[color=00aeef]"I heard that Stukov, mind your tongue such that it does not venture so close to heresy, lest you be found wanting in the eyes of the Emperor and your soul be truly lost to oblivion.”[/color] Aviza’s tone of voice had now turned to a dark and forbidding one with a glare to match. A fire burned behind her eyes that showed she was very serious about her threat. The Adeptus Sororitas crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back into the couch, letting her mind wonder before falling into a deep, peaceful, and relaxing sleep shortly after. Aviza had taught herself how to go to sleep and how to stay asleep through almost any event that could occur. Unfortunately this advantageous talent did not include being able to stay asleep after a Psyker tosses her heavy booted feet on top of your lap in the middle of a peaceful and much needed nap. 

The door being kicked open by Bravo and the shield being dropped on a table did not wake Aviza up. What did wake her up though was the Psyker who had jumped onto the couch, seemingly unaware of the Sister of Battle that was sleeping on the other end of it. Aviza jolted upright violently before glancing around the room, then down at her lap where the Psyker had rested her feet. Reaching onto the side of her armor, Aviza pulled out an extremely sharp looking knife, twirling it between her fingers gracefully. While grabbing onto the end of the sandwich, Aviza took the knife and cleanly cut off a good sized slice of it before placing the knife back into its sheath upon the armor. [color=00aeef]“Thank you for the end of the sandwich Smiles.”[/color] said Aviza with a soft smirk, while gently moving herself off of the couch and resting the Psykers feet back down against it.

Walking away while chewing on the part of the sandwich she had cut free, Aviza made her way into the kitchen, appearing as if she was on a mission to find something to eat. Zhevon was standing in the kitchen with Stukov, [color=00aeef]“Good evening to both of you.”[/color] There was a large assortment of cooking supplies laid out in front of Zhevon very neatly and well organized. It was clear he was prepping to cook something, but what exactly was still up for question. Picking up one of the apples, Aviza tossed it up into the air before letting it fall back down before she would catch it, repeating this as she spoke. [color=00aeef]“You never inquired about my personal rank Inquisitor Zhevon, so I will take the liberty of informing you myself about this information so we may become better acquainted. 

I am Aviza Niskaru, Celestian of the Adepta Sororitas, Ebon Blade.”[/color] With a quick turn on her left foot, Aviza was now facing Stukov. [color=00aeef]“You said earlier that as far as you know, Sisters don’t get to execute the law as they see fit on a planet and that the typical response to apparent law breakers is to call the Arbiters, not barge in myself. With all due respect, you are incorrect, the truth is that any time an Adepta Sororitas moves into an area it instantly becomes their jurisdiction and they have a much higher authority than an Arbiter.”[/color] Aviza would turn her back to Stukov once more before offering to help Zhevon cook. [color=00aeef]“I can assist with whatever you are planning on making. From an educated guess, it’s clearly some sort of dessert, perhaps a pie, cake or another baked good. As a side note, I am wondering what that shield is, it's nothing I have ever seen anyone carry before and seems to give off an aurora of purity.” [/color]

Not waiting for a reply, Aviza pulled out the same knife that she had used only a short while ago to cut off part of the Psykers sandwich, then used it to start peeling apples. The knife cut through the skin of the apples, trimming it off with no trouble at all, leaving a remarkably clean cut apple. Placing the clean cut apples in a bowl, Aviza would repeat this, keeping a close eye on Zhevon at the same time. [color=00aeef]"I have a recommendation for the top of this pie or cake that we are making. It's a coffee cake crumble with brown sugar glaze, will go perfectly with the apples."[/color] Glancing around the room as if looking for something specific, Aviza asked an out of place and rather strange question. [color=00aeef]"I was wondering if you by chance may own a guitar, adding some ambiance seems like it's much needed and would be appreciated here."[/color]