Bruva I am hit!
Join Date: Aug 2010
Location: Colonial Heights, VA
"He who allows the alien to live, shares its crime of existence." -Inquisitor Apollyon
Mikhael was uncomfortable. That was a hard thing for him to admit, given that he had been trained and conditioned in the most hellish of environments, but the relative lack of danger, of the natural hazards that he had been accustomed to, was the very source of his discomfort. He had known Dystopia since his feet first touched the muddy soil, and in the years following his induction, it felt less like a nightmarish Death World and more like home.
It had been many years since the Damocles Crusade, and his hatred of Xenos had not diminished ever since - especially the Tau. It was not simply a desire for vengeance that drove him to such hate; surely, the Stormhunters had lost many brothers to the vicious Kroot and the cunning Tau, but he did not simply desire to avenge their deaths. He hated them, as did his brothers, and that was all. They were so abhorrent to him that he wanted to kill all xenos everywhere, to see everything they had achieved cast down before them by their betters.
Admittedly, Mikhael was not as well-versed in battling the Tyranids as, say, the Ultramarines. Ever since the Damocles Crusade, the Ultramarines and the Stormhunters have had a troubled history. He and many of his brothers blamed the Codex Astartes for the deaths of their brothers; where was Guilliman's answer to Mont'ka and Kauyon? Where was his response to the ambushes of the Tau, with their advanced technology, and the Kroot, with their numbers and their stealth and their ferocity? Mikhael and his brothers responded with disturbing joy when mighty Theridus announced their complete abandonment of the Codex. Relations between the Stormhunters and the Ultramarines had been degrading during the Crusade beforehand, but following the Stormhunters' breaking from the Codex Astartes entirely, they would never be the same.
For that reason, Mikhael bore no love for his Ultramarine companion. Even so, they were fighting Tyranids today, not Tau. Given the Battles of Ultramar and of Tarsis Ultra, he figured that Arminius and the Ultramarines knew more about fighting the Tyranids than the Stormhunters did - for now, anyway. And so, holding his helmet in one arm and his boltgun in the other, he approached Arminius and spoke the unthinkable:
"You are Brother Arminius Furien, correct? The Ultramarines seem to know more of battling the Tyranid than our chapter does at the present. Therefore I am willing to defer to your command; we will likely require your expertise."
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