A Rebirth

"And then there's the attackers....that was advanced tech"

OOC: sorry, it's my brothers birthday today, I had to say happy birthday

OOC if no one responds to this, consider it filler or something...
IC Pesicus sits in one of the few openings in Nurgle's garden. All of his acolytes are currently traveling to their targets and in his boredom he sighs, but burps at the end and some bile droplets fly out
Pesicus: maybe I should've had at least ONE acolyte finish their respective planet's conversion, then I'd have something to do

OOC:

@Wookie: Tis fine man.

@Fae: Well....I do have a sorcerer of Undivided.....I could try something with him.

IC:

Narick: Agreed. They were at least on par with us, they just had preference for energy weapons. Strange.

OOC: How are you??

OOC: I'm fine. You?

OOC if you think its possible you could give it a shot


Once you devise a reason

OOC: Will do, Fae. Just gotta think of a motivation for my sorcerer...

"Strange how?"

Narick: That they would so widely deploy energy weapons, considering the drawbacks of those systems.

OOC: that's good, I'm alright

"Perhaps they have mastered them"

OOC: So.....anything new?

IC:

Narick: Or maybe they haven't mastered magnetic weapons yet. They were using some railguns or something similar, but they were all walker mounted.

OOC: Depending on my current love interest I may go and play glow in the dark mini golf, or go to watch Kings Men at the cinema tomorrow

OOC: Good luck to you then.

OOC: ty, anything new with you?

OOC: Nope.

"true"

*They eventually get back to the ship....The Templum troopers obviously heard the sounds of the battle and were not pleased to have missed it.*

Tileon: I swear, if you kept any of the fighting to yourselves, I'm going to be so pissed!!! I don't get payed sit with me thumbs up me arse!!!

Narick: Settle down sergeant. The fighting was between the Imperials and alien forces. They didn't even know we were there.

Tileon: I'm not sure if that's worse or better.

Cador: *to tileon* I got the whole thing recorded on my helmet cam if you really want action that badly

Tileon: Gah. It's fine. We're just not good at sitting on our asses is all. Kind of a side effect of being raised in the gulags. You don't know what to do with yourself half the time.

"uhuh"

Narick: Enough talking. I want to be off this planet before more Imperials show up. *The ship takes off and gets as far away from the planet as possible.*

*time skip*

*Narick is going over the data they gathered to see if there's a more information rich target nearby.*

scorn and snarl are talking in private, going over their gear

*Tileon goes up to them. The Templum sergeant seems...out of his element, for some reason*

Tileon: Right...so uh....what was that city like?

Snarl gives a basic description
giving extra detail to the arbites description

Tileon: Right....so you didn't actually encounter any of these enforcers?

"Not in combat or up front. we observed em a few times. definitely military grade gear"
"one of em had a robot dog or something"

Tileon: Wonderful...and they have fortress as their base of operations...Gonna be hell to deal with them.

Snarl:"Basically"
Scorn: a lot of fun though
*the two high five*

*Tileon arches an eyebrow at this.*

Tileon: "Fun"?

"what?"

Tileon: Fighting isn't supposed to be fun. It's a job. If you take pleasure in killing people, you're a couple of bloody sociopaths.

"Ah sod off ya stuck up old bugger"

Tileon: "OLD"!? I'm you're age, damn it!!!

"bollox are you"

Tileon: I'm twenty-three years old! Been fighting since I could walk!

"uhuh"
"old"

Tileon: If being in my twenties makes me old, then your Lord Berric must be fuckin' ancient!

"oh the old man?"
"yeah but he's still cool. could cut you in half without even looking"

Tileon: Right........You know, I expected better from the Brotherhood.

Cador: *behind him* then dont expect the same from our neophytes

Tileon *turns around*: Yeah, well, back in the gulags, we didn't tolerate such behavior.

Cador: and that's your one fault. Too stuck up. restricted. Puritan. Might aswell be combat drones

Tileon: Hardly! We were trained to be soldiers, not a jockers! Look, I have the utmost respect for the Brotherhood, but I don't take pleasure in killing. If you do, you're not human. Growing up in the gulags makes you tough, but they teach teamwork and giving a damn about your squad and the members of other squads to! If you feel pleasure as you watch another man die....that's...not right.

"oh the irony"

Tileon: Yeah, I know! Templum's done some fucked up shit in the past, and we still get shit today!! But that's the past! Things have fucking changed! I'm not defending the gulags, but things are different from say....five hundred years ago! What!? Just because I'm a "drone" means I should feel good about having just splattered another man's brains across a wall!? Is that fucking it!? Since I'm a trained soldier, I should feel GOOD about killing!?

"No. I'm saying there needs to be balance. the way you're describing it you should have the word 'sorry' written on your bullets"

*Much to Cador's surprise (given the general discipline of Templum soldiers), Tileon punches him in the face and then grabs him by his collar.*

Tileon: Let me be clear. If you're trying to kill me and my men, I'm NOT going to feel sorry for you. If you're killing INNOCENT PEOPLE I'm going to be glad to have helped bring you to justice, but only sociopaths take pleasure in watching the light leave another man's eyes!! I'm a soldier damn it, not a murderer!!