K'tikathat gazes others tensed, muscles bulging with energy waiting to be released. Upon seeing that others do not react aggressively, or actually not at all at the ready-to-fight-till-death-xeno in the room, K'tikathat slowly eases and relaxes. Maybe it wasn't a trap. There was a lot K'tikathat didn't understand about humans. K'tikathat returns to his seat and stares at the holoprojectors images. Land poisonous, big human cities, tainted flesh, no eating. When hearing his name, K'tikathat turns his attention to Inquisitor Theanon. "What's this 'bankuet', kraa?" He asks, tilting his head slightly to side.
"Dear Inquisitor (@Maleth )! By the silver light of Luna that shines upon Terra at night, I must agree with Sir Khan (@Colapse ) here. It is nothing but a waste of time to dine, while traitors roam the streets of this but villainous filled world of scum and dirt. It needs men like him and I to purge it with our very weapons of justice, and minds of righteousness." The Enforcer-Merc semi-demanded, dramatically raising his shock maul and letting it roar with lightning of it's very essence, letting the soul of the weapon emit it's pride to strike down all those that oppose the right thing to do.
"Simply put, a meeting where food is also consumed." Alicia explained to K'thkathat (@GoreWrencha ) , clearly having the Kroot not stick around for the actual banquet would make it much easier for her to actually get things done, then Takeshi spoke up..... So she loudly groaned and said (@Uriel1339 ) "Takeshi, you can stop with the theatrics, they're only useful to intimating gangers, and the nobility are not likely to appreciate them. There are other forms of corruption and treachery than traitors on the streets, plotting to over throw the planet's government, seeing as those two vices can spread through all levels of society, and it often takes forms that are not as obvious as what you might be experienced with. Especially if the Ruinous powers get involved."
Sedric laughs at the nick names that were given then while hes sitimg in his chair he moving his cigar around in his mouth "but if we do go to the banquet we may be able to find people their who are hopefully still on the emperors side and belive in him fully we may find a thing or two out anout the rebellious acts or things that have been going on and plus we could get in good with people by going and get a better layout by going" Sedric just leans forward on the table 4 seats away from the inquisitor Sedric has seen and heard something like this happen before and after a little he sighs having a great feeling in his heart that they will turn and takes a little drags on his cigar
"I must keep my reputation intact, Inquisitor. It would be a shame if my market value gets damaged, you see. That is after all what got me here." The Silver Shroud said now in his normal, not over-eccentric voice and shrugged. "All I am saying is that I rather would like to take a look in the streets and find out what they even think of the government. Perhaps stir something up, get the Arbites to react to some Gangers and see if they are just going to be paid off, or actually serve justice. For all I care you could say that I am with food poisoning on med-bay or so. It's not like those lords really will have anyone looking for me, since they don't know how I even look to begin with. As for the ruinous powers. Well, that is why you got her (@Casavay ), no?" Takeshi pointed at the Blank with his Shock Maul, not really out of intimidation but because it was in his primary (right) hand.
"Not looking for you specifically but as the Inquisitor already hinted Silvy, watching for all of us, anyone who doesn't fit in. Come now I think the two of us could make a great pair there at the banquet! We'll stir loyal hearts with tales of great victory and justice reaped in the Emperor's name! Anyone looking less than amused can go on our watch list, it'll be grand, great even! " Boris grinned broadly across the table at their token Arbites, pleased with his chosen persona even if it was unclear whether the Vostroyan actually thought it his real personality or not.
A gravelly augmented voice says from the shadowy corner. " Unless you want terror, I should avoid, besides your judge holds no sway over me, the creature, or the enhanced one. While you play party let us hunt."
"Well if the officials here 'forget' why am I on this world, I'm sure I can remind them of the fact without much problem," Ogedei replied, not bothered too much by the human government. "Anyway, if you think that's smart I'll attend this meeting."
"As Mamzel Astra said"...spoke Zeth carefully,not to intrude upon anyones word,despite him cringing at the rather liberal usage of unholy names that was tossed around the table like candy...in a presence of an Inquisitor no less! "If the approach of corruption is sublime...perhaps there is something that the Hive vox-net knows.If something was shared on it...I will find it."spoke young Techpriest enthusiastically as he pulled his glasses back up. "If a plan to overthrow an Imperial government is in motion...or corrupting of the same,the Spire`s infrastructure must know something."
"More an more of a plan coming together, and to think how worried you were looking when we all gathered! Our cog-boy in disguise is all ready to gut their communications and riffle through all their nasty guts an shit till he pulls out any heresy! Like a white blood cell large enough to crush an entire body! " Smile having turned vicious he cast his hands around the table. "Come on ye lot lets hear more ideas for the good miss, don't make our gal do all of the thinking after all. Shoot here's a thought, do we want to have our equipment stored nearby in case things turn Genestealer or heretic cult shaped? Maybe just park a nice lil unmarked van nearby with our heavier weapons inside, load it up with all sorts of beepin' an boopin' bits that can act as plenty of support ties for jamming, leeching or strengthening vox? " Of course Boris would be first to bring up concerns of keeping heavy equipment nearby considering his current armrest was a five foot long monstrous specimen of a heavy stubber with a notably temperamental machine spirit, not at all helped by the fact early on in its acquisition Mr Markses had it gutted of every safety feature that wasn't actually an integral part of its construction like a housing unit or barrel.
