"[color=00a651]You sound displeased ma'am, almost like you'd prefer to drench more guardsman in warp spawned blood. Orks won't have much trouble finding sighs like that, they might appreciate the red paint job more too.[/color]"

"[color=a187be]Quite the opposite, actually.[/color]" Adrianne would reply to the krieger's comment about drenching more guardsmen in warp spawned blood.
"[color=a187be]First, it was a freak thing to happen. The warp doesn't literally bleed out into the materium every time I use my powers! And second, the blood is totally harmless on its own. We're going to get filthier fighing these Orks anyway.[/color]"

"[color=00aeef]Let us not have any more incidents with warp spawned blood, that would be ideal.[/color]"

"[color=a187be]Why is everyone going on about the warp spawned blood like it was a big thing? It really wasn't! No one even died! Hfmmh.. [/color]" Adrianne let out another sigh of exasperation as she simply followed along with the rest of the group through the rain covered surface of the forge world. 

Although the rain created an almost serene scene in the otherwise bleak, industrial dystopian landscape of the Adeptus Mechanicus forgeworld, the Psyker was fairly certain that the rain was toxic and acidic enough to the point that any human that spent a long enough time outside unprotected would presumably develop horrible rashes, skin conditions and probably lose their hair, which make Adrainne feel happy she was wearing a fully enclosed bodyglove.

*

"[color=00aeef]Watch your corners and keep your eyes open for anything out of place, I do not want to be ambushed by Orks in here.[/color]" 

"[i][color=a187be]Orks? Ambush?[/color][/i]"

As they stepped into the building, Adrianne had to forcibly withhold a giggle from behind her skeletal mask. The very notion of those greenskinned brutes attempting anything close to what resembled an organized ambush was as ludicrous as the concept of a kind and caring arbites! Orks were loud and noisy, and preferred to make everyone within a radius of multiple kilometers aware of their presence with loud shooting, engine noises and general shouting. She wasn't even sure if she had ever seen an attacking Ork NOT scream out at the top of their lungs, wave their chopper around and fire at full auto when attacking their foe!

The closest thing resembling an 'Ork ambush' usually happened when said Greenskins >accidentally< walked right into an enemy patrol without knowing it.

*

[b]*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*[/b]

"[color=662d91]Stealth was never an option I guess... ![/color]"

Adrianne privately thought as she stood behind the firing line as they just opened fire on the Orks, dropping them immediately! Although the shots would surely mark the beginning of the countdown, as soon every bored greenskin with a gun or a choppa in the nearby vicinity would start moving their way to see if there was any fun to be head.

"[color=a187be]Clear the path to the gun. I can destroy it myself.[/color]" Adrianne said to the rest of the group. 

The Psyker positioned herself next to one of the heavy cathedral like stone pillars, taking some cover and evading sight as she waited for the rest of the party to deal with the enemy chaff. 
Whilst she waited however, there was no secret that the Psyker's eyes were mostly on the Astartes, Nergui.

She was very curious to see what sort of combat antics the Space Marine might come up with. She had heard plenty of stories and seen untold countless propaganda films, but she had never actually seen an Astartes fight live on their side, and was very curious to find out!