OOC: Goodnight, Oh and i forgot to add, I am Aeturnus the Blood Angel Devastator...So im not confused with Eric or Volack (Salamander) Aeturnus nodded his head "As you request" he said as he turned his armoured hulk around before marching back down the hall towards the two other astartes assigned to the ship. He arrived after a minute or 2 of walking and looked at the two armoured fellows in his sights "Eric, you are requested to guard the Governor by her orders, Volack if you wouldn't mind could you call down the crew and make sure they are all settled in, we need as much time to prepare for decent as we can muster...I shall be with the Mechanicum Priest if you need me" he said before placing a firm hand on the shoulder of Volack.
OOC: k soz , is this ok? If not I'll edit IC: Mæse stretched and yawned, he has always loved cryo-sleep. He strolled to his locker, opened it and dressed himself. He was taller than the average human, and so his armour was specially made for him. It had a massive red cape, with a gold outline and golden runes down at the bottom. He stood tall in his power armour, which was a bronze colour, with parts that are a dirty grey/white. He did not wear a helmet, but had a mechanical eagle on his right shoulder. He strolled to another two Cryo chambers, which contained two of his cohort; two Ogryn's by the names of Dee and Dum. He thawed them out and opened the cryo tubes, they stumbled out and panicked. Dee: MASTER WHERE ARE WE?! Dum: WHAT HAPPEN?! Mæse calmed them down "Calm friends, calm, we are on a ship, we are going to another place with more tastier animals!" he said happily as he saw the two Ogryn's spirit's raise an smile appear on their face. "Ok, go get your clothes boys!" he shouted happily. The Ogryn's ran to the lockers, pushing and head butting each other as they went and donned their clothes in the colours of the Inquisition and picked up their Ripper Guns He turned to the Governor "Yes Governor Eisenfaust, that is a fine plan. I will also ensure there is no corruption or thoughts of mutiny among the ranks" he replied
+as you wish mistress+ rho-mu said mechanically and bowed, he then stood and turned walking out of the room towards where the mechanicum priest was located. walking through the hallways he looked in disgust at the ships condition and thought that he might go and tend to the ships machine spirit at a later date. he reached the priests quarters and strode in +hello there brother, i have been appointed to assist you in any way and to be your protector+ the mechanical voice grated out, his face was completely mechanical it looked like a real humans face but instead of being flesh and bone it was bronze with hundreds if not thousands of tiny little servos powering it to make it look and move as realistically possible this augmentation had been given to him after he had served his two hundredth year, this was his usual form when in a neutral state but once there was danger the metal face slipped back to reveal a gleaming golden skull with glowing green lenses and a targeting system built over the right eye +what would you have me do?+ he asked cocking his head to one side
-when Volack approached - "Eh, well enough I suppose, don't really see why we had to be on watch during this part, not like they're all gonna start stabbing each other or something" he said to the salamander -governor's request- "Ohh blood soaked Hel!" he said when a messenger brought him news that the governor wanted him as as an 'escort' "No ones gonna attack the woman on the bridge! Fine! Tell her I'm coming, not like I'm hungry anyway..." He said taking a long drink from his flask, emptying it, getting ready for whatever the governor woman wanted When he passed someone sitting in the locker area eating what looked like some small snack/energy bar he stared at them for a few seconds before continueing on, probably scaring the person, but Eric was hungry and he saw food, biologically he could survive a good many weeks or monthes without food, and that includes being at full combat potential, who knows how long he would last if he shut down his body, but, he still gets hungry from time to time, on the walk he began thinking of finding some new undocumented species of animal, killing it, cooking it up all nice and hot and eating it He found his way to the governor's chamber and banged on the door loudly "You asked fer me?" He shouted through the closed door
Mæse instructed his Ogryn's to go into the cargo hold and fins something to eat. In the meantime, he strolled to the dining hall to eat. He sat down, poured a glass of something clear and ate what appeared to be a bread based food, with meats and plants in between the bread base, and a strange thick liquid spread thinly over the bread base. He enjoyed it, considering the layout of the hall.
Rax gave a shiver as he stumbled out of the Cryo-containment. Even though the ship made sure to return all passengers to proper body temperature before waking them, he always had chills whenever he woke up from stasis. Getting some clothes on will help, so Rax lurched over to the lockers and inspected the name plates as they swam in and out of focus. Eventually he found the correct one: Rax Williams. As he pulled on pants, shirt and his leather jacket, Rax noticed other civilians waking up and getting themselves ready too. "Right, I survived post-cyro chills, now would be about time for the hunger pangs..." Almost right on cue his stomach gurgled as his body panicked about the sudden system restart. And so Rax just shambled off, following the signs that head towards the cafeteria. OOC: Hey guys!
The small lady - in comparison to the Astartes - walked to the door and opened it, smiling. "Let us head to the bridge, my oh dear protector." And so they started walking, she had a data-slate in her hand as she was dressed in the governors robe. Her Dark Brown hair hanging from behind her shoulder, just slightly beneath her neck. It was awkwardly short - for regular women, but it was just a style that was preferred on the Forgeworld of Haroldheim II. Her hazelnut eyes matching the hair. "I figured you don't like to be around the 'high ranked folk' and prefer to be with the simple men, the main cogs in the machine of the Imperium. And I want to know why. Is it because you think that the high ranked officials have no talent in battle? Is it because you think we cannot take any pain? Is it because you think we have an easier life? What is it, Space Wolf, that makes you... Dislike 'us'?" She looked forward where they walked all the time, until the last question for which she faced the Astartes, looking up right into his eyes. There was no fear on her gaze, no smell to confirm it. This one was either utterly brave, crazy or stupid to not be afraid of the massive structure of the Space Wolf.
"It's because most of you types are all stuck up fops with their heads too far up their own arses to see what's really going on, unless you plan on proving me wrong, woman" He said crossing his arms and leaning back, looking relaxed, but he still towered over the governor
"Why do you think I wanted you as my personal bodyguard. I cannot let you just walk around and give everyone the impression that the Inquisitor and I are nothing but 'stuck up'. Also, I am here to do my best for the people of the Imperium. Here is no fancy palace, no millions and millions of people I can control like little puppets. To be here alone should have given you thought that I am not like the governors you may have met in the past, dear Space Wolf." She replied, entertained by the opinion of the man, though he was not too far off. Many individuals lose themselves in power and greed for more. Weak minded individuals, just like an animal that you can lure with a juicy piece of meat.
Isadore had been busily reviewing the passenger manifest against the reports sent in by the Ship's Provosts. Thus far, the data was surprising. He complied a report immediately and sent it to Lady Eisenfaust and Inquisitor Maese. He knew they would appreciate the information regarding the citizens. ############################################################################# File Number: 0A4792K-XX245L Classification: Tetris-Helix Originator: Isadore Venturi, Adept Seniorus of Halceon Expedition Recipients: Lady Stefanie Eisenfaust, Governor-Nominal of Halceon; Lord Mæse, Inquisitor of His Most Holy Ordos of the Imperial Inquisition Subject: Passenger Status Report - 001/M41 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Message Text Begins: ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Your eminences, I have reviewed the passenger manifest against the initial reports compiled by the Justicar's Provost-Lieutenant. To this end, find below an cursory review of the status of your civilian personnel: Summary: Initial Passenger Compliment: 10, 000, 000 Personnel Majoris Servant of the Adeptus Terra: 800,000 -Inquisition: 3 -Administratum: 499,997 -Mechanicum: 200,000 -Arbites: 75,000 -Ministorum: 24, 997 -Astartes: 3 Personnel Secundus Total Civilian Colonists: 9,200,000 -Skilled Labour: 2,000,000 -Unskilled Labour: 4,000,00 -Factory Menials: 2,000,000 -Indentured/Penal Labourers: 1,000,000 -Abhuman Labour: 200,000 [15,347 personnel] perished due to the mechanical failure of their stasis pods. [56,873 personnel] presented with varying stages of Cryo-Sickness, due to complications with re-animation process. They are being treated by the Medicae. [103,874 personnel] have been diagnosed with varying forms of psychosis, attributed to the combined exposure to the Warp and prolonged hibernation, with no social contact. They are being reviewed by the Adeptus Ministorum compliment. They will confer with your Eminences following review of the patients. However, I put forward my own recommendation that should these individuals not be rehabilitated, I would humbly request to proceed with Servitor-Lobotimization to allow them to continue to serve the needs of the colony. In this matter, I respectfully await your decision. [1,294 personnel] executed by Justicar's Provosts, under direction of ship's Commissar, due to: -violent assault -attempted theft of ship's stores -attempted tampering with ship's systems or equipment (authorized by my authority) -verbal denunciation of His Divine Imperial Majesty, the Emperor of Mankind, Lord of Terra and Omnissiah of the Cult Mechanicus. Ave Imperator. [5,924 personnel] Missing or unaccounted for. Ship's Provosts are actively searching for these individuals. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Message Text Ends ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Imperial Thought for the Day: Knowledge is Power #############################################################################
