The wait had been long, and rather unusual for Sister Helana not used to being so enclosed without the presence of her sisters. The days of interrogation were the easiest for her having full faith in herself. Once in the hab block Sister Helana spent much time in prayer, and looking at her damaged power armor that was completely unusable after a training incident. She had been reduced to a simple carapace armor and it unnerved her to be without what she had earned. Though she knew that her true armor was her faith and that the Emperor Protects. Reading the dataslate over and over as she would then read the briefing over and over as well. 

Upon arriving at the Elevator she stepped up among her new associates, the inquisitor’s retinue seemed rather ragtag to her, but she knew that was not her place to speak upon. She took each of them in looking over each of them in turn. She immediately stopped and stared at Rodrick both eyebrows raising before continuing on to inspect the rest. A grizzled Vostroyan, that was interesting one she usually felt disdain for guardsmen but usually Vostroyans were intelligent and spoke well for their status. She changed her mind about him as soon as he opened his mouth. She looked to the next, a psyker. narrowed her eyes slightly before looking onwards and waiting. When the arbitrator spoke up she gave a slight sneer and spoke aloud. “You speak as a child without respect Arbitrator. While I know that you and yours are the shield that protects the innocent on each planet, you and yours are also the most corrupt easily swayed by Gelt and Power. A more pathetic lot have I never seen. Nor have I seen so many purged.” 

As the Elevator reached it’s destination she would step off and into the Gray dimly lit hallway. She moved in a slow, yet ready way. She slowly drew the hand flamer she had with her the end sparking to life with a small flicker of fire that was used to ignite the promethium inside the weapon should it be fired. She scanned the area ahead and looked to the others for a moment not finding comfort among those she knew so little of. Her teeth grit beneath her lips as she made sure to stay closest to the Missionary out of everyone finding that another with such strong faith as hers was an ally without debate. She spoke soft and low it would be loud enough for the rest to hear, but it wouldn’t travel much farther than that. “Love the Emperor, for he is the salvation of mankind, Obey his words, for he shall lead you into the light of the future.” The hymn had always given her a feeling of strength she could feel her faith almost coursing through her veins.

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Speak
Inspect other Acolytes
Ready Hand Flamer
Recite Hymns 
Intimidate Arbitrator