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Alina crossed her arms “Well now I have to know what your comment would be.” she said with a smile. “Care to enlighten me, or do I need to make ya talk?”

Regis clicks his fingers together as he stares at her as there is a twitch of uneasiness in his eye. “I well… wait talk? but we are talking.” Again he was feeling like this was an analogy he did not understand as he let his eyes dart back and forth. 

“You know, talk.” she says with a smile, walking closer to him cracking her knuckles.

((Yes he has and he hasn’t said anything as he doesn’t know what to say since he does remember her))

There was first panic and alarm in his eye as he takes a step backwards. His mind settled on knuckles cracking as being what videos said was an aggressive move. Searching his memories of interactions with her he silently started to freak out as there was nothing that showed him knuckle cracking. This was new and he didn’t know what she was planing as he continued to back petaling till he hit a wall. He had conflicting information as the remains of his memories showed that he had relations with her but the social videos he has been watching indicated she was going to inflict pain. Before anything was can come to mind he blurts out what has been on his mind for months. “Did we ever break up or are we still together?!” The gaps in his memory did indicate it had been some time since they seen each other before his mind wipe and he has been questioning anything of his past as he been shoved back into the role he was before by others even if he lacked the skills for it.

She keeps walking toward him, with a devious smile. She manages to get a hold of him and says “Does my ass look good or not.” Alina seemed to be holding back a bit of laughter. “C’mon, we didn’t break up, I was just stationed someplace else and you wanted to make a comment about my ass. So, what was it?”

Regis’s pupils became pin points at being touched. His breathing increased as he nods slightly as his fingers glitch out in a spazzing manner. “well uhh seeing we are still together. Hmm… Quite nice like the conductivity of gold.” Nervously his eye looks about as e smiles at her as he had some dire questions but this seems like a bad time. But they been bothering him for some time. “I did … er well i should just say I don’t remember much. But uhhh did I ever come off as a mass murdering psycopath? Because I … reasons.”

With his answer Alina smiles and laughs a bit, letting him go.

“If you’re a mass murdering psycopath then that Litilus guy is a saint.” She replies.”And I assume most techpriests kill at least one person during their life, probably under different circumstances from me.” She says, pointing to the lasgun strapped to her back.

“I… o-ok…” He said as he looked unsure as he took her in. Hesitantly he placed his hands on her hips as he stared at her. “Well I.. hmm sooo… uh I … might not be the man you remember. Is that ok? That I am like a stranger?” 

She raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean? You’re still the same cute and nervous techpriest I remember.”

Regis let out a very quiet whine that swiftly stopped as he didn’t know how he got dragged into this mess. But it was clear she knew him and pulled him into some sort of trouble. But he followed her, as he clicked with each step as his metal feet came down on the frozen rock under them. He flinched each time as he took a step but did try to make it as light as he could. Strath was clearly his thing as he didn’t seem to keep quiet when he moved as his foot steps were heavy.

As they snuck around the gangers they made their way to the door. She waited for him to get through and then quickly shut it, locking the gangers inside. 

“You okay cogboy?” Luna asks keeping watch over the kitchen. “Cause we gotta keep going.”

“Yes… just well im not er quiet…” He said as he gestured at his metallic feet. “I should really probably stick to my labs really.” he breathed out as he rubbed his sides to warm them up as he was not use to the chill or why the gangers was after them. “Well uh we should probably keep moving. one thing i learned is that they have back up waiting. “ He started for the way out as he popped up to look about then duck again. 

“I used to have lots of bells and coins, but I learned to not carry them after our first few missions.” Luna replies taking out her revolver. It was out of ammo, but better than nothing. Luna follows him closely, peeking out behind him. 

“We got the kitchen, then the dining room, then the lobby. Unless you know  a different way out.”

Alina crossed her arms “Well now I have to know what your comment would be.” she said with a smile. “Care to enlighten me, or do I need to make ya talk?”

Regis clicks his fingers together as he stares at her as there is a twitch of uneasiness in his eye. “I well… wait talk? but we are talking.” Again he was feeling like this was an analogy he did not understand as he let his eyes dart back and forth. 

“You know, talk.” she says with a smile, walking closer to him cracking her knuckles.

((Yes he has and he hasn’t said anything as he doesn’t know what to say since he does remember her))

There was first panic and alarm in his eye as he takes a step backwards. His mind settled on knuckles cracking as being what videos said was an aggressive move. Searching his memories of interactions with her he silently started to freak out as there was nothing that showed him knuckle cracking. This was new and he didn’t know what she was planing as he continued to back petaling till he hit a wall. He had conflicting information as the remains of his memories showed that he had relations with her but the social videos he has been watching indicated she was going to inflict pain. Before anything was can come to mind he blurts out what has been on his mind for months. “Did we ever break up or are we still together?!” The gaps in his memory did indicate it had been some time since they seen each other before his mind wipe and he has been questioning anything of his past as he been shoved back into the role he was before by others even if he lacked the skills for it.

She keeps walking toward him, with a devious smile. She manages to get a hold of him and says “Does my ass look good or not.” Alina seemed to be holding back a bit of laughter. “C’mon, we didn’t break up, I was just stationed someplace else and you wanted to make a comment about my ass. So, what was it?”

Regis’s pupils became pin points at being touched. His breathing increased as he nods slightly as his fingers glitch out in a spazzing manner. “well uhh seeing we are still together. Hmm… Quite nice like the conductivity of gold.” Nervously his eye looks about as e smiles at her as he had some dire questions but this seems like a bad time. But they been bothering him for some time. “I did … er well i should just say I don’t remember much. But uhhh did I ever come off as a mass murdering psycopath? Because I … reasons.”

With his answer Alina smiles and laughs a bit, letting him go.

“If you’re a mass murdering psycopath then that Litilus guy is a saint.” She replies.”And I assume most techpriests kill at least one person during their life, probably under different circumstances from me.” She says, pointing to the lasgun strapped to her back.

“Yeah it is, and since Sev ain’t here you’re our boss.” Luna replies to Radcliffe. She and Ephrael were loaned to Radcliffe to help him with something. “So, what’re our orders? Blow stuff up or get defensive?”

Radcliffe ducked as an RPG whistled by overhead. It exploded a few meters behind them, knocking in a wall and sending debris flying in all directions. “That sounds like a challenge,” the Inquisitor said, his eyes beginning to glow. “Let’s blow things up.”

“Gottit!” Luna says, shooting fire out of their cover, followed by her pistol. Luna caught one of them on fire and kept the other ones suppressed. Ephrael, staying behind cover, cast some force bolts towards the enemy cover, trying to knock it down. 

“Excuse me, ladies,” Radcliffe said, vaulting over their cover. “My talents are best used closer in. Keep up the support fire.”

Another RPG struck near the Inquisitor, but the fire was cut off by a kinetic shield. He drew his Eldar blade, energy crackling down the length of it as he charged into the heart of the cultists’ defenses.

As he jumped over, Eph peeked out and Luna shot a bolt of fire at a cultist about to shoot him.

Ephrael saw that her talents could be used better elsewhere, flung herself onto the roof of the building behind them. Up there Eph launched more bolts and knocked down a few cultists.

“Yeah it is, and since Sev ain’t here you’re our boss.” Luna replies to Radcliffe. She and Ephrael were loaned to Radcliffe to help him with something. “So, what’re our orders? Blow stuff up or get defensive?”

Radcliffe ducked as an RPG whistled by overhead. It exploded a few meters behind them, knocking in a wall and sending debris flying in all directions. “That sounds like a challenge,” the Inquisitor said, his eyes beginning to glow. “Let’s blow things up.”

“Gottit!” Luna says, shooting fire out of their cover, followed by her pistol. Luna caught one of them on fire and kept the other ones suppressed. Ephrael, staying behind cover, cast some force bolts towards the enemy cover, trying to knock it down. 

“J-j-just one.” Eph replies. “These two are m…m…my guards.” 

“I am psyker Eph-ph-phrael Lodstrok, an inq…q..qusitiorial acol-l-lyte.”

Venator gave Tyrant a look.

“ Is this normal  behavior or…?”

”I h-h-have a stutter from my s…s..sanctioning. It’s n-normal for me.” Eph says to the astarte.”I’m n-n-n-not nervous, as many people assum…m..me.”

“ Ah. I see. Forgiveness. We are….not used to seeing stutters. Here we consider humans equal in worth to us. We do not have superiority over the people that birthed us.”

“I g-g-got it from stress d..d..during the sanctioning and bl-bl-black ship voyage.” She says a bit embarrassed. “I n-n-never had to explaine it to someone before.”

"Yeah it is, and since Sev ain’t here you’re our boss.” Luna replies to Radcliffe. She and Ephrael were loaned to Radcliffe to help him with something. “So, what’re our orders? Blow stuff up or get defensive?”

“J-j-just one.” Eph replies. “These two are m…m…my guards.” 

“I am psyker Eph-ph-phrael Lodstrok, an inq…q..qusitiorial acol-l-lyte.”

Venator gave Tyrant a look.

“ Is this normal  behavior or…?”

”I h-h-have a stutter from my s...s..sanctioning. It’s n-normal for me.” Eph says to the astarte.”I’m n-n-n-not nervous, as many people assum...m..me.”

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Karksat grunts as he flattens his quills. It took him a moment to pick up on those needs of hers and he honestly felt dumb about that. Shiftingabout, he lets out a frustrated noise as he pulls out some jerky ork as he chews on it to remember the genetics. The sheen from his beak fades as he washes it from the implement of death as he softly feels weaker in that area as his bright spots fade and darken on his skin as he turns back. “Yue recall Ye a’ a kroot and not like gue'la.” He grumbles as he pulls her close and lightly uses his beak to tug at hair in a playful manner as he can’t hurt her now. Silently he takes in her scent as he lightly cups her breast with his talons as he starts to fondle her. “Wouldn’t yue prefer this back at yur place? Away from prying eyes?” Taking his time to get work up to such a state of frisky was hard for him as he did still have a strong drive to reproduce with his own kind.

Magsnaga’s eyes narrowed “Den ya did da violence wrong iffn it gits ya mobbed.”

“It’s cause I’m a psyker. People don’t like my kind much. Kinda like yours, but… well… you’re more hated cause you look a lot different to a human.”

“Pff.  Psyker nonsense.  So long as ye don’t ‘ave daemons burstin’ out o’ yur skull why should dat matter?”

“My point exactly. I ain’t summoning no daemons, but people don’t like my presence simply because it can happen.”

Alina crossed her arms “Well now I have to know what your comment would be.” she said with a smile. “Care to enlighten me, or do I need to make ya talk?”

Regis clicks his fingers together as he stares at her as there is a twitch of uneasiness in his eye. “I well… wait talk? but we are talking.” Again he was feeling like this was an analogy he did not understand as he let his eyes dart back and forth. 

“You know, talk.” she says with a smile, walking closer to him cracking her knuckles.

((Yes he has and he hasn’t said anything as he doesn’t know what to say since he does remember her))

There was first panic and alarm in his eye as he takes a step backwards. His mind settled on knuckles cracking as being what videos said was an aggressive move. Searching his memories of interactions with her he silently started to freak out as there was nothing that showed him knuckle cracking. This was new and he didn’t know what she was planing as he continued to back petaling till he hit a wall. He had conflicting information as the remains of his memories showed that he had relations with her but the social videos he has been watching indicated she was going to inflict pain. Before anything was can come to mind he blurts out what has been on his mind for months. “Did we ever break up or are we still together?!” The gaps in his memory did indicate it had been some time since they seen each other before his mind wipe and he has been questioning anything of his past as he been shoved back into the role he was before by others even if he lacked the skills for it.

She keeps walking toward him, with a devious smile. She manages to get a hold of him and says “Does my ass look good or not.” Alina seemed to be holding back a bit of laughter. “C’mon, we didn’t break up, I was just stationed someplace else and you wanted to make a comment about my ass. So, what was it?”

Regis let out a very quiet whine that swiftly stopped as he didn’t know how he got dragged into this mess. But it was clear she knew him and pulled him into some sort of trouble. But he followed her, as he clicked with each step as his metal feet came down on the frozen rock under them. He flinched each time as he took a step but did try to make it as light as he could. Strath was clearly his thing as he didn’t seem to keep quiet when he moved as his foot steps were heavy.

As they snuck around the gangers they made their way to the door. She waited for him to get through and then quickly shut it, locking the gangers inside. 

“You okay cogboy?” Luna asks keeping watch over the kitchen. “Cause we gotta keep going.”