The Bloody Magpie is Back

I am Vespus Linneaus, Assault Sergeant of the Blood Ravens 4th Company.  I have been away for some time on a Crusade, and I have returned to slay the Emperor's foes (Indie semi-selective RP blog for a Blood Raven OC from Warhammer 40,000.  Crossovers and OCs more than welcome)

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“My brother, stand. Today we bring the fight to the greenskin filth” The Terminator stood, is read armor deflecting bolts. He rised his auto cannon and fired into the Xeno. “Stand fast” his power first reached out and the Raven in his shoulder glistened in the light

Vespus readied his Power Sword and Plasma Pistol.  Dealing with Greenskins was one of the most common things Vespus ever deployed against.  While he had to deal with plenty of heretics as well, the Greenskin menace was one of the most numerous in the galaxy.

Vespus silently struck out, firing his Plasma Pistol repeatedly into his opponents, before taking to the skies and slamming down into the ground with his Battle-Brothers in the swirling chaos of melee combat.  He would defeat this Xenos filth, of that he was certain.

[vespus-returns]

Whenever the Historian found herself on ship with some of the Imperium's Angels she took the time to hunt at less one of them down. Hunt them down, the thought made Spero smile a little as she walked about the halls of the great Naval Vessel. Still, it was what she did. After all, the warriors always had the best stories to tell and did not often water them down like most people did. So when she learned some might be aboard, she as quick to try an find one. (Ask-Spero)

Vespus found himself wandering one of the Imperium’s great vessels.  He was in the middle of transferring himself to Brutis’ army when he found himself approached by a historian.

Vespus looked down at the historian.  “Is there something you require of me?” he asked, curious as to why someone just walked up to him at sheer random.  It was not often an Astartes was approached by regular humans, after all.

[shadowsofdreams]

His question gave her pause, even though she had been expecting it… The answer escaped her. Instead, she offered a low bow of her head to the man. Then a soft smile was offered as she finally found her words, “I had heard that some of the Emperor’s Angel’s would be traveling on ship, I was hoping that I could speak with one. Just speak, it has been some time since I last got to record some of their stories.”   She had always preferred the silent company of the Demi-Gods compared to her fellow humans. For one they were much longer lived than mortal men, but more than that they were less likely to lie and hide things when they spoke. Rarer still was the fact he was of the Blood Ravens. “Though, don’t let me keep you if you have to be somewhere my Lord. I am just happy to see that the rumors proved true and that there are some of the Astartes aboard.”

[vespus-returns]

That was a curious response Vespus had been given.  She simply desired to spend time with him? “Outside of my daily training there is little else for me to do,” Vespus responded.  “And on a vessel like this, I do not have the ability to train nearly as hard as I do with my Battle-Brothers.  I suppose there is no issue with us conversing with each other if that is what you desire.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

“That is comforting. Even if it isn’t likely to be in my life time.” When destiny was brought up he frowned as he hardly belived in such. However the addition of how long they have surived he nodded as he relaxed. Admittedly he had no idea what he would do if imperium would of fall. His mind drifted to history as he realized how little he had as he rubbed his head. But he stopped as he recalled he should give Vespus a direct line to Brutis. Scribbling down the vox frequency and the ship he serves, he handed it over. “Before I forget. Here is Brutis’s information. ”

Vespus took the information from Regis and smiled.  “Thank you, my friend.  I shall be sure to speak with Brutis before he leaves.  It has been some time since we last met.  It will be nice to meet with him once more.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

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tech-priest-regis‌:

There was a flash of childish wonder of how he once viewed the astartes when younger before he siffled it as mild embarrassment colored his cheeks. “Oh that is good!” He chirped out cheerfully. “I am sure Archmagos Dominus Cawl is quite happy about that.” He paused and looked down as he evaluated what he could offer to the cause before his shoulders slumpped ever so slightly as he really couldn’t. “Ah.. Things are going to go better right? That last push chaos hasnt made them any more dangerious then before..i mean.” He finally brought up some fears of the changes all the recent events now that he was out of direct conflict on the ship and able to think a past how to get a ship to a port.

“It will take a great deal of time before the Imperium can push Chaos back to the fullest, but with the full might of our forces at work, I am certain that we will succeed,” Vespus responded.  Vespus rolled his shoulders around some.  “It is not as if we are destined to fall.  We have lasted for 10,000 years already, and I know that we shall last for longer still.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

Regis’s stance crumpled as his shoulders fell forward as he made himself smaller at the request about not dying. “Ah sure.” Poking his fingers together stilled as his survival skills was mentioned. “Er…Yes but i mean it would be nice if the situations did not happen. It is getting more difficult to spring back from injuries. Even if it is replacing parts with metal.” He indicated with his now metal limbs as he breathed out as each time it was because someone removed a limb and he was able to get away.  “And having to find alternative means of avoiding getting hurt. React before the blows can hit.” He trailed off before coughing nervously. “Oh uh. Well How is your chapter holding up with those… rumors of larger astartes?” He heard whispers of them but he knew little about it besides they were bigger then normal space marines which seems ridicules to him. 

“The Primaris? We’ve been integrating them into our ranks just fine,” Vespus responded.  “There is still room for standard Astartes combat doctrine, so we do not deploy the Primaris in every engagement.  I must admit, however, they are highly competent warriors, and I am pleased to have them in the Chapter, especially after our last few disasters.”

[vespus-returns]

Whenever the Historian found herself on ship with some of the Imperium's Angels she took the time to hunt at less one of them down. Hunt them down, the thought made Spero smile a little as she walked about the halls of the great Naval Vessel. Still, it was what she did. After all, the warriors always had the best stories to tell and did not often water them down like most people did. So when she learned some might be aboard, she as quick to try an find one. (Ask-Spero)

Vespus found himself wandering one of the Imperium’s great vessels.  He was in the middle of transferring himself to Brutis’ army when he found himself approached by a historian.

Vespus looked down at the historian.  “Is there something you require of me?” he asked, curious as to why someone just walked up to him at sheer random.  It was not often an Astartes was approached by regular humans, after all.

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

A short laugh escaped him as there was a pained tone. “It was my greastest expertise wasn’t it. But it was what I ended up being good with.” Regis looked away as there was an emotion he had not let many see when it came to talking about his skills, a shamed acceptance.

“Ah well we do have to keep ahead of chaos and xenos forces don’t we.” The previous emotion vanished under hope and the brighter side of his work. “Even if it is using xeno tech and some heretical information to combat them.” He breathed out in a breath as he slumped a bit. “And hopefully it is a long time with out much direct combat.” He lightly rubbed at the burn scars he got from the librarian in the attack before he recovered enough to see people. “And hopefully my luck in not dying holds out as well. Much like your skills on the battle field.” He made a poor attempt of humorious flattery of his own mortality for Vespus.

“I would rather you not jest about the prospect of dying,” Vespus responded.  “Though only in death does duty end, that does not mean that we cannot make it last as long as possible.  Besides, your survival skills have proven to be quite capable since we have last met.”  Vespus decided against commenting on the usage of Xenotech and heretical knowledge.  In the end, Regis had a point, but he did not like to admit it.

[guardsmenbrutis]

The sound of Power-Armored boots were heard approaching the Guard General from behind. Vespus Linneaus had been pointed in Brutis' direction, and he desired to see his old comrade from his days in the Inquisition. It wasn't hard for Vespus to locate Brutis. He was a Blood Raven, after all, and knowledge was their thing. "Brutis," Vespus mentioned as he approached his comrade. "It has been some time since we last met, hasn't it?"

Brutis was clearing a path threw his office to see the damage to his private armory he herd the heavy foot steps but he didnt give it a second thought continuing moving objects out of his way. Bruris uses his mechanical arm to rip the door open to his vault as he listened to the familure voice. “Vespus you old dog finally got off the wreak of a hulk…” He turns around as Vespus could make out the rossaries on his belt and mechanical left arm, reaching in the safe pulling out what was left of various different weapons “Ulkair that was messy stuff glad you made it out ok. We have already suffered enough losses with the fall of Cadia.” Brutis finds what he was looking for pulling out his power rapier “Here it is.” He flicks the switch as nothing happens “Broken…” He looks back at Vespus “So what brings you around these parts cant be the view.”

[vespus-returns]

guardsmenbrutis‌:

Brutis chuckles tapping the rank insignia on his collar “Yes they seem to be short on experienced officers, so in some cruel joke promoted me.” He flexes his mechanical arm around “I lost this some time back in a battle with the Tau, the same battle I lost my radio operator Thadius. I am not a fan of mechanical agmentation but getting it was a matter of nessesity rather then want, but it has its uses.” Brutis picks up rapier and starts to open up the power compartment.

“You must of heard that myself 3 guardsmen regiments, and a lance of knights are about to go out on patrol to reinforce Imperial presents on a few worlds having rebelion uprisings. Is that why you came back? Be nice to get the band back together again.”

“Indeed,” Vespus responded.  “It would be most pleasant to fight as a team once more and smite the Emperor’s foes.”  Vespus was not much of one for sentiment, but he had grown used to fighting alongside the rest of the acolytes he worked with that it felt strange to simply fight alongside all of his Battle-Brothers once more.

[guardsmenbrutis]

The sound of Power-Armored boots were heard approaching the Guard General from behind. Vespus Linneaus had been pointed in Brutis' direction, and he desired to see his old comrade from his days in the Inquisition. It wasn't hard for Vespus to locate Brutis. He was a Blood Raven, after all, and knowledge was their thing. "Brutis," Vespus mentioned as he approached his comrade. "It has been some time since we last met, hasn't it?"

Brutis was clearing a path threw his office to see the damage to his private armory he herd the heavy foot steps but he didnt give it a second thought continuing moving objects out of his way. Bruris uses his mechanical arm to rip the door open to his vault as he listened to the familure voice. “Vespus you old dog finally got off the wreak of a hulk…” He turns around as Vespus could make out the rossaries on his belt and mechanical left arm, reaching in the safe pulling out what was left of various different weapons “Ulkair that was messy stuff glad you made it out ok. We have already suffered enough losses with the fall of Cadia.” Brutis finds what he was looking for pulling out his power rapier “Here it is.” He flicks the switch as nothing happens “Broken…” He looks back at Vespus “So what brings you around these parts cant be the view.”

[vespus-returns]

Vespus managed to crack a smile seeing his old companion back.  “Regis had informed me you were in the area, and I sought to revisit my old companions from my days in the Inquisition.  I was informed you were promoted to General.  Is there truth to this claim?”

Vespus eyed Brutis up and down.  Seemed that he had been through a great deal of battle lately.  Vespus decided against commenting on Ulkair.  It was indeed a difficult battle, but Vespus simply wished to forget all about that Daemon and the damage he inflicted on the Blood Ravens.  “I see you have taken quite a few wounds since we last met.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

“Skilled very since that was the only thing I seemed good at. And the title sort of is worth it. Just gets me a bit more clout with other mechanicus but more duties are expected of me.” He admited as he rubbed his head as it was a bit of a pain to deal with the politics he kept every one else out of if he had the choice. A soft laugh escaped him as he was told to guard the knowlage he has gained. “Absolutly. I been placing what I can where the information and knowlage will not cause more pain then I expect. It would be ashamed if someone hordes it all way not to be used. Admittedly not a lot of my stuff can be release to the public.” He breathed out as he wished he was not remembered for his hybrid technology.

“I suppose such is to be expected,” Vespus concluded.  “Your field of expertise was always questionable to the Imperium.”  Granted, Vespus was little better given his history.  He knew at least one unsanctioned mutant and consciously chose to ignore that status, on top of him knowing about a planet that was full of mutants and xenos, guided by something that may or may not be heretical, and he chose against letting the Imperium know about it.

“Still, it is good to see that you are applying your expertise as best you can with your new title.  Hopefully it will continue to aid you long-term.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

“That… Must be nice.” Regis admitted as he mostly gets by with out having to write many reports to the inquisition but the mechanicus being petty for political reasons. But then again how space marines fuctioned remained a massive enigma to him when it came to their politics inside their chapters and groups. There was a moment he thought on what reports he had written in the past but it was all over his last mssions and the fact most of his first time inquistors were found dead or missing with little evidence of who did it. That was right no one really asked him to do paper work due to the signs of stress he continually showed when around his first inquistion group but relaxed around officials.

Shaking his head slightly he got out of his thoughts. “ Oh yeah. I finally accepted pending promotion to become a magos of my field. So now I can actually properly request a lab from the mexhanicus. Its been in the systems since before I first met you but with things getting… Hot with recent events it seemed like I should actually proceed and stop avoid the rank the priesthood been trying to tack onto me even if my area of study is not favorable.”

“That sounds like a wise idea,” Vespus responded.  “You always were capable as a Techpriest as I recall.”  And it wasn’t hard for Vespus to recall, given his gene-seed and his Chapter’s mutations on such.  “It is quite pleasing to see that things are improving for you.  With that new title of yours, it should be easier for you to accomplish your goals.  Knowledge is power, guard it well my friend.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

Hearing about and eldar artifact he flinched and looked pained by the idea of dealing with eldars. While there were the aloof and friendly ones Regis recalled some other agressive ones who did not pay any mind to hai words. “Aeldari… They… Well I guess you and your chapter are better set for dealing with the-them if they show up.” But the workings of a chapter was a mystery to him as he wondered if it was like a guard unit. And puzzlement settled on his expression as his thoughts turned to why space marines would be after an eldar artifact. Swiftly it faded as he decided it was not worth the trouble to ask about the artifact. “Ah is there normally problems to shifting to a different unit? And. I suppose this is reason to show up to the ship more if you do. Even if there are some people not too thrilled with my presence.” His mind mulled over the offer Brutis gave him months ago as he knew there was already a strong Magos there. While they seemed ok with him he knew little about the other’s standing, not to mention the inquistor that was there and the psyker who was furious with him.

“There are generally few problems with such,” Vespus admitted.  “The Astartes go where they are needed.  So long as my Force Commander agrees to it, there is little concern, and the Astartes have little in the way of paperwork to deal with.  Far different from working with the Guard or the Inquisition.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

“A little worn thin. But in better spirits now that they are in port. ” He quietly avoids Galmech talk seeing last time the tech marine did crush him to a wall before being talked into releasing him. “I am sure they would enjoy seeing you again. Might lift their spirits more then just being in port. And I think there were some of the other Blood Ravens about. Like the dreadnaught.” Poking his fingers together he couldn’t recall the name right away as he was trying to recall any other names. “But it is good to see you are all in one piece. I guess the crusades been keeping you busy.”

“Indeed they have,” Vespus responded.  “There have been so many battles that my Chapter has entered.  There was one campaign led by our Chapter Master recently that I was involved in to recover some Aeldari artefact.  That one was one blasted mess.  Still, good to see that some of my Battle-Brothers are working together with Brutis.  Perhaps I can see about transferring myself into that unit to stay close with my comrades.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[vespus-returns]

tech-priest-regis‌:

The blade was expertly made like any salamander weapon but lacked any flair to it as it seemed to be all about function. “Well I lost contact with everyone to a degree.” Regis coughed as he covered his rebreather as his eyes turned away. “But I am undergoing therapy and the like for why. And what I did in moments of insanity it seems.” Lightly rubbing a metal diget along the side of his rebreather, he looked up tboughtfully. “Brutis is in the area, on that ship I was stuck on. He is actually a general now with… The aftermath of the warp storms. And I know I seen Victoria there but at the time I was a bit too busy to really talk. We all were during that time. And Galmech… Is missing in action last I heard. Rumors have it that he vanished after a strange chapter member of his showed up to hunt a heretek down. He has not been seen since but the chapter member left shortly after he vanished. Or so rumors have it on Brutis’s ship. Uh Torch of Will.” He was more then content to talk about what others might of been up to rather then his own miss adventures with being in the wrong place with the wrong people.

Vespus nodded.  “The loss of Galmech is regrettable, and I pray we will find him eventually,” he replied.  “However, I am pleased that Brutis and Victoria are in the area.  I believe I should go and catch up with my old comrades after all this time away.  It will be interesting to see them again after so long away.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”

[tech-priest-regis]

The anxious stance Regis took melted away as the other did not seem mad at him as he breathed out his relief. Taking a more relaxed stance, his shoulders slumped as he looked up at the astartes as they smiled. A light laugh escaped him as this was a nice reunion so far as he recalled some rough reunions with others. “Yes. Some time has passed. And I still live as I seem to be hard to kill as I am tenatious at remaining alive it seems. And it is nice to see you are still around. I did fear that the astartes were well taking to the field more after the … Storms.” Coughing as he was aware of the troubles he found others were more sensitive about it all.

“Oh well er the ship I was on came into a port near here for repairs. And there was time to kill as some paper work is put through so I thought to see who was in the neighborhood.” He said cheerfully as he did look tired but in much better moods and mind then being escorted off Han’s ship to another inquitorial hands. “Also to sort of aplogise for not keeping in better contact. Even if you were in a crusade… It appears.” Shifting the box. He held out the long hard box. “Uh its not much but I know weapons have been needed so I did hand craft the equivlent of a short blade for an astartes.”

[vespus-returns]

Vespus took the box and looked it over.  “A fine gift for the Chapter, thank you,” he replied, for once able to speak those words without them being in jest over his blatant thievery.  “There is no need to apologize over not keeping in contact.  It is difficult to maintain contact with others, especially as Astartes.  Sometimes I wonder what became of Hans’ team after that crusade.  It has been some time since I last heard from any of them, though the Crusades the Imperium has been on lately has kept me from contacting any of them.”

[vespus-returns]

Regis finally tracked down another member of a group he worked with as he rubbed at his healing sitches after somone sliced his face open. Shifting the large box under his arms he used one of his limbs to allow himself into the area the Blood Ravens were. Scanning the post humans, he stayed out of their way and out from underfoot as he looked for the familer astartes from a picture he had. Finally spotting the man, Regis made his way over and worked to get his attention. "Ah... Vespus?"

Vespus was on a slight break from his crusading.  He had begun his usual rites and practices in his daily routine with his Battle-Brothers.  However, Vespus found himself unable to focus on that when he heard a very familiar voice call out to him.

Vespus almost spun around to look at the source.  When he saw his old companion from his days in the Inquisition, Vespus did something unusual for an Astartes: He put on a smile.  “Regis! It has been so long!” he replied, walking up to the Tech-Priest.  “I see you yet live.  That is quite the relief to find out for me.  What brings you all the way out here? Did you just come to visit?”