"Now that... That fucking sucks girl. I got shot in the face to get this puppy and that [i]still[/i] sucks." She chuckled, before offering a further explanation. "About... Three? I think three, maybe two years ago my squad was doing some patrols around a sector that had techheads investigating something. Apparently an old weapon blueprint that would allow them to build some specialist plasma cannons or something. I don't remember the details. What I do remember is that as I was taking my helmet off we got charged by some Orks. One of those fuckers was spraying bullets everywhere and one of [i]those[/i] bullets punched through my helmet and straight into my eye socket. Medic said that the helmet had stopped it from just punching through my skull. I killed the Ork that did it. Got the honour of bearing the regimental banner as well, which meant a bit more pay my way. Oh, and upholding the 'honour' of the Cadian 132nd. Whatever's left of that tattered thing." She scowled the last bit before her face lightened up.

"You look hungry. Here;" she raised one of her hand, grease dripping down it, and offered her one of the hunks of crimson meat she had cut from the squig. "Also, you look sober. Not criticising that, there are some that don't like the taste of, but it's awfully hard to enjoy a post-battle party without a bit of buzz." she paused a second, her eyebrows creased, before continuing. "Wait a minute, that means I am criticising you not drinking. Sorry about that..." She shook her head, before indicating to the meat with the same appendage. "Tastes like chicken, mixed with a side of algae. The Valhllans love it because it tastes like a slightly more [b]flavourful version of the shit that you eat, isn't that right [i]Aleksander?![/i][/b]" She turned her head as she shouted this, eyes searching for the man in question. [b]"Iskander's dead, burna got him. Cunt."[/b] Came the reply, and she deflated a bit as she turned back to face the girl.

"Damn. I actually liked that guy. Could drink most Cadians under the table, and unlike most of those frozen-balled bastards, he could take a joke as well. Veteran too, couple of years behind him." She pulled out a match from a pocket and struck it against her trousers, before bringing the flame up to her lho-stick, sending puffs of smoke up into the air. She looked up into the sky, watching as the stars twinkled above them, before glancing back down at the girl. "So, you still haven't told me where you came from. What planet I mean. In case the grey threw you off, I [i]am[/i] actually Cadian. Some of us don't wear the khaki, although by looking at the world you wouldn't know it."