Catherine grind her teeth, trying to keep herself from going onto a rage rant at the psyker. She felt such anger towards that woman right now, she had not done anything wrong! She had always been following orders until the Imperium had forsaken her and she was left to fate. Now they had the audacity to appear and treat her like she had been a simple pest to be take down.’ Not now…’ Cath repeated in her head over and over to not jump onto the psyker’s neck right there.

 Finally as the psyker left the room, Catherine couldn’t stop herself and rose her left fist in the air, bringing it down to the ground with force. She was breathing heavily and a certain anger could be seen in her eyes, though it shouldn’t be much of a surprise after being treated like that. She finally took a very deep breath, held it for a few second before she exhaled.” Well… at least that final statement from her shows, she’s feeling some inferiority… she still has room to grow… maybe.” She added with a slight smile, slowly standing up from the ground and stretching before leaving the room also.

 It took her a few minutes, but she finally found the only thing she wanted… her Eldar Chainsword. She threw a look at it and noticed a certain little something something added to the handle. The trigger mechanism to activate the chains was locked with a safety device. She sighed in annoyance. They must have added it at some point after she was throw into the infiltration mission. She shrugged, before sheathing it and locking the sheath to her hip in the belt. Locked or not, it was still her one thing she really had all for herself so she was going to carry it.

 Afterwards she quickly made her way over to the drop ship, cringing mentally when she saw the psyker. The guardswoman’s body took a very proud posture as she walked over her own seat.