A slightly smaller Mess

Lyanna: Kind of...

hera sees him clench his fists again momentarily

Hera: "Its fine charles, really. We all wear our scars with pride."

Tyren: "Every battle, we brand ourselves, and certain honours earn a brand."

Charles: Sorry...sorry.

Lyanna:...huh

Max: Do you think it's true? That the Rogue Trader has escaped every time he was captured

Hera: "I'll tell you the full story some day, but, looks like i'll have to get you a bit drunk first, so you can manage."

Tyren: "Before i died, i had just had the first brand on my face. oh, yeah, don't know the custom, brands to the head are respected, because you may only brand your face once there is no space left on your body."

Akira: "Personally, i think its grox shit."

Max: "Glad I'm not the only one"

Charles: Sorry *hug* 

Lyanna: riiiight

Tyren: *Chuckles* "Quite odd to outsiders. But theres plenty of meaning behind it."

Hera: "Its fine, its cute when you act all protective."

Akira: "He's just a rogue trader, why the hell would he get captured multiple times by dark eldar."

Max: Maybe they know he's worth something

Rob: *Sets off toward the shrine*

Akira: "Do they have that kind of mental capacity?"

Max: Well they're not stupid enough to try and fight us so they have Atleast basic intelligence

Charles: Cute? *eyebrow raise* I was ready to pop a sun in anger...

Lyanna: fair enough.

Emma leads the way, quietly. they go through the terminal...and find several old, rotted bodies. Crushed, by what looks like a stampede.

Rob: What happened?

Emma:...sudden serious danger, large number of civilians in a relatively enclosed space. Guess.

Hera: "I know, Its nice you care, just, try to reign it in a little."

Tyren: "You think its weird."

Akira: "Or they dont have big enough ships to try."

Charles: I'll do my best.

Lyanna: not too weird.

Rob: Yeah...


Max: It's not like our ship is particularly big. Especially when compared to imperial designs

emma doesn't say anything, just keeps going. some of the corpses are...worryingly small.

Hera: "I know, i know." *Kiss*

Tyren: "They mean a lot to me, i think i'll redo them sometime."

Akira: "Hm... True, but its not the size thats the dangerous part."

Charles: *kiss back* look I'll be back in a minute. Got something I've got to do before we go. Won't be long.

Lyanna: I can help if you'd like.

Hera: "Alright, Dont do anything daft, alright?"

Tyren: "You would? *Smiles* It'll take a long time carving the brands."

Charles: hey, It's me *smile*

Lyanna: well what else are we gonna do to pass the time?

Max: The dangerous bit is that we can happily go toe to toe with imperial battleship

Rob:....emperor above

Emma: you expected better? *she's gone completely deadpan*

Rob: Where were the militia? Police?

Emma: dead in the first few of minutes.

Rob:Fuck...

Emma doesn't say anything. she just keeps walking.

*Rob keeps up with her*
"What happened when they ran into your sisters?

Emma: we fought. We lost.

Rob:.....

Emma: what?

Hera: "Thats why im worried."

Tyren: "Well, i'm not sure really."

Rob: It must have been a massive raid

Akira: "I think you're overestimating her a little there."

Max: "All it takes is a competent captain, my dear"

Charles laughs as he leaves the room....

Lyanna: exactly...Tyren...I've had a thought...

Emma: I dunno. Didn't see much. Wasn't able to.

Rob: How come?

Emma: it was over...way too fast

Rob: Oh...

she says nothing, just keeps walking

*As does Rob*

Emma:...you alright?

Rob: Yeah...just don't know what to say

Emma:...right

Rob: *It's rather obvious that he's never really been in this situation and thus is simply trying to avoid anything that'd piss her off*

Emma: rob...speak up, what's wrong?

Rob: I just don't know what to say if I'm honest

Emma: I...understand.

Rob: Yeah, sorry

"Don't be"