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The expression on the face of Major Bonham changed slowly as further Guardsmen - or 'recruits' as he had correctly called them - decided to either refrain from grasping a weapon or otherwise flat-out refuse to serve as they should. While he did not doubt that the introduction of an Inquisitorial Stormtroopers corpse had not helped, he had genuinly expected more from these so-called veterans. So much had he expected that his jovial visage melted away like wax even before he began to move toward the body.

"You have questions, and I understand that, and they shall be answered before this day is through. For now, you must listen to me...especially those of you that would not take up arms for your Emperor."

Kneeling next to the corpse, he carefully peeled back the mask, revealing a face beneath that only the mother of a mutant could love; it was deformed, the flesh warped to the bone of the gaunt skull, hairless and greenish in colour.

"Looks can be decieving, and I applaud the morals and enthusiasm of both apparent sides here, but - if you still will no follow me - then allow me to show you this."

From within his own uniform the Major bought a pendant, something akin to the Inquisitorial rosette in fact, fashioned into the shape of the ancient Terran 'omega' turned upside down - the very symbol upon the armour of the Ultramarine astartes.

"This...[b]this[/b] was given to me by an agent of the Lord Commander of the Imperium, by a noble son the God-Emperor himself, glorious Roboute Guilliman. It is not a forgery, a deception, or a lie, for me to say that our [i]organisation[/i] has the full backing of the Primarch behind us.."

Quickly he secreted the emblem once more, sticking his head out of the chamber and into the corridor for a brief moment, the eyes of his faithful Sergeant looking over each of them even as his officer was distracted.

"I shall not force any of the Emperor's faithful to do anything they wish not too, and if your fear of the Inquisition overrides your courage them so be it! No one will be getting executed, you have my word."

Gesturing for those willing to follow him to do so, he slipped from the room with his Sergeant, leaving any that might still wish to remain behind, and heading down a corridor toward sounds of gunfire ahead.