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6/18/2016 4:57:38 PM
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[i]"At a loss for words?"[/i]
Traliks chuckled heartily, patting the man on the shoulder.
[i]"Don't have to be so formal, you know."[/i]
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/18/2016 5:00:47 PMThe man slowly exhales, his mind racing to just find something to say, eventually finding something, "Ooookaaay then, I mean, it's just that, y'know, you're... You. And that's pretty cool. So yeah." The man chuckles silently.
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[i]"Here. Have this."[/i] He reached into his bottomeless bag, thank Ork magic, and pulled out a bottle of Eldar Wine. He handed it to the marine.
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The man reached behind his back with his left hand, sliding his Chainsword, which he held in his left hand, into the makeshift sheath on his back. He then took the bottle with a greatful nod. "Thank you."
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[i]"Hopefully it'll loosen you up into a conversation!"[/i] He chuckles. [i]"Say, what's your name?"[/i]
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/18/2016 5:14:40 PM"Hopefully!" He chuckles with the Kell, his right hand moving to the chin of his helmet, and lifting it up enough to show his soft pink lips, and his stark jawline. He also opens the bottle of booze with his left hand, and moves it to his lips, taking a deep swig.
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[i]"So, Templar, what's your name?"[/i]
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/18/2016 5:16:54 PMHe raises his right hand, signaling for Traliks to wait for a bit. He then lowered his hand after about half the bottle was empty, and pulled the bottle away from his lips, the helmet sinking back down to cover his face. He then takes a very deep breath, and says, "Aethald. Aethald Shrios."
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[i]"Well then, Aethald, good to meet you!"[/i] He chuckles.
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"Pleasure to meet you, Traliks!" The man grins behind his helmet, finding the Kell's company rather pleasant - though that was not the only reason as to why he grinned. He also remembered his booze back at the General Quarters.
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[i]"I suplose you're not the only imperial on board, are you not?"[/i]
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"No, no, no, no. By far not. I arrived in a drop pod, with a whole squad of Black Templars, but they were wiped out." He pauses for a bit. "But! There is a camp thing nearby. Basically every Imperial on this ship is there."
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[i]"Great. Suppose I should drop by and say hello."[/i]
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"It would certainly boost morale, I bet. Though we won a rather large battle pretty recently, so morale isn't really a problem."
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[i]"Really? Shame I missed it."[/i]
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"Nah, you would have ended it before I even got there, and that wouldn't have been any fun!" He chuckles, the booze starting to kick in.
