A slightly smaller Mess

Charles: see you around *tips his hat*

*sound of bed breaking*

Emma: well you were my only hope at that point.

Rob: That was the only reason?

Bandit: *taps the brim of his hood with one finger*

*BED BREAKING ROLL*

The member 'Captain Raeven' has done the following action : Challange Fate

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'd20' : 13

*The bed breaks*

Emma:... no. not the only reason.

*and who does charles encounter next on his stroll?*

Lyanna:....for someone who's never done it before.....*lying back under the covers*

Rob: Go on *Removes the shitty DEldar armour*

*He sees jack, lying in the cargo bay, a little ways from bandit, lying on the floor on his back, reading a book*

Tyren: *panting* "Instinct i suppose?... Either that or im a literal god..."

Emma: rob I....I don't know if its just cause you saved me from either certain death or eternal suffering but I...I... *she's getting a bit choked up*

Charles: *walks over* What's that you're reading?

Lyanna: you... did damn good.... Didn't expect you to adapt to how I do this so quickly

Rob: *Hugs her*

she hugs him back, but it doesn't seem to help

Rob: What is it?

Emma: I...I think I love you, rob

Rob:...Oh that does complicate things *He doesn't stop hugging her*

Emma: I,....I'm sorry

Rob: *Leans back and kisses her forehead* Don't be sorry for how you feel, and I think I have a solution to our problem

Tyren: "i did tell you astartes are adaptable." *Chuckles*

Jack: "Book about Cadian swordsmanship."

Lyanna: that you did *smiles* 

Charles: ah yes, the duelling style of the castellans, I think I've read that one.

Emma: what?

Rob: Did I mention that I have a sister?

Emma:..what?

Jack: "I think i prefer my style, but i might incorporate a few things." *licks finger and turns page*

Tyren: "I... think we broke the bed."

Charles: good idea. Developing your own style means your opponent's less likely to know how to counter.

Lyanna: I can get that fixed *laughs*

Rob: I have a sister, genetically we're identical apart from my lack of soul

Emma:...I...

Rob: Sorry if it's a bit of a leap

Emma: no...I...guess it could work...

Tyren: "Well... Id say its worth it. Not sure about the guy who has to fix it."

jack: "Normally, if my opponent has time to figure out, then counter my style. *Flicks page* Ive gone wrong somewhere"

Rob: I guess it depends on how you both get along, but it's an option

Emma: yeah...guess so

Lyanna: Was a bit worried you wouldn't be into that to be honest...thanks

Charles: what was the best fighter you've killed, jack? I'm curious.

Rob: *Kiss* come on let's get some sleep

jack: "Best? Not sure... i generally don't give people the chance to show how good they are."

Tyren: "I have no idea what i'm into... but that was pretty fun."

Charles: is that so?

Lyanna: *smiles* how convenient

Emma: hangon...just need to go to the bathroom

Rob: go on *releases her*

Emma goes to the bathroom and shuts the door
while in there she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror...all the bandages. she has a thought....and punches the wall hard enough to break her knuckle. Cursing under her breath she holds it, taking deep breaths to calm herself down...and then tenses. the glowing aura comes back...and her hand fixes itself. She smiles at that.

Rob:*Heard it all* Are you alright?

Emma: I'm fine! just testing a theory!

jack: "Stealth is a mans best friend."

Tyren: "And im really good at knots."

Rob: Okay! Thought you broke something

Charles: if the situation allows for it.

Lyanna: REALLY good at knots.

Emma:...I kinda did!

Rob:.....Regeneration?

Emma: yep!

Rob: Nice!

after a few minutes, she emerges, having also taken the armour off

Rob: *Smiles and climbs into bed*

Tyren: "useful skill, knots."

Jack: "headlong charges are... less my style."

Lyanna: *gives him a rediculously dirty look* oh I know.

Charles: fair enough. Can't say I blame you.

Emma does likewise

*Rob pulls Emma close and covers her with the duvet*

Emma doesn't say anything

*Timeskip?*