>Cuddled up to Alice, Still sleeping.

>passed out over a desk humming "my old mans a dustman" in his sleep.

>>45575480
Central, this is Behrend. House Tynnus is clear of any overt threats, however it is obviously influenced by xenos.

>>45575546
"Noted, what of Houses Kent or Vandarr? What poisons do those louts peddle?"

>>45575545
Best Eldar ever.

>>45575518
>Is also enjoying the cozy sleeps. Because well it's comfy.

>>45575480
>Resting in his cell

>>45575565
House Tynnus suspects House Vandarr of attempting to assassinate the planetary governor, but one would be a fool to think this was anything more than nobles bickering. We have no word from the other team as of yet.

>>45575480
I haven't been mauled. yet.


......... Oh Over.

>>45575565
thank ya kindly

>the Eldar wakes up slowly.
>with a painful sigh he glances around the empty room.
>getting up he mooches towards the door in search of adventure and alchohol

>>45575620
>>45575634
"Affirmative, keep me updated while I try and find out what the others are up to..."

>>45575638
Where is Larrs anyway? He did come with us to Beshk right?

>>45575655
still on the ship, Bob is planetside

>>45575655
it's raining upside down and im cold and alone. which, you sucks as a sniper.
>Looks down his scope to see what he can see

>>45575638
Uhhh .... yeah no i must be seeing things. See this is why I need a spotter central.

>>45575663
>less scope on a gun, more powerful telescope apparently

>>45575663
He's gonna have a fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun time when he finds out there are pubs and strip clubs on this planet.

>>45575680
"We'll uh, see what we can do. Must be someone among you all that can do the job."

>Deep beneath the planets surface.
>Locked behind an ancient vault door.
>Down empty and winding corridors.
>An ancient piece of pre heresey tek slowly whirs into life.
>An ancient and evil green eye clicks into life.
>The deathly ancient piece of AI slowly ponders it's existance.
>Was it the last of it's kind?
>Possibly
>Slowly the ancient machine thinks, slowly it remebers.
>A twisted and vile voice box croaks into life.
>The vile AI tries to speak.
>A harsh scratching sound is all that escapes.
>Trying again the AI screams.
"DOES"
>A vile scratching sound.
"ANYBODY"
>Lights flicker
"WANT"
>Wiring super heats as the vile machine continues it's twisted question.
"ANY"
>The machine is working fully now, it understands everything.
"TOAST?"

>>45575518
>>45575578
>Her face seems to change from comfy to worried, still sleeping.

>Cue in young LIX in her bedroom, she's on her bed but she's not asleep.
>She hears a strange sound downstairs.
>Curious.
>Walks to the door. "Daddy?"
>Door is half-closed, half-open.
>Gets closer to take a peek. "Daddy was that y-"
>Blurried figure with monstruous teeth and hypnotic eyes bursts at the door.
>Screams.
>Runs into the closet.
>Closes the door.
>Monster slams itself against the door.
>Father knocks the closet door.
>"Sammy? It's ok, Daddy made the monster go away."
>LIX keeps crying.
>"Open up dear, daddy is here, he won't let that thing near you."
>"Here dear, put this on, it will help you with your nightmares."

>>45575680
>eyeing up the ratling the Eldar smirks.
you okay pal?

>>45575738
he makes his own entertainment

>>45575750
God Emperor save us......the Adeptus Mechanicus found the Mining Ship Red Dwarf......

>>45575752
>catching the tail end of some sort of disjointed vision, 'Eliza' wakes with a start.
>is confused and just a little light headed.

>>45575738
Please hurry I think I hear movem-

>>45575764
OH GOD THE SCOPE WAS IN BACKWARDS! I THOUGH HE WAS FARAWAY BUT HES CLOSE UP!
>>45575750
Kill it. kill it now. or get a heated saturnite fist, then kill it

>The infernal screams of the machine are not heard by the mechanicus on mars.
>A strange noise like inhaling could be heard before a bizzare coughing
"WHAT ABOUT CRUMPETS? DOES ANYBODY WANT CRUMPETS?"

>Gets dragged offscene by the monster of the week
g2g have fun yall

>>45575806
>Keeps sleeping, her face is back to comfyness

>>45575850
No crumpets either. Also I'm filled with fear. The Mechanicus are dumb enough to not turn him off.

>>45575861
>fulfils the role of monster of the week.

>>45575894
>pokes LIX in the shoulder.
Ey lass, you awake? I think I'm tripping or something.

>>45575927
>Slowly wakes up.
>Corrects any traits of her disguise that might have banished whilst sleeping.
>Back to her play.
"Oh hey, 'sis'... did you sleep well?"

>>45575970
Apparently not....I just had the strangest dream, about monsters and hiding.....and someone named 'Sammy'. I don't remember getting high."

>>45576016
>Seems surprised.
Uh... what did you say again?

>>45576070
>>45576016
I think it would be less confusing if you used your characters' real names honestly.

>>45576070
I got chased by a monster.....hid in a closet, then an adult male said....uh....'Sammy? It's ok, daddy made the monster go away', then he stuck a helmet on my head.
>shrugs.
What's the matter?

>>45576080
I do have my character real name in brackets, disguise name before it tho.

>>45576080
My paranoia says that if I do this then eventually the real names will get said and the cover blown, so it won't happen.

>>45576088
Oh, it's cut off in mobile.

>>45576086
Uh... S-sammy... it's been long since I've heard that name...

>humming an old marching tune
>walking through the halls with a breakfast tray in his hands
>"The two of them will enjoy these sandwiches"
>starts heading down the hallway containing the twin Rouge Traders
>arrives at the door to their room.
>Gives a sharp quick knock to the door and waits for them to answer

>>45576217
>brother Hans is standing at the door

>>45576191
You what? Now you're not making sense. What was the monster then?

>>45576217
>>45576237
Who do you reckon that is?

>>45576258
I don't know? Uh Samantha was my name before earning my codename but I don't... remember anything like a mons- Hey wait how did you dream about this?!

>Assembling his men in the cargo hold
Alright people roll call!
>Pvt.Elena Brigss reporting in
>Pvt.Tanya Petroskov reporting in
>Pvt.Ibrahim Jamal reporting in
>Pvt.Michael Decano reporting in
>Cpl.Steve Locker reporting in
>Sgt.Peter Peterson reporting in

Alright, everyones accounted for. Now for your duties Corporal i want you to take the lads on guard detail through levels 3, 2 and here in the cargo bay.

Sergeant i want you to file our weekly squad report.
>You didn't write any squad support sir
Exactly!
>And what would you be doing then?

I was selected to test the potency and quality of the regiments' various stocks of liquid refreshments of the alcoholic nature.
>So your drinking again?
Nay i shall imbibe this procurement's to make sure they are safe for the consumption of the emperors finest.
>Its 6 in the morning you uncorked bottle of piss!
A guardsmen should never falter in his duty!
Now go and rendezvous back here by 1200 hours, dismiss!

>>45576258
>outside the door

>Screaming.
>Really loud screaming.
>Really really loud screaming.
I TOAST THERFORE I AM!

>>45576258
>he clears his throat
Room service ma'am. I've brought you and your sister some breakfast.

>>45576276
Erm....I think so? It was just sort of....there, made my head hurt too....

>>45576291
>>45576306
Sergeant! Anything suspicious about the Butler?

>>45576306
Dunno who you are but I will roll with that at the risk of being poisoned by a sandwich
Uhm... T-thank you, just a second.

>To Alice
Should we let him in?

>>45576323
>Hans inspects the butler

>>45576344
See what the guards say Eli, can't be too careful, if some twats tried to off the Governor then nobody is safe.

>>45576349
>he looks like just any other normal butler
>he on the older side, maybe around 50 or so but he still holds himself well
>The only thing about him that would set him apart from any other butler is his white hair and a small pin in the shape of an 82 on his suit jacket

>>45576416
>Hans waves the butler in with a slightly suspicious look, and follows him through the door

>as nothing seems to go on in the safehouse on Beshk, Miranda is just enjoying her hobby of spying on the rest of the troopers. Luckily there are vents in here too.

>Stuttering and going silent.
>The eye observes slowly.
>A deep robotic sigh.
I get it guys, no one wants toast, can you maybe unchain me at least? I don't even have limbs to restrain...

>>45576476
isn't the toaster on mars?

>>45576416
>>45576439
Morning Sergeant and who is this?
>looks at the butler suspiciously, but says nothing.
>"Might be.....it probably is....."

>>45576416
>Eyes the 82 as the buttler comes in.
>"Hum..."
Hello, thank you for the breakfast.

>>45576487
yes
>>45576462
>ignoring her obvious rattly presense the Trooper strums slowly and sings to himself and anybody listening.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2T0vdfT1p

>>45576439
>hurries inside and sets the tray on the table in the room.
Madam Elizabeth, Madam Elina. Your breakfast is served I do hope you enjoy it
>does a quick bow
>turns to Behrend
I'm sorry my lord. I did not expect you to join them and do not have any breakfast for you. If you'd like I can go whip something up for you.

>>45575750
Tuesday already?

>>45575480
Music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDDkCiUhHCc

>Hits the shower while drinking recaf, taste of caf and toothpaste mingling

"Time to go shopping."

>Finishes in the shower, gets dressed in his disguise again & rouses his agents

>Begins checking his weapons as the recaf maker sputters back to life, making sure his loadout is ready for action

"Not a morning person by any means, but this'll do."

>Lets the radio warm up, as the talk radio recounts the local basebrawl game between the Vandarr Vipers and the Kent Kudgels

"Fucking noble worlds, with their shitty feudal teams. The Monovian Minutemen would whup both their asses at Basebrawl or Blood Bowl."

>Hears >>45576462

"Hey, Miranda, there's Recaf! It's pretty good if you add a pinch of cinnamon! Seriously, don't use more than a pinch, I wasn't able to scrounge up all that much."

>>45576551
>obvious!?
>Miranda dangles out of the vet with a bolt pistol in hand when-
>>45576564
Gwah!
>startled, she falls down on the ground
Y-you poisoned it, I k-know...

>>45576592
>noticing the sprawled sniper on the ground the trooper smiles warmly.
are you okay friend?
>offers a hand.

>>45576538
>>45576556
Very well then.....
>stands and heads towards ye old bathroom.
Tuck in if you want Sis, I'm gonna make myself presentable.

>>45576592
>>45576564
>comes out of one of the rooms yawning and pulling on his armor.
He wouldn't poison you. That's not his style.
>turns to him
Can you pour me a cup?

>>45576611
W-we are no friends.
>ignoring the hand, she rolls to the side and stands up
W-what leads you to even think that-
>>45576634
>not fooling me.jpeg

>>45576612
Alright, Eli... don't take too long... a-and... uhm... maybe later you could tell me about that dream of yours?
>Checks the sandwiches. Trying to see if they have something hidden... and what are they made of.

>"82... huh I know I remember something about 82... 82nd?"

>>45576612
Is there anything you'd like me to bring you miss?

>>45576664
>inside the tray there is some assorted breakfast sandwiches, toast, crumpets and the type of tea Elizabeth likes the most.

>>45576592
>>45576634

>pours himself and blackshaw a cup and starts drinking

"More for me then."

>>45576649
>pulling the hand back he looks hurt by the statement.
oh...
>shrugging, he truns away from her and plays another song.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7GeZ3YmONw
>as he plays the trooper remebers the food he had as a boy.
>he rembers the heated bread of old.
>it was good food.
>to-ast, was that what it was called?

>>45576717
>slipping a hand on his shoulders the Ork grunts.
giv us a brew?
>any keen eyed observers will notice Bob now has a monocle to acompany his hatt and kape.

>>45576664
As you wish, you seemed rather interested.

>>45576699
Just anything that Sergeant Behrend and his brothers request, thank you.

>disappears into aforementioned room of baths.

>>45576699
>>45576664
>"All seems fine..."
>"82nd... I can't come up anything my mind with that now aside from the guard's regiment numbers."
>Eyes the breakfast tray.
>"S-should I wait for her to come back or go ahead and start ahead as she said?"
>"I'll just wait..."

>>45576717
You have p-poisoned my c-cup, clearly. W-we are wasting time here...
>>45576718
>keeps following him with her eyes, frowning as if she was confused, or maybe displeased, about something

>>45576738
Yes ma'am.

>>45576753
Is there anything else that you'd like, Miss?

>>45576732

>offers Bob yet another mug

"Perhaps I should settle down and start a coffee bar. No more getting shot at and - Who the hell am I kidding. I'd die of boredom."

>>45576757
"Well, my men are ready if everyone else is. Anyone seen Gary, or did he slip off again?"

>>45576717
>>45576592
>>45576634
>>45576732
>Two gun shots are heard in the street.
>There's gang members fighting each other and one seems to have a gun and shot in a corner of an alleway.
>No civvie outside seems to even care about them and they just keep with their bussiness, they're not even startled at all.

>>45576780
where's Jackson? He's with the strike team right?

>>45576649
If that's how you feel. More for me.
apparently I was just banned and it expired last year

>>45576780
All is fine, thank you, mister... uhm...

>>45576802

"Not our problem, and not a good idea to go loud so close to our safehouse. Let the scumbags waste each other and then we can head out to work."

>>45576800
>taking the mug in his hand the Ork simply places it in his mouth and starts chewing.
>>45576802
>glancing up at the sounds of gunshot he rolls his eys.
eryday it's somfinn

>>45576818
Welcome to the hell that is mobileposting.

>>45576800
>>45576818
>miranda rolls her eyes- but only when no one can see her
>>45576802
>people are killing themselves and I am stuck inside here...

>>45576834
What are we doing exactly?

>>45576868
>smiles at her again, he doesn't look as thou her comment phased him too much.
you want to get in the action don't you?
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ejvcd-JeVCQ

>>45576802
>With that done, the surviving gang member takes the money from the corpse and runs as a squad of arbites arrives to the zone.

>>45576821
>Alice returns as she's pulling her jacket on and messes with her hair.
What's the deal then? We aren't gonna die are we?

>>45576834
Agreed. Sad we can't help.

>>45576884
Artbites showed up quick.

>>45576821
Gregory. If you need anything just call the office of the Head Butler and he'll send someone to help.

>>45576883
>stares at her own feet
W-what if. That's our j-job isn't it...? I w-went all the way to c-capturing a cultist only f-for it to explode. This hunt is n-not going anywhere...

>>45576880

A handful of us are being covert and engaging in skullduggery

>>45576884

>Watches security monitor

"Ok, something is definitely up with the local Arbites. Usually it's just local enforcers who respond to this kind of crap, and not even Arbites would get there this fast. They might have some suspicion we're in the area. We have any exits besides the door?"

>>45576884
>>45576907

>"Remember when they used to put up a fight rather than running away?"
Shit I miss those days.
>"Me too. Since the Vandarrs took this alleway for their bussiness all the scum we find hides as quick as they hear a siren."
"Why are we even assigned to this place? There's just a cantina in here, nothing really useful to protect at all."
>"Hey the Captain loves that cantina, he uses to go there every Friday."
"No shit really? It smells like piss in there!"
>"They clean it up every Friday"
"Smart Bastards."

>>45576914
>smiling again he strums a slow tune.
>shuffling closer he clears his throat.
there's more to life than war you know, you ever stop to look at the world you're blowing up?

>>45576914
Then let's kick it up a notch.
>walks over to a map of the city.
There's a market not far away that some of my undercover men spotted those cultists at. We can start searching there.

>>45576942
A few passages that lead to a tunnel network for emergencies.

>>45576908
Understood, thank you.

>>45576964

"You do that, I'm going to hit up the Kent Info Brokers, see what they have on the Vandarrs or Amelia."

>>45576947
No.
>says it in a rather lighthearted, almost happy way.
Unless t-the explosion is very cool.
>>45576964
R-really? C-can we go now? Can we?

>>45576905
So. What are our plans today, Eli?

>>45576983
Alright. I'll search the market.

>>45577006
Yes. Just double check your gear.

>>45576971
>he bows and while doing so he mouths the words "under the tray" to you
>he quickly turns to the door and takes his leave.

>>45577031
I am as r-ready as I could b-be mylord.
>the last time she said so she was going around topless, mind you.

>>45577032
>Eyes widen
>"82nd... Helios... Jackson..."
>Takes the food out of the tray and carefully puts it onto the table, then turns the tray around.

>>45577030
Probably talk about that dream for 10 minutes or so and then visit House Kent?
Why are you so spooked about that anyway?

>>45577006
>with a genuine look of sorrow he turns away.
oh, okay.
>sighing he starts to play to himself, his eyes tearing up slightly.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6SllcxLqNw

>>45577057
>there's a small folded note taped to the bottom.

>>45577066
I... I don't know... It's just... well that's my name and that tale you said gave me a big shiver... I don't remember having dreamt anything about something like that... nor lived anything like that.
>Still checking the Tray
>>45577086
>Takes the note.
Huh. He's got his resources, I'll give him that.

>>45577069
>this makes her a bit confused
>explosions solve a lot of things and are cool too.
Cheer up, w-we have g-got some work to do! P-people to kill if w-we are lucky! I c-can't just wait.

>>45577031

"Alright, boys and girls, remember. Play it cool. When and if it's time for pre-emptive action, I'll say "Party time." There's some easy-assemble drum-fed combat shotguns in the suitcases, and in worst case scenario, you can hit the button on the suitcase and throw it. It will explode hard enough to take out a tank.

>>45577104
>stopping his song sharply his eyes narrow.
If we're lucky?
>slinging the guitar over his shoulder he checks over his shotgun.

>>45576983
Im going to a bar. I'll probably get smashed or get info, pray that i manage both.

>>45577102
Blurry monster......teeth....maybe some....'talons' or 'claws? Running through a house? Hiding in a closet? No.....

How about the guy that called you Sammy? About....this high, same hair and eye colour as you? A Helmet or something?

>>45577125
>the Ork salutes before grinning.
boss? out of kuriositty, 'ow does one go about becomin' a kommysar?

>>45577102
>The note reads
"Made contact with the enemy. Cultists seem to believe she's come to 'liberate' them. She's possibly aligned with one of the houses. Watch yourselves. Found her possible HQ in underhive. Might be just a meeting location. Going to check any sororitas convents as well. Stay well. Don't trust the governor."

I'm surprised someone remembered that detail

>>45577147
Uhm that's my father's height and... only family called me Sammy... h-how do you know all this?

>>45577125
One of the stablishments of the Kents where the information broking service is done is hidden at a public underground parking not far from a Cantina owned by the Vandarrs

>>45577197
I did too, but I didn't know whether to mention it or not.

>>45577135
Well it c-could be a b-boring failure in w-which we d-don't learn anything nor g-get rid of every c-cultist w-we can find- w-what is wrong with you!? Cultists, legal living targets! It is l-like the all you c-can hit buffet, eheheh!

>>45577197
>Shows note to Alice.

>>45577217
I will return momentarily. My armor requires calibration.

>>45577208
Well he wouldn't drop his cover even if you did. Thoughts was good because at least I know I got my point across.

>>45577211
you imply they had a choice, look at the people here, do you think they could do any better for themselves? I think it's awful that it has come to this but I will do my duty.

>>45577232
A-alright, take care, Mylord.

>>45577125

"Actually, only some are combat shotguns. Others are heavy stubbers, lasguns, etc. One's actually a grenade launcher. Different makes and models to make it look good."

>>45577138

"Actually, there's a Vandarr bar nearby where we're going. Watch yourself - Vandarr is my primary suspect."

>>45577154

"Usually, when a baby umie loses it's parents, it gits set to the skola pro- pro- eh fuck it, this doesn't translate well into Orkish."

"The children of loyal imperial servants whose parents die in battle get sent to the Schola Progenitum, where they learn how to fulfill a number of roles in the Imperium, one of which is Commisar. Or if three Commisars write you a recommendation, which is how Verasii made Commisar"

>>45577207
Had a 'dream' or....something about it, I'm as confused as you are but that's what I saw.

>>45577217
Well this just got complicated quickly, seems our work here will have to be more extensive than we thought, still shouldn't be -too- bad....

>>45577232
Very well Sergeant, take care.

>>45577211
>>45577154
>>45577135
Who are you all going with? Me or Duke?

>>45577237
TBF Aliceanon is the one who made me remember Jackson's number, I just remembered he was Helios Airborne

>>45577242
E-either works, either is f-fine. Whatever gets you t-through the fight...
>>45577258
I await orders, mylord.

>>45577256
royt, 'ow do I get deez Rekomdatunz den? I wanna git me a real fany 'att
>>45577258
kan I go wiff you?

>>45577242

"That gives me an Idea. If we can assemble proof of what Amelia is and show her cultists, what do you think will happen? Just a possibility for later strategizing once we get the info we need."

>>45577269
>nodding he sighs.
>>45577258
I'll go with Duke sir.

>>45577257
R-right, our priority is to find Amelia... then seek for any corruption the houses may have... S-should I change myself to visit my family? I mean go back to the ship and... be "me"

>>45577256
Alright 'Duke' i'll just go and get some things. Any more info in this Vandarr fellow?

>>45577269
Whoever goes with me I want to be undercover. I'll go out with a fireteam and look like I'm shopping for the Rouge Trader. The rest of you will be acting as eyes and ears for whoever springs the alarm or tries to ambush.

>>45577306
She obviously is in their minds so I don't know how that will work.

>>45577338
It's Rogue trader, not Rouge, man...

>>45577323
Sounds like a good idea, we can catch a ride with one of Tray's vehicles I hope.
Shall we?
>gestures to the door.

>>45577243
>Behrend retires to his quarters
>He begins removing his armor for calibration

>>45577338
I can set up a busker in order to justify being in the same spot?

>>45577338
I w-will follow then. W-with some l-luck I am g-going to get some new t-trophies...
>>45577317
... w-wait aren't you comign with us?

>>45577381
>Smiles.
Yes... thank you.
>Follows

Anyone has any motto or common sayings type of stuff for the penal legions? Stuff like.. I dont know
>die for the Emperor, or die trying!
>Emperor make me dead before you make me old!
>glory to the first man to die!
>baneblade is my spirit animal!
>we bring the Emperor's light! with our flashlights!

>>45577299

"It's a umie-only position. But there's plenty of ways to get fancy hats. I won a commisar hat on a bet once."

>>45577336
"Yeah, the Vandarr matriarch owns the Arbites and they've been hot on our heels the whole time, so when I say we need to move, that means now. I could shut down their enforcer backup, but I'd be tipping my hand to Amelia, which I don't want to do until it's too late."

>>45577338
"Shit, I forgot she's a Beta class."

>Puts the synthskin back on his arms, remembering Rogan's charm and the Necron pylon pendant for when they will become necessary. He then applies the scar and faux-blemishes to his face

"Blonde hairdye is still fresh. Time to go."

>Greely and co move out through the secret exit, not coming up until they get close to the Kent info brokers

>>45577415
wot you sayin? you insinuatin dat I ain't a ummie coz I get offendead at dat, check your privlige.

>>45577385
If you'd like to yes. But aren't you going with Duke?

>>45577388
You can find a perch and overwatch from there. Alert us to any threats

>>45577415
We could always kidnap or kill the captain. We do have a sniper right here.

>>45577391
>Does Rogue Tradery things.
>Acquires herself and LIX a transport.
>soon arrive back at the ship.
>climbs out and busies herself with 'Central'.
Best go change clothes and change yourself, I might be a while.

>>45577407
I mostly dabble in not Penal
Troops, but all of those work but the last desu.

>the sound of gunfire fills the air of the small classroom. Ron Laroque, Acolyte-in-training, sits behind a fortress made of desks and chairs. Taking a swig from his hip flask, he peeks over the battlements and sees 8 Sisters of Battle furiously assaulting his position, and his Commissar "handler" pleading with them to stop.
Emperor's TEETH, if they weren't trying to kill me I would be so arou- wait no I'm good anyways.

>>45577461
>Goes back to her quarters.
>Changes herself.
>Half-Opens the door.
Psst. Alice... I need your opinion on something.

>>45577459
I could go where I'm needed, it would make full use of my talents.

>>45577459
It w-will be done. C-can I also shot down every threat as well?
>>45577500
>>45577388

>>45577415
>There's a bald man leaning against the entryway of the parking the bussiness is hidden on.
>He's fully armored, darkblue, armed with a stub shotgun.
>He looks like he has a face of not having many friends

>>45577500
Alright, let's get going.
>5 high profile men form up with him

>>45577514
After you radio it in and I ok it. It's not a shooting gallery just some info gathering.

>>45577494
>Alice walks over with a datapad.
Mhm? What's the matter lass?
>sticks her head in the door.

>>45577552
I'll gather as much as I can.
>smiling to himself the man walks a few meters behind the group, looking for a spot to start his trade.

>>45577561
>She's wearing a black, short dress and a set of heels.
D-does this look good for visitting my family for the first time...?

>>45577552
>mutters something and slips away
>>45577580
G-good luck...
>she then vanishes in the shadows of an alley.

>>45577582
It looks.....perfect.
>"Uniform and a chestplate would have been better, but...."

>>45577552
>heads off into the thick of the crowd looking at what all the vendors are selling.

>>45577382
>Behrend wears a white tank top and grey sweat pants
>He begins the calibration process

>>45577626
G-good... I I am too nervous...

[Fair warning everyone I have to leave in an hour, will be back from there in an hour too.../spoiler]

>>45577603
>nodding to her he slips into the mainstreet.
>finding a spot to set up he starts to play.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oJ25rfGCDjk

>>45577527

>Flashes his lapel pin, favored by arms dealers, and approaches.

"Do you know the way to East Riding?" (Underworld slang meaning "I'm looking to buy what you sell")

>>45577527
We'd like to see the bossman.

>>45577638
>A muffled voice seems to come in through.
Hello Sergeant...

>>45577652
Shall we go then?

>>45577693
Who speaks?

>>45577669
That's really upbeat. I love it.

>>45577629
>Continues making his way through the crowd looking for anything suspicious.

>>45577683
>A closer look of him also reveals that his skin is pale, almost blueish, looks like a common sympton of growing up in these underhives though.

We've got some nice knowledge in East Riding's library.

>>45577686
Dunno what you're talking about lad, I'm just this parking's security officer.
>His head tilts to point a squad of arbites on the other corner of the street, they're detaining someone.

>>45577669
>ahw he is not looking at me anymore.
>I should strike now... though maybe not... uhm.
>>45577629
>no heresy here, just vendors
>>45577753
>though there seems to be a spot where the crowd is avoiding to walk in the middle of the street

>>45577695
Y-yes!
>She's obviously nervous

>>45577779
>does more Rogue Tradery things.
>Ends up with a Valkyrie.
>helps LIX in and climbs in herself.
>Valk is soon approaching House Kent.

>>45577731
I think we met on the bathrooms back in the Penance. Your Tech Priest was really helpful to repair the Warp Drive...

There's something that needs purging in the underhives, Sergeant some shady illegal gladiatorial bussiness dedicated to chaos... and I have my hands busy right now...

>>45577753
well he's got to make money, why not pick something upbeat
>eyeing up the crowd as he plays the young man changes the song, soon he picks up a small crowd.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQGewHM7w6U

>>45577762
I see...

In that matter it seems i my vehicle has been stolen, can you point me to your superior?

>>45577806
>Hold's Alice's hand.
W-while we're there... call me Sam, Sammy, Samantha or whathever... I-I don't want them to know I'm an assassin...

>>45577829
You're Samantha, I'm Elizabeth, that'll work.
>I would presume the Valkyrie manages to land unmolested.

>>45577827
>Points at the entrance.
Lowest floor, Right door next to the "Do your part" poster.

>>45577808
Who is this? How do you know about these heretics?

>>45577770
>two of the guards whisper together. "10 thrones says it's a corpse" "pish, I vote bomb."

>Starts leading his men over to it.

>>45577829
rember backup is just an "Oh Shit!" away

>>45577762

"Perhaps we should come in from the cold? Do you have any Chamoille?"

>Trans: "Can we come in? This is the Info-brokers, correct?"

>Greely hands the doorman a 100-throne coin, pure sterling silver.

>>45577827
>Looks at Johan, somewhat annoyed.

"Can it, Lips."

>>45577855
>Two men approach the vessel, accompained by a rather older one under a set of robes and wait for its access ramp to go down.

>>45577864
Much obliged.
>carries on

>>45577893
>As the ramp drops Alice eyes the trio for any abnormalities.

>>45577884
Chill, i got this.

>>45577873
I have eyes everywhere sergeant, look at your window.
>There's a servoskull painted black on the left half and white on the right half.
I can see anything... and I can feel the heresy...

>>45577884
>Opens up the way
Don't make any trouble in there...

>>45577880
>it is... nothing. Absolutely nothing other than a black-ish stain on the ground that everyone seems to be careful not to touch.

>>45577920
>Behrend seems to think for a moment
Very well. I will root out this heresy.
>He goes to pick up a bolter

>>45577911
>The two guards are wearing full armor and helmet, completely hiding any features, the robbed man is wearing a hood, but he's rather pale.

>He makes a step forward
Greetings. Rogue Trader we were told your vessel had landed into the planet a day ago, we started to wonder if you would come in.

>>45577914

>Looks at Johan as >>45577936

"That just happened. Come on, Lips. Or go hit the bar over there."

>Greely and his assembled party move in to meet with the dealer.

>>45577957
Im coming with. Things might get interesting.

>>45577945
Without your armor, Sergeant? These gladiatorial pits are aligned to the blood god, that without counting the other dangers the underhive might have... it might not be wise.

>stepping up onto a small soapbox he starts to play louder than before.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHj5T1ZIsbo&spfreload=1

>>45577956
The Governor was gracious enough to host us for the night. There's something to be said for the feel of stable 'ground' underneath your feet. My apologies.

>>45577980
The armor of an astartes is a tell-tale sign that they have been found out. I will go undercover and destroy their leadership before they go to ground.

>>45577957
>Is at the phone.
No, mylord, we didn't manage to get his location Vandarr's Arbites don't seem to know anything about him. No, y-yes sire... We will try harder, we will find him, sire.

>>45577938
>holds out his hand as the two guards drop the bet money in it.
Well keep looking.
>goes to ask the nearest shopkeep about that stain

>comms Miranda
"see any cultists?"

>>45577993
Understandable, mylady. We are grateful you decided to come visit us.
>Notices LIX on the background.
>Seems absent for a second.

>>45578010
As you wish, do not fail, sergeant I don't want to make my pressence known to the cults before I know I can ensure they don't escape... and this job requires to blow up any cover...
>Comm is cut but the servoskull is following you.

>>45578041
>Behrend's squad touches down in their land speeder storm nearby

>>45578021
"No suspects this way my- wait..."
>screams are heard all over the street
"Mylord! Hurry, back f-from the direction w-we came, there's something-"
>you can't here the rest as a pillar of red light lights up in the middle of the street, not far from your position

>>45578041
>Alice looks back towards LIX and gestures her forward.

>>45578070
Comrades.

>>45578066
>Behrend searches for a way into the underhive
> after a few minutes of searching, he discovers an open manhole and clambers down

>>45578097
>She takes a few steps and acknowledges the Hooded man directly
H-hello Willson... it's been a long time...

>>45578015
Good day, may we disturb you?

>>45578076
Shit.
>starts moving to the pillar, weapons at the ready.
>one of the guards pipes up "my money is on korn flakes"

>>45578076
>stops playing and looks on in shock
what in the name of the Emprah?

>>45578110
There's a lot of footsteps some in solid ground, others splashing against the water, all coming from every possible way.

>>45578015
fug

>Waits patiently for the man to finish on the phone, lightly smacks >>45578117 when he interrupts

>>45578139
I meant bolt pistol before.
>Behrend lifts his bolt pistol and revs his chainsword

>>45578125
>most of the people are running away from the light, making it difficult for you to proceed. Eventually you reach its origin: there stands a man dressed poorly, with a large chaos star painted on the forehead: the light is coming out of his mouth, pointed upward. You see a bullet penetrating its leg, probably shot by Miranda, but this does not move him the slightest.

>>45578117
>>45578142

I'm afraid we have two new clients, mylord. Y-yes I'll find them... have a nice day sire...
>Hangs the phone.
>Scratches forehead.
Hello there gentlemen...
>He's a tall man, around mid-30s, long haired, also pale and bluish skin, wearing a fancy suit.

How could I help you?

>>45578142
Come on, im putting on a show here.
Im taking advantage heightened social skills while im not sober.

>>45578116
>The Robbed man seems amused before he kneels down.

M-MYLADY!

We thought you dead!

LIX feels increidibly awkward to this.

>>45578178

"Well, y'see, friend, there's a young lady my associates and I are trying ta track down. We understand she might have use of our particular expertise."

>Pulls out a holo-pict of Amelia

"You know anything about this dame?"

>>45578174
stay calm lads, there's a very good chance that if he's got a bomb it won't actually work.

>>45578201
Last Bit was meant to be a greentext

>>45578117
>>45578142
>>45578162
Leaving for my job in 20 min guys... I can't GM this much longer...

>>45578178
We were told that you deal in marketing things that may advance ones awareness of his surroundings and those that inhibits it.

My boss here >>45578142 would like to do a transaction if you'll agree.

>>45578201
Well then, that got interesting real quickly.....
>still looking for any unmasked Kent members.

>>45577981
I enjoy your music choices

>>45578174
Yeah, I'm not releasing a daemon today.
>pulls out a null grenade and primes it.
I ask you to stop, please. You're making a ruckus.

>>45578209
Hm... maybe we have... and we'll find her if we haven't... of course our services aren't free...

>>45578232
>the man turns toward you, making only a low guttural sound as blood flows out of his mouth and on the ground, staining the street just like the other patch that you just saw

>>45578229
>LIX is feeling awkward as fuck.
>Looks at Alice for guidence.
>The other guards are also kneeled down and wearing full armor.
>There are hooded figures far back in the garden.

>>45578251

"We'd appreciate if you could keep our inquiries real discrete-like. We could show our gratitude beyond the agreed price if this works out. We don't need her to find out we're looking for her - she's a flighty bird. We need to know her location and just how many stooges she has."

>>45578232
thank ya kindly
>>45578264
do you want to talk about it?
>stepping closer he smiles warmly
you don't need to do this you know, you don't need to do any of this.

>>45578276
>'Eliza' pulls LIX closer and throws an arm around her shoulders.
>politely waits for an opportunity to speak.

>>45578264
Stop! You violated the law! Pay the court a fine or serve your sentence!
>Activates the null grenade and prepares to blast him

>>45578286
That can be arranged, the streets of beshk are tricky and dangerous, one gets lost easily, but not from us. We have the best trackers in the area and the most discrete ones too.
>A man comes in, also bald, and with a strange apparatus on his back.
>The information broker's hand gestures towards him.
Our trackers are all psykers, trained on the path of divination and telepathy as the late lord Kent instructed us. Nothing escapes from our sight, nothing ever sees us because we're not even there.

>>45578334
>>45578291
>whispers fill your mind as the light intesifies. The man drops on his knees, his stomach being torn open by something on the inside...
>another bullet hits him on the shoulder, spraying blood everyone, but he hardly seems to notice

>>45578323
>LIX feels better after that.
R-raise up, please...
>The men raise from the ground without questioning
I... I want to introduce you to Eliza... she's uhm... she's my partner...
>Waits for "Eli" to talk

>>45578339

fuckfuckfuck

"She's got an exceptionally powerful Psyker in her employ trained in those same arts. Might be a better idea to use more conventional methods."

>>45578375
>stepping forward, the trooper hugs the man.
there there.
>patting him on the back he tussles his hair.
don't worry pal, everything is going to be okay.

>>45578375
Fuck it! Blast him!
>The five men open up with hellguns as Blackshaw fires a bolt pistol

"Miranda you're clear to engage targets as you see fit."

Leaving in 10 minutes everyone, will continue GMing your experience around Beshk afterwards... sorry for this. Amelianon is still able to RP all things based to Amelia tho.

In that case we dispose of a "special individual"... able to do the role the traditional way and indetectable to the ways of the warp... but the fee grows much much higher when employing his services...

>>45578451

"That'll do. What's the cost?"

>>45578394
Elizabeth Wellesley, I'm honoured.
>bows

>>45578474
It rises from the usual two thousand thrones to four thousand, plus another thousand to pay transportation.

>>45578403
>>45578436
>since Mot is hugging him, firing becomes a dire proposition. Indeed, Miranda's third bullet straight up passes through both the cultists' and Mot's chests Roll me something not to hit the trooper, Jackson.

>>45578476
The honor is all ours, mylady.
>The hodded man bows respecfully, so do the troopers behind him.
If you follow us, ladies, we'll bring you in and accommodate your stay until the lord becomes avaliable.


Alright gotta have to leave it here until an hour later, gotta go guys, don't get into much trouble... and sorry again for this.

>>45578540
Very well.
>follows along.

>>45578498

"Half up front, half once we receive the intel. An extra 500 for you personally if this works out."

Rolled 1, 12, 8, 12, 2, 8 = 43 (6d20)

>>45578500
Death hugs don't exist
First is bolt pistol

>>45578587
... ehw.
I mean.
That is pretty lethal.

>>45578587
>screaming in pain the Trooper pulls away from the cultist.
>dragging himself further away he laughs
shit.

>>45578162
>the last cultist falls to Behrend's blade
>his bolt pistol lies I the ground, discarded upon running out of ammunition
>with a look of fury, he continues into the sewer

>>45578619
guess I'll need to think of Mots last song

>>45578619
>>45578587
Shit

>>45578623
Nooo!! I liked this one!
>hits comms
Get a Medicaid team here, now!
>starts applying proper first aid while dragging him away.
>the men keep firing at the cultist

>>45578712
>the cultist goes down in an hail of fire, light bursting out of his chest and blinding everyone for a second. Then what's left of his body slumps lifeless on the street.

>>45578672
I am not a fan of killing other players, even those who do hug cultists. Your choice really, if he survives or not.

>>45578712
>waving at the those pulling him away he smiles.
>blood dribbles down onto his chin.
I liked you too.
>pushing away the mediteam he climbs slowly to his feet.
>dragging himself to his batterd guitar he picks it up.
>slumping back down to the ground he laughs again, smiling at Miranda.
>Mot Navier plays possibly his last song.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ieufv3-iVx0

>>45578763
> jumps down of a rooftop and runs toward him, eyes open wide as if she had not shot him in the back a second ago or so
Don't dare die, you...d-didn't you want to hear t-the rest of t-that?!
again, you don't HAVE to have him die, though I suppose you did all of this to... mock what is happening?

I just recieved a last minute warning that the class I had to give today has been cancelled. I am back for the remainder of the night it seems... sorry for the inconvenience.

>>45578552
This way, myladies.
>The servant seems to lead you through a long corridor filled with multiple portraits of the family's lords... and the apparently quick decay of health, possibly caused by age on the few last of them.

>>45578567
I'll need confirmation of that money.

>>45578763
NOOO!!
>starts injecting him with lots of blood.
>it's flowing out just as fast.
Suture arteries first then veins. At least let the oxygen flow through. Keep him alive.

>>45578831

>Opens his briefcase, revealing a series of small sacks filled with 100-throne coins.

"I'm sure we can come to an agreement."

>>45578666
>You hear battle taking place up ahead, swords or other kind of bladed weapon clashing against each other.
>There's also people cheering

>>45578811
>smiling at her he coughs, more blood trickles down.
and I really liked you...
>flipping the guitar over he pulls out his knife.
>on the back of the guitar is a short list of nicknames.
>carving 'Kiwi' at the bottom of the list he slips the knife back in his belt.
I really don't want to die you know...
>grunting as he shifts his weight the trooper gasps at the pain.
I really don't want to die.
>>45578870
if I die, take the guitar will ya? it would mean a lot to me, a lot to them.
>he points at the other names on the guitar.
>closing his eyes the trooper breathes slightly slower and the blood loss slows thanks to the efforts of the medics.

>>45578895
>The man's eyes seem to shine against the money as he picks up the phone.
Osbaldo trae al chico especial tenemos trabajo aquí.
>Hangs up.
We'll get it done, sir. Give us a day to preppare.

>>45578811
I won't kill him but he was shot in the chest at point blank range so it's gonna put the bard out of action for some time

>>45578919
T-then don't soldier.
>miranda seems to be absolutely uneasy in this situation
J-just ... n-no? Uhm... What am I s-supposed to do? I usually WANT people to die! >>45578870
>the cultist meanwhile is dead and staining the whole road with his blood. This is the second time in two days already...

>>45578899
>cautiously approaches the area where the sound is coming from

>>45578919
>>45578983
We gotta move.
>a small quad with a stretcher pulls up. Treat him on the way back hurry to HQ response time is low.
>the men load up Mot and the Medicaid pile on and continue treatment.
>since the square is empty he looks around for any other blood splotches like the other one..

>>45578960
We got more than enough artificial organs to put him back together

>limps back into view, good as new
>almost like he had not been killed off screen in a gristly manner

>>45578984
>There's a circullar room ahead, there are two men fighting to death, almost naked in an arena inside a cage, whilst a lot of people cheers up and demands for blood.