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"We are still sticking to Izrael's plan. However, neither of you will know Zurick's position. I will, being the team lead. This may seem like bad coordination but trust me...its better if the two of you don't know where he is.”

Once again he had been left out of the decision making. The only conversation he’d had with a member of the team was when Ryan asked him to join the exercise, this and the greetings received from the dreadnought and members of the other team made him uneasy about how he fit into the team. He had expected a more inclusion with the veterans, but the plan was becoming more fluid and less stable as the time went on.

At the sound of the buzzer team black moved out, all heading to their designated positions. Dymethus moved forward quickly, keeping low when necessary and using the available cover to keep out of sight. A quick check of lines of sight and he was off again to the next piece of cover, hoping everyone else would be in position at the right time.

‘Am I bait or a valued member of the team?’ he wondered as he arrived in position, briefly considering asking the question over the comms, but deciding against it. On route Ryan had stated that Zurick was in position, where ever that was. A quick appraisal of the location revealed Solaki, but no sign of the other team from here. This was unexpected, he’d expected to at least see some hint of a member of Team Gold, such an opportunity to claim the objective should not be passed up, but, was this an opportunity or a trap waiting to be sprung?

Fortune favours the bold.

Only fools rush in.

Both statements had been proven multiple times throughout the history of the Scythes and the Imperium in general. The plan did not involve the dreadnought, but it had implied greater teamwork than there appeared to be right now. A moment’s turmoil, before the decision, following orders had thus far gained him no glory, praise or respect above the fact he was a Scythe. Being a Scythe didn’t appear to be enough for some members to even acknowledge his presence.

This was an opportunity to take a risk without major consequence, he would likely be berated by some of the veterans whether it worked or not, but if it worked there was the chance of praise and respect. He got up and launched himself into the courtyard heading straight for Solaki.

“Cover me, I’m getting Solaki.” he stated over the comms as he propelled himself forward.

Risking all to activate Solaki, Dymethus knew he was likely diving head first into a trap, as he’d had time to get to this position he knew Team Gold would have had the same chance. He was sure they considered him ‘Bait’ and he would love to see Solaki’s new weapons in action against a real opponent and work with the great armoured behemoth. To finish his move he dove into the cover provided by the dreadnought, dropping his chainsword and sitting with his back to against the dreadnought’s leg, he placed his left hand on Solaki’s foot while keeping the bolt pistol in his right hand ready for any movement.

“Time for you to join the fight, brother.” He said quietly as he leant back against Solaki’s leg.
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**EDIT TO THE UPDATE**

Kain reports his sighting of Izrael to the members of Team Gold.

The rest of the update can be treated the same, but now the three of you dont have to wait for ramo to post just so Kain can officially inform you of Izrael's position. This fact is now known and whatever you would have posted after finding this out you can post now. If multiple posts are needed from some of you thats fine, this is just to help keep things moving along a bit faster. We will surely be running over the two week period now so a few more days wont make much difference now, but we have a new player again so lets get writing so I can get them in!

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Cleomenes barked a laugh.

‘There is little in terms of luxury beyond the Astronomicon, boy,’ He said, a knife-thin smile spreading across his bearded face. ‘In the dark, where thousand-limbed beasts, skin-wearers and heart-eaters lurk, there is only death. Old and cautious I may be - But tired I am not. Do not test my patience, Sergeant Scrious. This Chapter is far too small for personal grievances.’

The Polemarch reached down, grasping the Helm of Cassander, before lowering it down over his head. The heads-up display flickered, optical lenses bathing the world in a gentle teal, data dancing over his eyes. Cleomenes nodded at Raxan, scarlet plume bobbing, and prepared for the claxon.

Several seconds passed - Enough time for Cleomenes to check and recheck his Bolter’s firing mechanisms - Before a siren’s call sounded. The Space Marines burst into action, Sergeant Scrious and Cleomenes arching rightwards, Raxan and Raziel going towards the left. Tactical displays - Heartbeat rates and geographical readings - Filled Cleomenes vision. Of Team Black, there was no sign.

Something felt.. Strange. Out of the ordinary. Unpleasant.

‘Keep alert,’ He voxed, after hitting a wall, Kain slamming into it besides him. ‘I do not like this.’

Sergeant Scrious leaned around the corner, bionic eye whirring, before pulling himself back in, somewhat abruptly.

Cleomenes’ vox-feed clicked. Sergeant Scrious’s voice flooded his ears. Contact. One of Team Black, on a rooftop, across the courtyard.

What to do? Wait, until Team Black made their move on Solaki? Or should he strike, preemptively, and take Solaki?

Cleomenes was up and charging towards Solaki in the next heartbeat.

‘Some fire support, if you would, Raxan,’ He transmitted, with a sly smile. ‘I imagine there’s a crosshair on my head by now - Keep an eye open for muzzle flashes, brother.’

Solaki loomed now, getting nearer with each thunderous footstep, inactive and unattended-

There!

A glimmer of black, an arm, perhaps a leg. It was the youth, Dymethus, crouched behind Solaki’s massive form.

Centuries of indoctrination and hyper-condition kicked in - Kill.

Cleomenes raised his Bolter.

He squeezed the trigger.

Nyctophobia- Fear of the Dark Angel.

"No one ever spoke about of those two absent brothers. Their separate tragedies had seemed like aberrations. Had they, in fact, been warnings that no one had heeded?"

'Killing a man is like fucking, boy, only instead of giving life you take it. You experience the ecstasy of penetration as your warhead enters the enemy's belly and the shaft follows. You see the whites of his eyes roll inside the sockets of his helmet. You feel his knees give way beneath him and the weight of his faltering flesh draw down the point of your spear. Are you picturing this?'
'Yes, lord.'
'Is your dick hard yet?'
'No, lord.'
''What? You've got your spear in a man's guts and your dog isn't stiff? What are you, a woman?'

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Kain mutely put his helmet over his head as Cleomenes continued to rant at him, not particularly interested in what he had to say. Though he found Cleomenes to be incredibly taxing and annoying he knew that for the sake of at the very least the exercise that he would have to try and get along with him, even if it was a short while. He stayed silent as the two seperate fireteams made their way to the centre where Solakai was.

Kain allowed Cleomenes to be in front, he had planned the manouever with Raxan and knew the attack pattern better than Kain. It would be stupid and arrogant for Kain to try and assert his authority over the older marine, he knew that Cleomenes wouldn't listen to him at any rate. They moved quickly but cautiously to the centre, Kain reckoned that Zurick and Ryan were most likely cooking something nasty up for the marines, something they were very good at doing.

He kept pace as Cleomenes slammed into the wall of a small building, following suit before wordlessly looking around the corner. He had an advantage here over most marines, whilst their eyesight was excellent, and augmented by their helmets due to his bionic eye, and as such he looked around the corner.

He scanned the area carefully but quickly, eye drawn upwards as he saw a flash of gold and black. It was unmistakably a marine, definatly on the opposing team though he wasn't sure which one. He slammed back into cover quickly, hoping that he hadn't been spotted. If he hadn't then the team had a distinct advantage over the others, though if he had the person would inevitably readjust their position and move away. A conundrum.

He turned to Cleomenes and opened a vox to the rest of the squad, "One contact up high, definately a member of team black." Cleomenes barely waited a second before leaping out of cover and charging towards Solakai, Kain registering this quickly and leaping behind him.

He ran after Cleomenes, bolt pistol held high ready to fire and chainsaw held in a low defensive position. He needed to support Cleomenes and he held the chainsaw out of the pair so needed to be the one that got up close. Whilst it would have made more sense for Cleomenes to stay back and cover Kain knew that they were making a break for Solakai to ensure that the others couldn't do whatever they were planning on doing.

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Solaki, Kain, Cleomenes, Raxan, Raziel, Izrael, Dymethus:

The hammer never strikes, and thus the anvil lay undisturbed.

As they often do with the Astartes, the battle unfolds in seconds.

In his glorious armor, Cleomenes advanced, bolter raising in his arms with perfect form. Stock square at his shoulder, sights lined to his eye drawing a bead on the limbs showing behind the dreadnought's statuesque leg. His upper body was motionless, but his legs still strode forward with haste.

He was the first to open fire, black ink exploding over Solaki's mechanical shins.

Dymethus made his second brave move. He rose only slightly from behind his cover, raising his bolt pistol to return shots.

The pistol fired, but the round went high into the air as his head was knocked backward by the force of the pseudo rounds pummeling into it.

As the non-Sothan lay on his back behind the dreadnought, black ink covering his armor's upper features, the Veteran Sergeant's voice rang out, "Dymethus is dead. Solaki is still offline.

Izrael with his back against the wall, a giant beside the large open window, heard the shots ring out and sure enough Ryan's voice was instantly in his ear, "Fire on the Sergeant, now.

His long blonde hair flew in the air with the speed in which he turned, shouldering the windows edge. His eyes spotted the chainsword wielding Sergeant advancing behind Cleomenes instantly and his bolter sang its song.

Sergeant Scrious and the plume helmed traveler went down in precisely the same manner, rounds flying through the ring of pillars from two angles, sending ink splashing into the pillars, the ground around them and of course most notably the gold sections of their armor.

"Cleomenes and Kain have fallen," came the voice of fate once more.

Raxan's cover fire never came. He had moved forward toward the courtyard, the barrel of his weapon raised up to the window Izrael appeared in as Raziel moved into the building to their left to begin flanking. The signal to pull the trigger had just left his brain when something struck the side of his bolter, knocking it clean out of his grip. He glanced at the ground and saw a chainsword by his bolter.

The long-standing warrior roared and brought his right hand up in a fist to strike at what was surely coming. An opposing black gauntlet, its owner silent, caught his fist mid-swing. The ring of pain in his elbow barely registered as his faceplate was struck, and a knee flew into his gut making his nerves unsure of where to focus.

One strong arm wrapped around Raxan's collar bone and throat. A bolt pistol was raised over his shoulder.

Zurick bellowed a single word, "Raziel!"

Raziel turned at the doorway he had just entered at the top of a small set of stairs and received three rounds to the chest and head, black ink bursting out of the pseudo shells. He turned to see Zurick behind Raxan using his body as cover in a hostage position. Raziel had spent years in the deathwatch infiltrating an Ork empire (Jackinator's words), and had done so successfully.

In some degree of disbelief he remained still, standing at the doorway with the thick ink rolling down the crevices of his armor and watched through blotched eye lenses as Zurick turned his bolt pistol to the side of Raxan's helm and fired.

"Team Gold has been defeated."

Everyone exits the city block and the room comes back to life as the gears beneath the floor begin turning again, and the structures sink back into the flooring.

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All eight Scythes of the Emperor walked silently past another falling world, crumbling to the ground. The New had indeed triumphed where the traditional had fallen fast. Perhaps an indication of the times, or more so than any of the Scythes might believe anyway, having no idea just how much the galaxy had been changing in the last twenty years while they were struggling for survival and vengeance. It would become apparent to them soon though, as would the truth of Cleomenes's last words to Ryan before coming to this training bay.

Once the city has disappeared Solaki finally moves, coming over to everyone as they re-rack their training weapons. Tobias, still enacting controls for the complex room shouts from his platform, "We should do this again soon, I think."

What does your character say or do?


Vermaas Castus and Spurius:

Castus, walking about the near-empty vessel for his own reasons, was also completely alone in doing so for some time, until the blast doors down the hallway in the direction he was heading open with a hiss. Brother Vermaas walks through. Its been some time since he has spoken to the overly-modest zealot and its odd to run into him on such a random corridor of the ship when most of the chapter has stuck to the hangar, bridge, training bays, or personal chambers for the last two decades.

Vermaas is also surprised to see another marine before him as he walks through the blast doors. Who else would be wandering the ship like this? He quickly see it is Brother Castus, one he has not spoken with in quite some time. A fiery loyal individual who hardly has anyone left to be loyal to, some may say, losing so many squad mates in the past.

Castus, for whatever reason, decides to say little to nothing to Vermaas. But not long after, Vermaas comes across another marine, and one he is a bit more familiar with as of late, brother Spurius.

It is up to you two if your character tries to speak with the other. If you want them to just walk past, what are your character's thoughts?

Multiple posts are of course allowed. I am giving a two to three weeks time frame for this one. I will be more specific when I know I can be.

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"Team Gold has been defeated." Those ominous words rang out across the battlefield and Solaki could scarce believe it. The war-game had lasted only a few minutes. Between his return from in introspective thoughts and Team Gold losing, barely any time had elapsed. He had felt the cold touch of Dymethus on his thigh and had hoped briefly that the youth would be lucky and he would be activated. He would have liked to have participated. However, this was not to be. The moment he had seen Cleomenes and Kain sprint round the corner, he had known Dymethus was doomed. The announcement that the youth had been taken down was no surprise. What was, was the bolt shells that erupted with sudden ferocity and taken the sergeant and Cleomenes out of the war game. Solaki had assumed that both team would have covering fire, but no help came for the two members of team gold. No swift retribution, nothing. Kain and Cleomenes "died" alone and isolated. Like the rest of their chapter had. Elsewhere, unseen by Solaki, a trio of bolt rounds rang out, and then a final one signalling the end.

That had been it. Team gold had lost and it was four kills for one. Solaki wondered what had happened. As the city-scape dissolved back into the floor, Solaki voxed Tobias. "Sir, can you feed the pic-recording of the battle into my noosphere?" Tobias continued to tap away and did not respond, but the video came. While the landscape dis-assembled itself, Solaki watched the recording. He saw Ryan and Izrael climb up onto the roofs and the almost as soon as he was in position, Izrael climbed down. Pausing the vid and looking from a birds-eye view, Solaki saw where Cleomenes and Kain had been. They had line of sight, and both had seen the other. Izrael had not stuck around to be caught. *Smart kid* Solaki thought to himself. Then he watched what he had already seen happen, but from a variety of different angles. The moment Dymethus had fallen, Izrael and Ryan had gunned down Kain and Cleomenes.

From this vantage point, it looked like Dymethus had been the bait to draw Cleomenes and Kain out, but Solaki couldn't help but wonder if that was all true. Could Ryan and Zurick have banked on Dymethus having been so reckless? Or had it been an order? Either way, Izrael and Ryan had a shot on Kain and Cleomenes before Dymethus had fallen. Why had they not fired sooner? Had Ryan chosen to let Dymethus die because he had been rash and was trying to teach him a lesson? Or was it simply that Dymethus had tried to return fire and if he had not, then no one would have died? There was no way that Solaki could be certain, but the possibility intrigued him. Either way, the plan had worked to deadly effect. Now he had to find the moment where the others had died. He scrolled over the map, looking for where Raziel and Raxan had been.

He quickly found them. They had been just about to enter the courtyard to return fire. They had just seen the shots fly and would have hit probably one or possibly both of Ryan and Izrael. Then Solaki saw what happened. Zurick had appeared from no where and Solaki had to rewind the video to see how had had gotten to the same street. He had been operating independently like the hunter he was to get to where he was. From above, Solaki watched Zurick for Raxan into a body-shield, much like Astelan had made Belial, and fire three shots into the building where Raziel had just entered and then one shot at point blank range into the side of Raxan's head. Is was impressive to say the least. Zurick had taken down two seasoned marines and made them look like initiates. The whole thing looked easy from where Solaki watched. Team Gold had been torn apart with a cunning and efficiency which was distinctively lacking from their own plan.

This was curious, Solaki thought as the last pieces of city-scape folded themselves away and Tobais shouted from his podium. Team Gold had followed Codex patterns, and Team Black had torn it apart. The difference was clear, to Solaki at least. The tyranids had learnt their techniques and torn the chapter apart in a similar manner. Ryan and Zurick had learnt that and adopted a small part of their adversaries. They evolved and did what was necessary to win. Still, a few things could have changed it. If Dymethus had not been rash, Kain and Cleomenes might not have walked into a killing ground. If Cleomenes and Kain had waited a moment longer until Raxan and Raziel were in position to assist before leaping out of cover, things might have gone differently. If Zurick had lost against Raxan. Critically, to Solaki, the difference which was most important between the two teams was the Team Black had eyes on the team mates at all times. Team Gold had split and so only had half the eyes to see with.

One thing that puzzled Solaki was why, even after Cleomenes and Kain had seen Izrael, did they still charge into the courtyard? Did they think that the had to neutralize Dymethus before he had activated Solaki? That would be reasonable, but retrospectively Solaki could say that they should have hugged their cover and taken out Dymethus from behind cover. He wondered if Kain thought about the things which Solaki did, and wondered if he saw the faults in the plan before the fight started, as they happened or only retrospectively. Solaki opened a private channel to Dymethus "The difference between bravery and stupidity is the outcome. Your move was bold and paid off, but in a real fight, you won't be able to walk off a head wound like that. Next time, keep your head down, because if you had your move would have worked how you had hoped." From what he saw, Solaki believed that was true. Assuming that Izrael and Ryan had fired when they did, there was only a matter of seconds between Dymethus falling and Kain and Cleomenes following him. If he had not had tried to return fire, he would have stayed alive and could well have activated Solaki.

He needn't tell Ryan and Zurick they had done well. They would either know or not care and did not need his affirmation. However, Solaki had not spoken to Izrael since Sotha and now seemed like a good time. He opened another private link "Brother, I must commend you on you marksmanship and sensibility in abandoning your position." There was a moment of silence before Solaki said anymore. He would not grovel, but did not wish to have bad-blood between him and another Scythe. "You were right on Sotha. It was right of us to retrieve the flag." Solaki left it at that. He stopped his mechanical voice from saying the doubts in his head about many saw him as unworthy and how at many point Solaki believed that himself. They consolation that Solaki admitted he was wrong he hoped would be enough to show the Scythe that he recognized an error in his actions and they could put it behind them. Thinking of nothing more he could say, he left his words at that and turned his attention to the rest of the group. He might be tempted to talk later about his thoughts on the battle, but having never been a brilliant tactician he was unwilling to launch into the conversation with criticism and potentially make a fool of himself. For now he was content to simply listen and see if anyone saw the same flaws as he had...
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Beneath his helm Raziel's jaw tightened and his teeth ground together. It was a blow to his pride, it was true, but it was another lesson of war and he would take what he could from it, whether he liked it or not. He ejected the unfired magazine from the bolt pistol, it wasn't the first time hed had done that after a mission, but it was the first time he had done so without a kill regardless. He returned the weaponry to the rack and drew his fingers through the thick, glutinous paint, clearing his vision and leaving four stripes down the helmet like some horrific war wound, almost mocking the actual scars beneath.

He checked over the chainsword mechanism, making sure no paint had entered the robust machinery and then, satisfied, returned it to the rack. The basic maintenance and cleaning would be taken care of by the armoury servitors later, it was not his task. He turned, hearing Tobias shouting from his platform "We should do this again soon, I think."

He forced down his pride and looked up at the sergeant on his control podium."Yes, we should, it always does to learn lessons from our brothers."

He only hoped that the victory would not have such an effect on the pride of the victors as to cause a problem, though he would not be surprised if it resulted in a little senseless bickering. It was an interesting risk to take, Kain was young and clearly struggling in his command, Izrael's casual insubordination had been enough for that, to place the two on opposite teams was foolhardy in even the best possible light. What had Tobias been thinking? Perhaps he knew Izrael better than Raziel did though, having taught him as a novice would certainly pave the way for that.

He turned to the victorious black team and swallowed his pride. "Well done brothers."

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For a few seconds it seemed as though he was going to activate Solaki, then he heard the tell tail sound of bolters firing as Kain & Cleomenes entered the courtyard. A few seconds more and he’d be listed as a casualty and not claimed Solaki, had he been left alone without support or was he supposed to stay and be patient. Having no line of sight to members of either team he decided to attempt a quick glance and shot to determine the chances of suppressing the two veterans closing on him.

Upon spotting Cleomenes he unleashed a hurried shot in his direction and received a shot to the face in the same instant, Dymethus was surprised at the force of the impact and knew it had ruined whatever potential his shot had of hitting as he landed back against Solaki’s leg.

"Dymethus is dead. Solaki is still offline." Tobias announced

The Ink splatter on his helmet obscured Dymethus’ view, though he heard the quick succession of shots from that was his covering fire from Izrael & Ryan. Could have done with that a second ago he though as Tobias announced "Cleomenes and Kain have fallen," then "Team Gold has been defeated."

So I was the bait, would have been nice to have been informed of this before we started. Dymethus thought as he cleaned his helmet optics, then rose and made his was way toward the weapon racks to turn his weapons back in. As he checked and replaced the weapons he heard ping of a private channel followed the voice of Solaki. "The difference between bravery and stupidity is the outcome. Your move was bold and paid off, but in a real fight, you won't be able to walk off a head wound like that. Next time, keep your head down, because if you had your move would have worked how you had hoped."

“Thank you venerated brother.” He responded “I believe I was expecting more than I got from this exercise.”
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Kill.

The word rang out through his head once again, an axe-man’s order, as Cleomenes drew his crosshairs up, hurtling onwards. Behind Solaki’s immobile form - Naught but an ostentatious sarcophagus, Cleomenes reminded himself - Dymethus stirred. Ink splashed across Solaki, drawing the younger Marine into action. He brought his Boltpistol to bear - Squeezing the trigger ever-so slightly - And collapsed.

Cleomenes’ rounds struck home, snapping Dymethus’ head backwards, sending the youth into the deck with a crunch. Cleomenes smirked, commending his aim, watching the boy’s black-smeared form stir.

‘Dymethus is dead. Solaki is still offline.’ Sergeant Tobias announced, his voice sonorous over the ship’s communications system.

‘Moving in on Sol-’ Cleomenes began, before something struck him.

He tumbled, Bolter still held reverently, and bounced off of the floor. His vision was black - Foretelling Tobias’s next words - Cleomenes and Sergeant Scrious were both down.

Cleomenes sighed, struck the deck with his palm, and rolled back onto his feet, crouching low. He did not see the next events - Obscured by a building - But sighed when Tobias announced that Team Gold had been defeated. The Polemarch stood, wiping ink from his armour, unbuckling his helm as he did so. The cityscape folded away, clanking and ticking, disappearing section-by-section; leaving the eight Astartes alone, together.

‘We should do this again soon, I think.’ Tobias said, when they regrouped.

Cleomenes laughed bitterly.

‘I would rather wrestle. Ink’s a bad substitute for blood,’ He shook his heard. ‘We were outmaneuvered by the..’ Cleomenes bowed theatrically to Ryan, Zurick, Dymethus and Izrael. ‘Luckier team.’

Nyctophobia- Fear of the Dark Angel.

"No one ever spoke about of those two absent brothers. Their separate tragedies had seemed like aberrations. Had they, in fact, been warnings that no one had heeded?"

'Killing a man is like fucking, boy, only instead of giving life you take it. You experience the ecstasy of penetration as your warhead enters the enemy's belly and the shaft follows. You see the whites of his eyes roll inside the sockets of his helmet. You feel his knees give way beneath him and the weight of his faltering flesh draw down the point of your spear. Are you picturing this?'
'Yes, lord.'
'Is your dick hard yet?'
'No, lord.'
''What? You've got your spear in a man's guts and your dog isn't stiff? What are you, a woman?'
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Brother Vermaas began his trek back up from the bowels of the Heart, his introverted spell coming to an end. The moment had been calming and he knew he'd needed it but now he longed to be amongst his brothers again. The hydraulic doors before him hissed open and the light spilled out to meet him. It was unwelcome. He didn't mind the light itself but to him it somehow seemed to intrude upon him bringing with it the bright and vivid clarity of all the troubles he'd tried to leave behind when he went into the depths of the ship. He continued down the cooridors moving by instinct alone remembering vaguely a time when these very halls contained life.

He passed back a small, almost unnoticable dent in the wall and it brought back a memory. He saw Brother Quillion standing in the hallway his armor freshly polished his green eyes always seeming to stare into everyone's soul but his demeanour very friendly. He remembered the cause of the dent too when he'd been in one of his moments of self-doubt and reclusion and Quillion had slapped him on the back thinking him paying attention to a well intended joke. He wasn't and the wall suffered for it. The thoughts drew a smile though it was bitter. He couldn't remember the joke now, or maybe he'd never known? How many years had he been in such doubt and missed out on the companionship of his brothers. As he continued down the cooridor he idly wondered where Quillion died. Was it on Sotha? Was it during their revenge campaign against the Tyranids? It was sad that he couldn't even remember that.

As he came through one set of hissing doors he noticed another figure at the end of the hallway. Its proportions were definately Astartes. Within a handful of heartbeats he recognized it as Brother Spurius. Their communication over the last few decades had not been what Vermaas would have hoped but duties demanded certain things of them all.

As they closed the gap to one another Vermaas gave a smile, 'Brother Spurius, it is good to see you. You are not with the others in the simulation? I'd have assumed you'd be the first to jump in.'


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