Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140721012547/@comment-24821739-20140722221818

Emperor, I did not want to do this...

"Garion! Stop walking, get back into this armory, and that's an order."

As Garion walks back to the armory, Tychus extinguishes his cigar, while taking his greaves off. Followed by the rest of his armor (he was wearing the lower half).

"This animosity ends now. If you must harbor your own opinion, do it in your mind. The various strengths of the Noble Chapters is why the Deathwatch is so effective. The Strength of arms of the Imperial Fists. The unflinching defenses of the Dark Angels. The adaptability, and combat prowess of the Sun Warriors. All of these are strengths. You will accept this, or I will beat it into your brain in the combat training facility. I WILL not have dis-organization in my squad."

Tychus grabs 7 practice swords and tosses them to each member of the team. Then he grabs is personal Honour Blades, and a handful of live powerswords.

"I am very easy to get along with, unless this type of thing happens, and I will not lead a divided force. All of you follow me, we are headed to the combat arena."