Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30715799-20191010023323

Hen stood for a moment, watching the Psyker walk away. His finger wrapped around the trigger of his gun. He released a breath and began to walk toward the Chimera, stopping at the hatch. He'd hope on after everyone else.

'Great, another one of those and the Scions will probably try something. Shit, even if it went well they might.", Hen thought.

As he stood, the agent considered what the Astartes had said. There was a lot of valuable information there, much to mull over. Marine against Marine, he had read about it, but never seen it. It would be something to see if he makes it, Emperor willing. He couldn't fathom why Astartes would be divided across such lines, but Hen remembers twisting the head off a Janissarie for questioning his number of daily prayers. The good old days, when all this was as simple as pulling the trigger. At least the Librarian had enjoyed the conversation. They didn't always.