[color=598527]"As long as you aren't keeping a corridor of statues, I won't have any comments to make..."[/color]

[color=a187be]"Some memories are best left buried, Stukov... " [/color]Adrianne muttered quietly, but not without a sly smile as she continued to look ahead; following along for the rest of the tour.

And she was impressed by what she saw. The rest of the safehouse was as ostentatious and as alien as she would have come to expect from it. Just what had driven the otherwise pious sister to desgin it in such a manner eluded the psyker, a fact she could not entirely wrap her head around.

Walking through the hallway of paintings, she found herself gazing each way; taking in the strange, almost bizarre sights.

They lacked the usual majestic splendor that was so common with most gothic paintings, with symbols and geometric patterns that often made no sense; whilst other pictures were more designed to assault the senses with a riot of colors and impressions.

[color=bc8dbf]"What even is this... " [/color]

Adrianne privately thought. 

[color=f49ac2]"I think they look kind of nice. The artists had quite some creative souls."[/color]

A familiar voice sang throughout the back of her head. But Adrianne would not be the only one to hear it. Nearby, Titus would also be able to hear the voice. It would move through his mind like a brief glimpse, touching the edges of his mind like a razor wire coated with narcotic drugs; both revolting and delightful. For a brief moment he was in the presence of some hungering entity; and then it was gone as soon as it had appeared.

Adrianne noticed nothing out of the sorts. She continued the rest of the trip, noting the vast size of the armory. Just how the battle sister was ever going to crew all these weapons and vehicles she did not know. Did they have a contingent of battle sisters assigned as their strike force in case of emergency, perhaps? Either way, Adrianne found herself dragged along with the barely-sane tech priestess shortly afterwards.

[color=8dc73f]" I will make it work~! BETTER~!"[/color]

[color=a187be]"Uhm... I don't need it to be [b]better[/b]. Just to work like normal, okay?"[/color] Adrianne said, raising her fingers in a gesture as if it could somehow calm the ranting tech-priestess. Somehow. She knew the dangers of tampering with plasma weaponry. Whilst this was by all accounts a tech-priest before her; part of the cult mechanicum; she knew it didn't make her immune to mistakes. 
[color=a187be]"Could you like... just make it work, and save any tech-heresy for the rest of the weapons we have in the armory? Pretty please.... ?"[/color]