how worried they actually were about those around them that they cared for, than themselves. And the Astartes Brotherhood connection made it only more complicated.
"oh if i went rouge i wonder who would try to stop me first" as he spoke he did not let the vox generated voice change "i would proberly be someone you would have to use a landraider to take on, that being said it is less than likely id go rouge"
<The Techmarine> "Probably would be Sitri then, given he is our most talented Tank Commander. And I just want us to be prepared for the worst of the worst. Just like I can imagine Marmaroth expects from each of us." Angelous replied in his non-emotional voice as he continued the repairs. OOC: AFK for 1-2 hours or so.
OOC: So in an effort to not turn my humee brain to mush, I haven't actually paid too much attention to the others' situations, so if I miss any characters/misjudged where they are from the context of the last post, please correct and forgive me in the next post after mind. And yea, @Loldoom, you got pretty much everything right except you forgot about the sniper rifle on his back ^_^. Also appreciate all the visuals @Colapse . Also If this post doesn't make sense cause I guess wrong, I'll edit it. Satoshi's stomach grumbled, Talon laughed. The Ronin shot a look at the Venti, who refused to make eye contact (eye to helmet contact?) with the Astartes. As he walked into a room, the first thing he noticed was the ancient sword in the robed dude's hip. The thing's old, but man, it can still kill. Kind of like Master Shin Zhu actually. The second thing he noticed was the new Astartes in the room, and how sweet the fur on the armor looked. Third thing the Ronin noticed was that he didn't have any fur on his armor, which made it less sweet, especially with all the chipped paint. Maybe they have a sandwich and paint supplies in their base? Well, never hurt to ask. Before he could open his mouth though, the Astartes in front of him asked him a question. Two, actually. "What does a Ronin doing all the way out here, so far away from Edo? Especially with a familiar such as that?" Wait, he knows the Ronin? Where from? Satoshi then took a closer look at the symbol on the Chaplain's shoulder. Flesh Tearers, or close enough to definitely be one of the Sanguinius' kids. He then noticed the single edge on the black axe. Hmmm, pieces start to click together in the Ronin's head. Black single edge axe and Flesh Tearer Chaplain? Satoshi ignored the trophies, any competent hunter from one of the chapters that recruit from feral worlds and have been to a few campaigns would have them. His stomach grumbled again, Satoshi decided to go for it. If he was right, then he would get his sandwich quickly, if not, then hopefully he guess it to a rival chapter who will kill him quickly, and then he wouldn't be so hungry with the Emperor anymore. "Oh you know, xeno Extermination. Hunting down traitors, decent local restaurants. Sightseeing. The usual stuff all Astartes do," Satoshi replied, and took a breath. "Wait. Are you-are you Stevanus? Flesh Tearer Chaplain that my master served under? Shin Zhu?" Talon looked on excitedly at the other Marine, it's been a while since he's had contact with his mother and her master. "Holy Emperor, it is you isn't it? Oh man it is an honor to meet you. I can't believe I don't have a vid recorder with me. This is so exciting. Listen you gotta tell me how to contact Master Shin Zhu, I haven't seen him since he left for Ordo Xenos and the last I've heard from him was when he sent me a message with this little guy on my shoulder." Satoshi shrugged the shoulder that Talon was on. Just then, before the Chaplain could reply, Satoshi's stomach grumbled loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. In fact, some of the Stormtroopers raised their weapons on the Ronin, thinking him possessed by some daemon in his midsection. Satoshi shuffled in place, embarrassed, "On second thought, can we discussed all that over a sandwich or something? I'm starving. I know I could've probably eaten those dead orks back there like Talon, but two things. One, your boy Kajar over there and his posse didn't give me the chance. And two, you start to have some standards after eating from the core world cuisines you know what I mean? I mean, if a man can have standards, then shouldn't we have higher standards? You know, just a bit?" The Ronin raised his right hand and made a small space between his thumb and index finger. He then turned his head, like he almost forgot this point, to the robed man. "Oh, by the way, sweet sword bro."
"Well, Sister, Gaius, It has been nice talking to you. At this point, though, I need some practice with my weapons... being stuck in a brig does not help with my aim. Do we have a firing range about?" Temvero stood from his chair. "If I could get a guide, that would be great. I must retrieve my Arms from the Forge, first." @Uriel1339 @Colapse
Not your average astartes, then again most around here were stern-faced salamanders. But he called Marmaroth 'Stevanus', it seemed that so far most of the Unholy Alliance knew the chaplain by his new name. Some evidence that pointed towards this newcomer in any respect. "Thank you for the complement, that sword you carry is very interesting and I would like to see how it fares in a fight, but you still did not answer the chaplain's question: Who are you and why are you on this hulk? Though perhaps with the lord's permission, these could be answered over something to eat."
Satoshi smacked the top of his helmet at the same time as Talon smacked his helmet with one of his wings. "Oh Chaos be damned! Apologies Chaplain, Sweet sword guy. Yes, Haromi fares very well in combat, just perhaps not in my hands per say. It's my backup, I prefer my first choice to be either this new baby I picked up on the way here." He shrugs the shoulder that had the sniper rifle slinged over. "Or Mamushi, the Power Naginata on my back. Oh right, the power fielded staff sword thing on my back. Sorry, still getting used to people not knowing the labels we used back on Edo." He scratched the back of his helmet, "Well, hopefully I can tell you the long version over lunch or something. It is lunchtime right? Feels like it, but it could be dinner for all I know. Definitely not breakfast. Anyways off topic. The short and sweet version is this: why am I in this part of space? I don't know. I was heading to Jericho Reach when we crashed into this ship/hulk thing, probably because one of the pilots of the transport was drunk. Let that be a lesson to you all who are pilots: don't drink and fly, especially if you're going to Warp Jump. That should answer as to why I'm specifically here on the ship and how I got here. As to why and how I'm specifically in front of you, well, I followed fast mystery talker Kajar over there," The Ronin nodded his head over to the Storm Lord, "because I'm really hungry and was hoping you guys have a sandwich. I'll give the long version, plus answer any other questions, over dinner-lunch, but hopefully that version is enough for you guys to feed a hungry Astartes?"
- Edd Edd takes deep breaths and takes comfort in Feron's back patting. Calming down in 3, 2, 1. Edd stifled his tears and did NOT drop the heavy salvage into his foot. That would have been embarrassing. Instead, Edd used his logic. 'Bucky es small, has teef, an only says neey. [BONE processing: can only run a maximum of 1.6 kms. Teething will leave signs to follow. 'Neey' is distinct. Conclusion: easily found.] "Thank you Feron, Don't want to scare Bucky another kilymeter away. I've never had something small before... cept Rocky. But he's not a baby..." The idea of an even smaller Rocky momentary blew Edd's mind. "Why are ya off ta da forge? Ey'm droppin' dis off fer parts ta fix da ship." Bucky wasn't dertered by Sigismund. What little memory he possessed did include Sigismund among those he had first met with Edd and Rocky. Not including the odd smelling machine sniper. Bucky frolicked and pushed with his head, trying to get the fallen knight to play with him. "Neey. Neey? Neeey!" Bucky sounded as he followed Sigismund - Rocky "Indeed it does. Anyplace I can put up my feet and enjoy a strong glass of spirits is excellent in my book. I see we have some new faces. Friendly faces by the sound of it. Welcome, my name is Rocky and I have more authority and I know what to do with. SO I order us all to enjoy what little time we have before the next apocalypse calls us in. Cheers!" Rocky took a long drink from his metal cup, not care where they found the grains to make it... if it even was grain based brew.
