StoneWolf

Death=][=Watch - A WH40K 'Deathwatch' RP, looking for participants.

I am sorry guys. It's not that I don't want to commit but there have been to much at work affecting my life in a way I did not expect...I will sadly have to back out as I think it will continue to be like that for a while...Sorry to disappoint you all.

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I am sorry guys. It's not that I don't want to commit but there have been to much at work affecting my life in a way I did not expect...I will sadly have to back out as I think it will continue to be like that for a while...Sorry to disappoint you all.

Shadows of Steel (Space Fighter Combat RP)

I am sorry guys. It's not that I don't want to commit but there have been to much at work affecting my life in a way I did not expect...I will sadly have to back out as I think it will continue to be like that for a while...Sorry to disappoint you all.

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@StoneWolf
Good to see you're still here as well. Everyone should be posting within a days time.

@Aspen Wren

Yeah I am sorry but I have had a lot to think of and do at work because of some arrest I made during my shifts as a security guard.

Shadows of Steel (Space Fighter Combat RP)

Kilian had followed the whole exchange that had happened in the hangar between the squad from his cockpit. He had not been able to hear what had been said but a few of them had seemed to be quite upset as a toolbox had been sent flying and then Eiren had stepped in chewing some people out. He had overheard a bit of that as they had finished up the calibrations on his fighter and he had climbed out of it. As he put his feet on the hangar floor they had been told to head to the mess for chow and rest. Kilian had waited a bit for everyone to leave and followed in silence behind the rest of the squad watching and assessing every member as best he could. Well he could say he did not dislike any of them and they all seemed to have their own quirks and habits. And that was how a squad should be but they needed to be able to work together if they where to survive in the battlefield.

In the mess hall he took his time and he still sat at the table when Gurjan took his place next to him and just a short while later they where joined by Nick. Kilian looked up from his plate as the newcomer asked the question that was on Kilians mind as well. Slowly he put down his fork and looked at them both with curiosity. He had not wanted to ask that question yet but now it was out and he really wanted to hear the answer to it. Not that he would hold it against Gurjan what ever had happened but it was good to talk about it so the squad could bond better and not get the wrong idea from rumors or gossip. "Yes what did happen there?" He added with a slight smile towards the oil covered Gurjan.

@HopelessIncubus @Natsucooldude

Shadows of Steel (Space Fighter Combat RP)

I am sorry for not posting, have been a lot of extra things popping up at work thanks to arrests I have done. But I will post asap now.

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Joar had been drinking a fair amount of the whiskey but not overly much as he tried to get a chance to introduce himself to everyone that showed up at Nialls room. As Niall pointed out Laurel to them Joar looked over at the girl and was amazed that he had not seen her enter or even noticed her moving across the room. But then again this was a place for magic and other abilites so he just smiled and lifted his glass.
"It is nice to meet all of you and if it will keep being like this I will really enjoy it here. Niall thanks for the hospitality and the drinks. And welcome Laurel here I hope there will be more fun then in the ballroom." He said really feeling good about this despite all that had happened in the ballroom. Joar tilted his head slightly thinking back to it and laughed about how crazy it had gotten in such a short time.

He did place himself against a wall close to the kitchen counter just because he could see as much as possible from there and he was not much for dancing even though he enjoyed the music flowing in the room right now. It was clear that many of them in the room knew each other from before and that made him feel a bit left out but still he hoped he would be able to become friends with as many of them as possible. Taking another sip of the whiskey he felt it's warmth flow through is body and having him relax a bit more as his gazed stayed on Laurel a bit before he looked at everyone in the room smiling.

@aspen wren

Shadows of Steel (Space Fighter Combat RP)

Sadly been a lot at work lately but I am gonna work on a post in a bit.

Death=][=Watch - A WH40K 'Deathwatch' RP, looking for participants.

Hagni looked the DeathWatch marine up and down closely, his yellow eyes alert and picking up the details of the marine infront of him. He then lowered his head slightly. That was his way of showing respect although it was hard to tell what seniority the Blood Angel held over him. Hagni was dressed in a dark bodyglove common to his chapter. He greyish hair kept short while his beard reached halfway down his chest. The beard where kept in a thick braid with a ring inscribed with runes that kept it in place. His face bore witness to long years of service, fighting both foe and elements.

"Greetings lad I am Hagni Bloodmoon, former Long Fang from the Great Wolf Logan Grimnars own Company." His voice where dark and like that of the icy wind of Fenris. As Hagni spoke the long canines where clearly visible and their length was even easier to see as he grinned. This could be a nice challenge for him and what sagas he would make during his time amongst the Watch. Although he did not look forward to working with the Inquisition as they had some bad blood with the Space Wolves.

"Now lad would you be so kind as to tell me when I will get my wargear back?" Every marine was a deadly weapon in himself but Hagni did not like being parted from his wargear. They had not even let him keep his combat knife. He knew they would take good care of his armor and he had told them harshly not to clean the inside of it. The blood was a reminder to him that his life was now that of the chapters or now the watch's. He would die fighting and then join Leman Russ at his table before returning at the Wolftime. Otherwise the could clean and paint the armor best they wanted. He would later on adorn it with pieces of wolf pelt, wolf teeth and other talismans of the Vlka Fenryka.

Death=][=Watch - A WH40K 'Deathwatch' RP, looking for participants.

Working on my post now.