A Blood Angel, wonderful. Haakon's gaze leared around the room, watching his armor and weapons carted away and he left in naught but his bodyglove. His new 'brothers' were an interesting few at least. A blood angels Chaplain, A Space wolf Long fang and... Brother Lakon of the... he didn't say. Well, he supposed it was his turn to introduce himself to his new brothers, regardless of whether he resected any of them, [color=fff200]"Haakon Jerak, I am the First company champion of the Marines Malevolent. I have slain Ork Warbosses, Chaos champions and worse in personal combat, and I now wonder what foes I will face here?"[/color]

Haakon was no fresh marine, he was a Veteran, and he knew the difference between a Veteran and some newly brought up scout when he saw it, and as he turned to each of his new 'brothers' he found something strange. The Chaplain and Space Wolf were like him, battle hardened and tested, fearless angels of death. And Brother Lakon didn't even tell them his chapter. He turned to the marrine, a glare on his face, [color=fff200]"Chaplain, I would be remiss to not ask why Brother Lakon has not revealed his chapter. We are all Deathwatch now, does he hide it from us?[/color], he sneered. He truly did wonder where the Marine hailed from, he didn't look like any particular chapter and Haakon didn't like unknowns.

As badly as he wanted his arms and armor back, he didn't ask about it. He expected the question Hagni had put forward would be answered shortly, so asking again was just a waste of breath.