The counters of the Kitchen were bustling with work as the aproximately twenty milimeter tall corrupted Guardswomen watched over their slaves working on different tasks in the name of Slaanesh. Wooden bridges made from cooking twine, toothpicks, and popcicle sticks had been used in their construction, walls made from broken down plastic cups and plates had been situated along the edges to protect from possible enemies, and beasts that seemed to roam the house. Only a day in and things were looking a little less bleak. Commander Ivaela gave a sigh as she tapped ashes from a cigarette held in a long stemmed holder, and looked down at the deep canyons that was the space between the counters, to the tile floor beneath. "So we have entered the land filled with carpet yes? The one with the giant furniture. Very similar to a house hold room." The guardswoman near her nodded at this, and Ivaela turned away. "Send a runner. I want Captain Pissari to report back immediately." 

Captain Pissari's scouting into the large room full of plush furniture, and high carpet had been rather eventless except for the killing of several large insect creatures, and a large rodent mammal. She watched her women climbing up the legs of a coffee table, to clamber atop and begin setting up new defensive positions. "Tell all troops to halt forward movement for now. i want this to be a defensive position. Make camp there." She points to a chair. "There" She points to coffee table. "And there." She points to arm of the couch. "I want patrols interchanging between the three sites across the floor." She purses her lips for a moment as a single guardswoman ran up to her. "Tell the Commander I will return as soon as I have finished setting up fortifications." Behind her the loud thumbing of a Slaaneshi soulgrinder could be heard walking, and the shriekd of a Heldrake as it passed over head. "This is too easy.. Far too easy."