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[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse cringed in pain once more as he praye that this almost done so he could get out of the chair and run out. He was also trying to keep oberga calm in his head, not wanting to have another blackout and explain what happened during it afterwards.

[Prosperan Son]

The pain suddenly stopped, the doctor withdrawing the needle gun as soon as all of the ink within the vial chamber had run dry." Well then! Looks like we're just about done here." He muttered, albeit it sadly and patted Kombuse on the head. He went to the table, searching for something of mystery to Kombuse.

[Armoured Priest]

"Wha, what you looking for?" he asked as best he could despite the pain now waning away now. He thought he would be looking for the flask like earlier to 'dry' the ink on his skin. It looked like he was searching something new to Kombuse.

[Prosperan Son]

"There we go!" The Doctor replied, the answer was the flask. Unscrewing the cap, he poured the chemical over Kombuse's chest, the liquid burning his new tattoo. How evil he was. From the other room, grunting could be heard, Mugiar going through the same "reward."

[Armoured Priest]

"Aw crap." Kombuse managed to say before the liquid pain was lathered onto his chest. He let out an inhuman yelp of pain as there were more of the liqiud and on a larger surface compared to last time. At least this meant he was close to the end finally.

[Prosperan Son]

For his screams and patience, the doctor poured some of the chemicals into Kombuse's screaming maw. Upon closer inspection and taste, it turned out the chemicals were nothing more than alcohol...amasec to be precise.

[Armoured Priest]

The gasmask maw shut close after a glug of the stuff went down during his yelp. After a moment of tasting and realizing what it was he looked to the tattoist. "Why does it burn so much then?!" He asked, knowing the tattooist would be asking about.

[Prosperan Son]

"Chemical compounds my dear boy!" The doctor exclaimed with a wave of his hands." The alcohol and other ingredients in the drink mix with the chemicals in the ink. It's a very special ink you know." He laughed, removing the restraints one by one.

[Armoured Priest]

"What do you mean?" he asked him. As far as kombuse was told before, the ink would normally be just dyes and metals. He was kind of curious to know what was in the ink that was on him now.

[Prosperan Son]

"It's a don't ask, don't tell sort of thing, better if you didn't know, better if I didn't explain." The doctor replied hastily, pushing him towards the door. "So we'll just pretend you never asked, and I'll continue to never tell?Alright?Alright. Good." He closed the door then. He opened it a second later, and handed Kombuse the Amasec flask before closing it again.

[Armoured Priest]

"But, what, it's on my ski....wha..bu..WHAT'S IN THE INK?!" Kombuse blurts out at the closed doors, still holding the flask of amasec in his gloved hands. He looked to see if Muigar is out of his tattoo chamber. Maybe he might know.

[Prosperan Son]

Mugiar stumbled out of the doorway across from the one Kombuse had just left. He shook his head groggily" Reward my arse..."He went on to grumble several incoherent words. Raising his head, he looked up to see Kombuse" Let me see some of that." He requested, pointing towards the Amasec flask.

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse held out the flask for him, not wanting all of it for himself. "WHAT IS IN INK?!" He repeated his question, as he stares down intently at the new tattoo on his chest wondering what in the warp was on his skin now that made even the tattooist/doctor/evilman squiemish.

[Prosperan Son]

"You don't want to know." Mugiar replied, either unwilling or unable to answer himself. He downed the rest of the flask before handing it back to Kombuse and walking down the hall.

[Armoured Priest]

Kombuse's shoulders slumped as Muigar walked away, knowing he won't have the answer to the question anytime soon now. He looked down to the flask. "I wanted some..." he sighed before putting the flask outside the door of the tattooist gently before going to follow Muigar, putting on his fatigues and carapace armor that was removed for the markings.

[Prosperan Son]

"Come along now Kombuse, it's about time we show you to your quarters. Your going to need some rest after everything we've been through." Mugiar said to the traitor guard, not waiting for him to keep pace.

[Armoured Priest]

"I get a room?" Kombuse asked surprised as he follows Muigar through the halls. He never gotten his own quarters before, he mostly just found a spot to sleep on a ship or a barracks area.

[Prosperan Son]

"Your with the Mandori Clan now, your an off-worlder so we thought you might need a room." Mugiar replied with a casual shrug." We look out for our own. Most of the time anyway."

[Armoured Priest]

"Neat." Kombuse said, evidently happy of getting space that he could call his own. He followed muigar with ease, going through the corridors and hallways away from the chambers where they got their 'rewards.'

[Prosperan Son]

"So then, what did you get?" Mugiar inquired, trying to make idle conversation as they walked. A pair of gangers walked past them , dragging a large pallet of materials down towards the Tattoo Halls.