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[Armoured Priest]

"Oh, ok then." he replied to muigar. He sat there and petted the tyranid ripper creature. "And how have you been Mr.Teeth?" he asked the xeno. It squealed in answer. "Sorry, I've been really busy to play with you." he apologized to the obviously angered serpent thing.

[Prosperan Son]

"Y-you named it?" Mugiar asked in a somewhat mix of surprise and disgust. He may have been a ganger, killer, follower of the Dark Gods, and much more, but even he refused to interact with the Xeno breed. No matter what kind.

[Armoured Priest]

"Well, Ja." Kombuse said as matter of factly. "Why wouldn't I?" he asked as he petted the thing that now nestled on his lap. "Found him in a pet,food,stall thing." he explained, recounting when he was in a market area after the fall of a planet with xenos, mutants, renegades selling wares and such.

[Prosperan Son]

"I'd ask for more detail, but I feel like that's going to be the best answer I'll get." Mugiar said with a smirk, motioning for Kombuse to get up. The truck had come to a halt,parking alongside the others and it was time to move.

[Armoured Priest]

"Back in you go." He whispred to Mr.Teeth as he put the thing back into the pocket from once it came. It grunted in disapproval before reluctantly slithering into the pouch. "I promise to let you out later." He said before he climbed out of the car and follow muigar.

[Prosperan Son]

"If there is a later...." Mugiar mumbled beneath his breath, walking through the building. He waved a guard over to him" Has anything happened in the time we've been gone?" He asked.

"No sir, but the Mandori was starting to grow agitated with how long you were taking..." The Guard informed.

"Yes, well, hopefully he'll allow us to explain ourselves..." Mugiar gulped, looking back to see see if Kombuse still followed.

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse was standing behind and was humming a little tune to himself as he waited. ""Take me home in a body bag, do da, do da." he sang to himself, oblivious to the situation at hand it seems despite the irony of the lyrics.

[Prosperan Son]

Mugiar's eye twitched once more, the thought of shooting Kombuse arising every once in a while. Walking through the parking lot, the trio entered the main building, all the while noticing marks and glyfs of the Dark Powers sprayed, written, and drawn across the walls as they moved on.

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse followed the other two as the group made it's way down the hall of the main building, looking at the markings covering the walls. He thought they look nice and oberga liked them even more. "Wonder what kind of mood he'll be in when we get there." Kombuse thought aloud as he kept pace with muigar.

[Prosperan Son]

"Let's find out shall we?" Mugiar said grimly, as they walked through the building lobby all the way to an elevator.The first one to greet them was the Doctor that Kombuse had already met personally. He gave a devilish grin.

"My friends! How are you? I heard you got into a bit of a rough spot? Any wounds or injuries?Hmm?"

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse quickly steps to the otherside of Muigar. "Nope, nien, I'm perfectly fine. A ok." He said immediatly to the tattooist/doctor. He was nervous just being near him, let alone when the man was so....jolly. Kombuse could hear Oberga growl now.

[Prosperan Son]

The doctor stepped towards both of them, extending his hands out in welcome. He patted both on the shoulders." Good to hear! I was worried there would have been need for an operation. My skills with the scalpel are just as good as with my needle." He grinned once more. Mugiar shuddered.

[Armoured Priest]

"Well, we need to be going now or else we won't be around for the scapel or the needle." Kombuse said, hoping to just go to the Mandori and see what he might say about what happened during the trek from the armory station.

[Prosperan Son]

"When he's right, he's right."Mugar hurried them both along into the elevator, closing the door as fast as he could before the Doctor could tag along." Well that was close."

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse lets out a sigh of relief through the gasmask. "Phew, you know, he wouldn't be that bad if he didn't like to put pain on friends." He remarks as he stands straight from the wall after somewhat diving into the elevator.

[Prosperan Son]

"That's the only thing he knows how to do.... he's been doing this for years." Mugiar groaned in annoyance. Tapping a button on the elevator, the compartment began to descend many meters. It's destination Sub-Floor Eight.

[Armoured Priest]

He shrugged his shoulders. "Just saying." he said as he leaned to oneside onto the wall as he waited. ".....I don't remember an elevator." Kombuse said suddenly, as he only remembered going through a door and some hallways to meet the Mandori.

[Prosperan Son]

"It's a different complex. We wouldn't be stupid enough to store the majority of our weapons at the main base, lest it's ever discovered by a rival gang or worse. The Convoys will be dispersed through out the city to our many cells." Mugiar revealed, finishing the explanation just as they reached the desired floor.

[Armoured Priest]

"Oooooooh." Kombuse said after being given the explanation before walking out the elevator with Muigar. He heard oberga give sound of approval, as if surprised by the mortal's forethought that rarely seems to show up. Kombuse made sure his uniform was in order as best as possible, something of a reflex from dealing with officers in a time he does not remember.

[Prosperan Son]

"I wouldn't worry much for appearance, my friend. The Mandori has never much cared for how his men look..." Mugiar tried to ease the man, leading him out and through the hallways once more.