Gowglakk Bangdakka was only marginally upset about the death of Kaptin Ogmuk Marine-flayer. Ex-Kaptin, rather. Though he to some extent understood why his fellows might be so emotional about it, he deliberately held back on his own emotional outbursts, reasoning that they were best stored up as anger for when he came up against the foe that had killed the beloved Freeboota Kaptin, and also kept in mind that that was simply how it went - strong, clever Orks went up in the hierarchy; weak, stupid Orks got themselves krumped. In this case, Ogmuk had been stupid.

Gowglakk would not make that mistake. As a Big Mek, and a pragmattik one at that, he knew full well that he could easily achieve succession to the status of Kaptin before getting killed. It was just a matter of living long enough to make sure he was bigger than all the other gits trying to take the throne, and krumping any of them who continued to question his legitimacy after that point.

Thus, it was no surprise to him when, whilst working on his latest project, a Grot turned up in his office, flailed a bit of paper around, and screeched "Oi, Big Mek! Youse gots a messij frum Whatzitf-", shortly before receiving a large thrown spanna to the head and getting half-flattened under its weight. Bangdakka did not like being interrupted; however, he figured this had something to do with who would be the next Warboss, and in any case was not foolish enough to dismiss a call from Mugrub Whatzitface himself. He was oddly composed for a Weird, more than enough to hang out with the rest of the boyz, but still capable of anger enough to 'eadbang anybody he didn't like. And it was only pragmattik to want somebody like that allied with you, rather than acting as a potential threat in the future.

Just in case, Gowglakk grabbed one of the shootier Deffguns in his arsenal. He figured a Shokk Attakk Gun wouldn't be that useful without plenty of Snotz around to fire, and a Tellyport Blasta or Mega-Blasta might be too 'splodey for something like a throne room. On the other hand, plenty of dakka never hurt any throne too much... not in his experience, anyway. For appearance's sake, he also slung his Big Choppa and some ser-kit-ree over his shoulder so it all hung across his back, though his Kustom Power Klaw had generally proven to be the more effective weapon in most cases. Maybe it'd come in handy, though. With all that set up, and with a final tightening of a couple of loose bolts on his Iron Gob, Gowglakk made his way to the throne room.

Some twenty minutes and several literally gob-smacked Orks later, he arrived at the doorway into the room, half-expecting it to already be flooded with rioting Nobz. However, it seemed that he was one of the first ones there - other than that one git Oonguh Boonguh. Gowglakk did not like him. Aside from anything else, he had the most un-Orky name the Mek had ever heard; plus he had these weird notions of what the Oddboy disdainfully called "'onna", for instance that any fight ought to be made deliberately fair by giving back the opponent's weapons, or that worthy foes should be krumped quickly for reasons other than getting rid of them as fast as possible. Who had time for stuff like that in a fight? A proper Orky close-range fight, in Gowglakk's eyes, began and ended with a single good hit with something big and heavy, like a Power Klaw.

Speaking of close-range fighting, though, Oonguh was one of the better melee fighters on the ship, and one of the strongest too, as came with being a Goff. Even if his Klaw technically trumped the Choppa, Gowglakk decided it'd be best if he could use his range to his advantage, and so took a position sort-of close to the table, but as far away from Oonguh as he could manage without seeming antsy.

[color=598527]"So where're da uvver Nobz right now, den?"[/color] Gowglakk asked Mugrub casually. [color=598527]"Iv it'z just us in 'ere, dere'z not gunna be much ta tork about, iz dere?"[/color] He held off on explicitly naming the likely reason for his presence in the room, given that this may set off his two present rivals for leadership. And he did consider Mugrub a possible rival, even if he was small enough to cut into bits vertically with his Klaw; physical strength hardly mattered when you could be vaporised from across the room, and he was probably clever enough to rival Gowglakk in that field too, which made him especially tricky.