[color=8dc73f]„It means you’ve got a very nice well developed body and secondary sexual characteristics...” [/color]Medaira tilted her head to the side as she replied to the psyker with innocent look on her face, her eyes clearly staring at Adrianne’s body.[color=8dc73f]” … soft cushioning effect, no?”[/color] She added, still ever so innocently, pointing a finger at the other woman’s chest. Now the question if this was just to annoying her Psyker friend or her thoughts on the matter was probably going to be the subject of many scholarly and philosophical debates in the far future.

 The techpriestess made a happy whistling sound as she looked around, their Celestian Leader Lady currently busy focusing on the psyker friend. Meanwhile her attention was focused on a very specific wall for a good few seconds, calculating the chances of breaking through said wall, using naught but a strong kinetic impact from a semi organic humanoid torso of average proportions and of course a organic body of greater proportions, her eyes sneakily making their way to Adrianne for a moment, before the order to take cover was issued. Medaira hurled herself behind the barrier with Andromedai because the two of them were closest to one another to begin with.

 [color=8dc73f]“Yes it was, Stukov friend! Yes it was!” [/color]Medaira whistled at his denial of the situation. Even she could see the irony in this, it was almost worthy of a passing mark worthy prank! A very good use of timing and irony! Didn’t stop her from providing covering fire along with the Celestian from the hiding place with her own boltgun. Maybe she should have taken a more heavy weapon attachments to her mechadendrites… Yes, next time she’d bring in a plasma gun! Or maybe a more personal solution like a few handmade IEDs would be well worth it. Choices, choices…

 As Stukov and the Psyker friend vanished from real space to place that was not in real space and back to probably real space if the faltering of the heavy bolter fire was anything to go by, Medaira looked at Andromedai.[color=8dc73f]” Leader Lady Andromedai, I’ve been having a ponder. What are the chances this is the only ambushing party that’s descending on us?”[/color] Medaira asked with great curiosity as her servo flew over and she reached into her robes, pulling from inside a frag grenade and with a gleeful expression pulled the pin from it, the servo head flew over, in arm’s reach, it’s visage completely identical to her own down to the short white hair. It’s mouth opened and Medaira neatly secured it into it’s jaws, it’s holding the safety in place with it’s teeth. The pin was pulled, but it wasn’t really activated until it was let go after all. With that, she directed the drone to ever so tactfully gain altitude and be ready to be headed over to any would be ambushers to drop a surprise gift of Imperial Friendship!