Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140824083125/@comment-6078851-20140905145819

seeing the pensive stances of his team-mates comforted Garion somewhat: realising that everyone felt uneasy at the situation they were about to dive into, instead of making him more uneasy himself this realisation bolstered Garion, (IM)*i maybe the youngest and least experienced here but at least the gravity of this mission is understood by the others, and i'm not being overly paranoid.*

having looked over the flamer Raven gave him he could see it was well used and almost certainly in need of maintainence, but was still more than capable of fulfilling it's purpose.

heading towards Raven as she was making ready with her fellow gaurdsmen Garion approached, "i thank you Raven for this flamer, however since i now wield this and my bolt pistols i have no place to stow my bolt gun." as he said this he handed his bolter towards her, "as a mark of respect between soldiers i will entrust the keeping of my bolter to your person. after this mission (IM*if any of us survive*) i will retrieve it from you."

Garion then walked away leaving Raven holding his bolt gun and feeling quite bemused.