A slightly smaller Mess

Hera: "War holo's are the best anyway."

Laurence: "A safehouse isn't safe if everyone knows the inquisition built it."

Charles: usually, yeah.

Caiber: true enough

hera: "Political dramas are dull as dishwater."

Laurence: *chuckles* "Not quite ready to be on your own yet."

Charles: true. There are other good ones though.

Caiber: maybe.

Hera: "...like?"

Laurence: "I think i won't cut you loose yet."

Charles:... action, thriller, horror, comedy...

Caiber: flattering.

Hera: "A holo critic are we?"

Laurence: "You're not ready for the wide world yet."

Charles: i've got a lot.

Caiber: poor little me

Laurence: "Uncle William will protect you little caiber."

Hera: "care to show me the collection?"

caiber eyeroll

Charles: of course. It's in my study.

Hera: "Then lead the way darling." *She smiles sweetly*

Laurence: "Hah."

Caiber: perking up, 'boss'?

he smiles back and does so, taking her hand

Laurence: "Aye?" *leaning back in his chair*

Hera: *walking alongside him*

Caiber: yeah. Usually such a miserable sod.

Charles leads her to the study. the big fancy magestic library that it is.

Hera: *smirks as they pass the desk*

Laurence: "Things are looking up. Besides the imminent death,"

he goes up to one bookcase and pulls one book out. there's a click, and the bookcase moves, revealing several more bookcases full of Holos

Caiber: they are? *smile*

Laurence: "I have a competent acolyte, if a little mouthy."

Hera: "...wow."

Caiber: i'm flattered.

Charles: every holo ever made here. Alphabetical order, seperated by genre, and whether they're any good

Laurence: "If you were incompetent we'd have a lot less to fear from tyranids."

hera: "Between the library and this, you might have a problem."

Caiber: true enough.

Charles: a problem? I'm a student of history and the arts, my dear.

Hera: "Mild obsession, there must be hundreds of thousands of holos here."

Laurence: "now... now now now..." *deep inhale as he gets out of his chair* "What to do now."

Charles: If I don't collect them, they go forgotten. 

Caiber:...relax?

Hera: "Some of them probably should do."

Laurence: "...... Not really the time?"

Caiber: then what?

Charles: knowledge is power. I guard it very well.

Hera:" Holos...?"

Laurence: "Something productive."

Charles: artistic knowledge. Tell you something, be it about the era they were made, or even the people of when it was made, or just the person who made it.

Caiber: liiiiike?

Laurence: "Drill the troops, check equipment, practice swordplay. we're a few days away from the largest battle we'll ever see."

"right..."

OOC: So for anyone who's interested I'm just gonna have it so Rob is now back with his own crew

OOC no touching moment between him and emma? no emma meeting them, and rob's sister?

Laurence: "There's a full chaos fleet on our arses, sitting about and watching a holo doesn't seem like a good use of our time."

Caiber: other than keeping our bodies and minds rested?

Ooc u forgot hera

Hera: "Fair enough..."

Laurence: "I've already been drunk as hell this week."

He smiles and grabs zulu out

Caiber: so rest it off.

Laurence: *raises an eyebrow* "Implying i need rest"

Hera: "Looks... old."

Charles: older than the imperium

Caiber: implying being hung over in combat is bad

Laurence: "Purging toxins is literally the first thing biomancers learn."

Hera: "Wow... Where the hell do you find this stuff?"

Caiber:... right.

Charles: great effort.

Laurence: "You think i'd get that drunk without a way to remove the hangover?"

Hera: "well, everyone needs a hobby."

Caiber: true. even so. Everyone needs rest.

Charles: Agreed. *smiles. he pushes a button on the wall, and a few seats emerge from the floor, and a panel on the wall moves revealing a very large screen indeed*

Laurence: "Do i really?"

hera: "Now you're just showing off"

Caiber: Yes.

Charles: is it working?

Hera: "...A little."

Laurence: "I don't think i do. Given i can replicate the effects of sleep, without sleeping."

he gives his signature grin and offers her a seat

Caiber: ...that's just cheating

Hera: *sits down* "Gentleman."

Laurence: "biomancy is all cheating."

He sits next to her. Unless she stops him he gently puts an arm around her

Caiber: right...

*She rests her head on his shoulder*

Laurence: "Why play fair? If i can move faster, hit harder, never sleep, survive grievous wounds, shrug off bolt shells... Why wouldn't i?" *He wears his cocksure smile, caiber hasn't seen it in a while.*

*aaaand film*

Caiber: true

*watchy film, snuggle charles*

Laurence: "Speaking of, i haven't actually seen you fight."