POOHEAD189

The Enemy Within: Warhammer 40K RP

Interrogator Baldemar approached the Governor without betraying any emotion, save a stern, observing look as if he were inspecting the room for whatever he may deem unfit, be it dust or heretical activities. "I am quite certain you know why I would be here, Governor." Heironymus said. "Things would go much smoother and quicker if we did not need to play this little game." Though his words were curt, he seemed to add a (extremely marginally, mind) sympathetic tone to his voice, to show he was here to solve a problem that could spiral out of control, one she would be held responsible for.

However, Heironymus Baldemar's words also had a secondary purpose. With he not announcing exactly why he was here, he would watch her now, for if she had more things to hide than even he knew of, she would dare not confess now. For showing ignorance to what an Inquisitor knew to be truth was heresy of the highest order. No one was foolish enough to withhold information that could prove vital to an Inquisitor's case.

For her part, the Governer's lips thinned, and she hesitated for the sparest moment. Heironymus had to admit she was good at hiding something if that was indeed the case. He couldn't tell if she was taken aback by his words or if she truly was keeping secrets. He would need to have Silvana read her mind, later. "My apologies," Governor Von Ackavae replied in High Gothic, a dialect Heironymus was not used to after having spent five weeks with a crew that spoke the lower language. "The disappearances, of course. As you know I've had much on my mind, and I should have guessed that was why you were here."

"Why don't you tell me of them in whatever detail you can manage?" The young Interrogator requested, indicating she continue. The Governor looked as if she would, and then she blinked. "I'm sorry, have you just gotten off the ship? Have you dined?" Her eyes flicked to Silvana curiously, then switched back to Heironymus. Some Inquisitors would have thought it a drastic change of subject, however he saw it as simple good manners, as she had just resigned herself to the fact she would be seeing Heironymus many times for the unforeseeable future.

"We have not, no. Thank you for the invitation. However I will like the information you know on hand, if you would."

"Of course," she replied with a demure smile, smoothing her cascading wave of brown hair behind her left ear, the rubies sparkling in the light of the stained glass windows behind her. The young Baldemar was not certain if that movement was deliberate. Most men would find her attractive, and Baldemar would have agreed. However his face was as stone. He had too much to prove and the Imperium had too many enemies for him to have any thoughts of fancy. "I did not receive reports of the disappearance for far too long.," The govenor said, drawing herself up as merited her station. "The lower hives, I try to keep a watch on but it is nearly impossible, and many gangers down there kidnap for a variety of purposes. It wasn't until the Lord Sarkonad's heir disappeared that I had been informed of intel of an increase in kidnappings."

"Your informants?"

"Some were disciplined, and others executed."

Heironymus nodded, understanding the example she had to give. Not providing the information to her, no matter how minute and insignificant it might have seemed, could have perhaps condemned an heir apparent to death or heretical practices. Constantina drew him out of his consideration. "Would you dine as we talk?"

After a moment, the young Baldemar nodded. "That would be acceptable, thank you."
@Penny

Will They Reign Supreme? {Whispers x Poohead}

Meldyr could not get to sleep for quite awhile. Needless to say he had much on his mind, and he had expected to be sleeping on the road in a small cot he had brought, not a bed fit for a prince in the chambers of the palace. He wasn't ungrateful, but entirely unprepared and far more used to hardship than luxury. However, once he did manage to fall asleep, he slept hard. It had been a long days ride, and after that, of course, he found out he would be king.

Of course, his sound sleep was interrupted after a blazing light suddenly filled his vision. After that, a woman's voice filled his brain and be blinked groggily, sitting up. He had reached for a knife that wasn't there, but that was before he realized where he was and who was waking him. Once he sat up, his thick hair was everywhere and his normally handsome face had a pillow line on his cheek. "Oh...good." He said about the cooks and bath.

He wished he could give something more congenial when she said she had a nice time, but he had just woken up. "I'm looking forward to it to. I just need to tear myself out of this coma...will I be woken up like this everyday?" he joked, then realized he was now making quips at the Queen. Thankfully, she didn't seem to mind. Once she was gone, he slipped out of bed and collected himself, awaiting the bath and the food.

He felt his stomach rumbling, and despite how he was suddenly woken up, he had the energy to take the day on once he had his bath, putting on new, princely clothes that looked quite stunning if he said so himself. He had a resplendent cloak on the back of his practical yet princely vest.

The Political Thread

sorry I mean politically
dont wanna get ban'd

@Mara

Not doing a great job at it. I say please again.

The Enemy Within: Warhammer 40K RP

The Inquisitor and the Astropath had arrived, and was formally introduced to the Governess Derosa via comm link after a short wait within her Palace at the top of the Hive City 'Angel Forge,' a city of 7 billion people, with a rich history that Inquisitor/Interrogater Heironymus had studied thoroughly during the warp jump. The Capital World of Subsector Aurelia, recently it had been under attack by a Leviath Hivefleet, designated Hive Fleet Leviathen, only barely surviving thanks to the Blood Ravens Astartes Chapter.

It had lived, thanks to them and the vast amount of munitions and weaponry the Hive Cities produce here. Lasguns and Starship Cannons are created in the middle reaches within the immense compound refineries and factories. With these types of resources, a heretic could destroy various other Imperial Worlds and kill countless billions. Inquisitor Baldemar was here to make sure that did not happen. Unfortunately, there had also been plenty of rumors the vile Eldar and their subtle activities within the past millennia, something else to keep an eye out for.

Sitting within the lavish foyer, Baldemar simply contemplated to himself before the Servitor entered the room through one of the side doors. To many lower class people, it would have seemed like a mutant. It was a machine, for all intents and purposes, save for the human form riddled with metal beneath it, and a skull-like head with skin still attached at its base. Servitors were the closest things the Imperium allowed to true Abominable Intelligence.

"Please, follow me," it said, its voice echoing within its own vox chamber. It whirled around, its six arms seemingly moving at random as it glided over to the main, decorated blast doors. Inside, if Silvana were to look, she would see a dark haired woman in a Governor's attire, awaiting anxiously and attempting to calm herself from scheduling a meeting with an Inquisitor and a Psyker. Despite her nervousness, the woman had seen many terrors over the past decade, and had grown accustomed to danger.
@Penny

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@BCTheEntity No, we're less than 5 days away before its time to move on. Sorry you had to wait so long, bud.

The Political Thread

This is an RP

@Burning Kitty

It is not

If people aren't discussing ideas of a political nature, please don't post.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

Ok folks, I expect Collabs to be done by next monday or there will be penalties. A month is long enough, imo.

The Enemy Within: Warhammer 40K RP

Once she was done with the datapad, he took it back and powered it down. He believed that was enough discussion for the day. If she had anything she wished to speak with him on, she could find him in his chambers. He took one last sip of his drink, and stood up. "Thank you for your time. If you have other duties, see to them. If not, you can accompany me to the deck." He took only a moment to wait for her response, before he turned, his cloak flowing from the motion. He found himself in the outer corridor, and he made his way further back into the Certatus. The regular crew quarters were 3 floors below, but Heironymus and Silvana were in the 'Luxury Quarters.'

They were comfortable as well as practically placed, being a mere lift ride from the bridge and the chapel. He merely needed to step onto the simple but ornate platform, a few hundred meters quicker and closer than any of the other crew members. The lift would moved swiftly, though it gave an audible grinding as it moved, as if this was the area where the Certatus' Machine Spirit would let out its frustrations and woes to having to travel through the warp.

On Heironymus's person was his Ceres Pattern Bolt Pistol, and the seal of the Imperial Inquisition hanging around his neck. He placed his wide brimmed hat on his head, giving the man a more aged and intimidating look to present to the crew for now. He took a breath, and then the lift doors opened to reveal the baroque and grim room, with small consoles of lights and a raised platform that displayed the lower consoles where the Captain stood.

Heironymus strode into the room, his face impassive and stern as he stepped onto the bridge. The Captain Tiberius turned, a grizzled war veteran that had done one of the few impossible things in the Imperium. He had lived long enough to have changed careers. He had seen battle against the Xenos, and had been lucky enough to go and learn how to be a pilot in the Imperial Navy, and had battled the vicious Eldar for a decade, before he was given his 'retirement,' as the Captain of the shipment Frigate Certatus.

"Status, Captain?"
@Penny

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

I think next time, collabs might not be the best idea :P

Tombs & Treks: A Pulp Roleplay

How's everyone's posting coming along?