OOC sorry guys for me not posting earlier in the day, had some friends visiting etc, so I'll try to make up for it now
*a few hours after the de-briefing* "KRAUZ! INQUISITOR KRAUZ!!!!" A guard came running along into the training facility as the Inquisitor was observing the new team. "What is it?" he asked annoyed. "News from Segmentum Pacificus! Artifacts had be stolen by the Eldar from an ancient library which was maintained by different chapters, the Library of Pyon, reports suggest that the Craftworld was Ulthwe." The Inquisitor growled slightly. "Embark right away as we must be the closest force of the Ordo Xenos, inform the Deathwatch Commander and enter the warp right away!" The Guard saluted and made his way to the bridge, yelling the orders as he went, the Inquisitor turned around to the Deathwatch Squad. "Mission Briefing in 5 minutes!" Krauz announced in his dominant voice and made his way, getting all the information ready he could and moved to the Briefing Room.
Shin Zhu made his way back to his quarters. There, he silently prayed on his knees in front of a calligraphy of the Emperor's name. It formed a shrine to the Emperor that he had set up when he first arrived in his quarter. While the Ronins do not considered the Emperor to be god, they do consider him to be the greatest of their ancestors, and as such must be revere. After the prayer, Zhu got up and began dressing himself in his armor, carefully donning on each piece with respect to the machine spirit inside. Once all of the armor have been worn he threw on the white robe of his chapter, wrapping a black belt around the waist. Putting on the three shealths of Razagone, Osorenai and Jima, he carefully checks and anoints each weapon before putting them in their holds. Lastly, he checks that the repair cement was in place in his back pack, then heads off to the briefing room, taking one of the empty seats when he gets there.
Chaplain, for once, looked eager at the prospect of another mission. The Eldar he met not that long ago have survived that encounter and Stevanus had to wash that particular stain in some alien blood.
Noctis sighed heavily and dropped his shoulders. Knowing what he would likely be dragged into, it was an idea he disliked immensely. But if it was demanded of him, he would do so reluctantly.
Sirius Jules was laying in bed when he overheard the announcement. He quickly got up and headed to the briefing room
Returning to his chambers, Tsu'had's brander-priest stood ready to armour him. As the servant applys the plate, the Salamander mumbles a litany from the Promethean Creed. Once the priest was done Tsu'had placed his arms into his power fists, activates them, and his fists are engulfed in flame. As he deactivates the weapons he finishes the litany. "Into the fires of battle, Unto the anvil of war." He says as he heads out to the briefing room.
"Well... We may as well get a move on." Noctis stated giving the Chaplain a tap on the shoulder pad. He then proceeded to leave and head to the briefing room. OOC:Take Lorenzo with you
