@rush99999 Sorry for the delay, s wedding for this weekend dropped into my la with very little notice so it's been a mad couple of days.
Wedding are dicks like that.
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Wedding are dicks like that.
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It was more a quip about him being anxious to get out. Not out of fear, but more so out of excitement. Best way to think about space wolves is space vikings, and so the Red Wolves would share that mentality.
It was more the phrase 'The Emperor could not have steeled my nerves' that made it sound like he was not to hot on the Drop-pod.
Rand. Leolycan's character.
FIGHT!
@KabenSaal Which Marine are you insulting with being scared of a Drop pod?
The only one that complained openly about being on a drop-pod. And then went on to quip about milk-sops.
Deimos smiled softly behind her helmet as one of her brothers seemed aggitated by the drop pod.
"Ohh, someone might think a little drop-pod scared you. What are you going to do if we find something nasty in here? Like, a horde of Nobs, or even, Emperor Forbid, some some Traitor Marines" She teased, still watching for any movement, but ribbing her Brother all the same. "And, really, I doubt they would send milk-sops fresh from initiation onto a Space Hulk in Terminator armour unless they had taken leave of their senses so much that the Lord of Change couldn't predict their next move". Her smile was erased when the Legionare spoke, in a rather jarring and unnerving voice. He warranted no reply, but Deimos' gaze stayed on him. He could snap at any moment, and become a threat to everyone, even more so in that armour, even she would take a while to get through it.
"Ohh, someone might think a little drop-pod scared you. What are you going to do if we find something nasty in here? Like, a horde of Nobs, or even, Emperor Forbid, some some Traitor Marines" She teased, still watching for any movement, but ribbing her Brother all the same. "And, really, I doubt they would send milk-sops fresh from initiation onto a Space Hulk in Terminator armour unless they had taken leave of their senses so much that the Lord of Change couldn't predict their next move". Her smile was erased when the Legionare spoke, in a rather jarring and unnerving voice. He warranted no reply, but Deimos' gaze stayed on him. He could snap at any moment, and become a threat to everyone, even more so in that armour, even she would take a while to get through it.
Deimos stepped off the drop pod, never really getting used to them no matter how many times they where used. She looked on, seeing three ways to go, and not really sure which one was the best. Or the safest. But, one of her team mates had already sent out a recon skull to scan for possible hits. With that up in the air, Deimos was content to wait, keeping her Assault Cannon ready, and looking from one entrance to the next. Anything could happen, at any time, but The Emperor would protect....possibly.
I used a bloody Sister of Battle for my picture.
Does Hellboy even exist? Or did they just, not find him/open the portal/whateverthatguy'soriginstoryis.
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