Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-4948356-20150411160706

"I highly doubt its a mutiny..."

Morale had been rather high last he checked, as it was one of his priorties to keep the crew happy. Besides, Cantac, Ramius, or Orlovio would have informed of any unpleasent stirrings among the rank and file...

"And as for the mutants... what would the point be?"

It wouldn't make any sense for any of the mutants to try and take the ship... first off their weren't many of them last he checked... that and all it would accomplish was a bullet for each of them... unless they were given a motive...

The thought chilled his very bones as he reached the lift.

"Until I personally give the all clear, ALL major areas of the ship are to have their bulkheads sealed immediately. If it is an armed force we are dealling with, I don't want them moving to anywhere else. And I still want our fighters out in the void, and scanning the hull all the while, I don't care if this may only be an internal issue..."

He hit the button for the generatorium's level.

"I'm not taking ANY chances..."

As the lift began to decend, he put the combead he picked up in his ear, testing it to make sure it picked up the right frequencies, all the while thinking...

''...Not counting my retiune... the only person that could give anyone a reason for this would be Cetus... or even worse...''

As his began to hear his orders being relayed throught the earpiece, his blood would turn cold at the very thought...

...A second inquisitor...