Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140331181538/@comment-4948356-20140331203042

OOC:

Sang, Everyones headed to the Factory sector to meet up with the sentinels, I suggest you join them.

IC:

As Wartev walks in, cocks his head as if he can somehow hears Vects voice...

Wartev: "Well... I suppose your own overlord won't be joining... a pity since he can't really go anywhere..."

At that, the blast doors of the hanger shut, all commands to open it being futile...

Wartev: "His loss..."

Wartev takes a seat at the end, not touching any of the 'food' laid out beofre him.

Wartev: "Terribly sorry... but I did, in fact, eat a little before hand... Now then... what is it that you want?"