14th oath of the moment: Legion of One

[lunawolves10th]

11 PM, backdated to Wednesday night. Action 1, locked to 2237 Stevens Residents: [ Garviel awakens after a day of droning, and the awakening is not a gentle one. A yell of pain can be heard, and then silence, aside from his heavy steps as he descends the stairs of the home and swiftly armors himself in his Astartes plate without a word to anyone

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[bitemescumbag]

[Someone else with red eyes winds up crossing paths with Garviel as he makes his way to his own house. Yuri is somewhat oblivious to the change in the giant's demeanor.]

'Evening, humongous.

[lunawolves10th]

[ The hulk stares at Yuri for a long time, nonplussed by those words. ]

Humongous? [ It finally rumbles ]

[bitemescumbag]

Errh... That's what I've been callin' you, isn't it? Whenever I don't use your name anyway.

[His "something is amiss senses" finally start ticking a bit, though he doesn't show it on the outside. Nonchalant as always.]

Everything alright, Garviel?

[lunawolves10th]

[ His mind goes down a list of names, and finally sets on one. ] Yuri, no, no it is not. I had a purpose once more... and my re-imprisonment here has thwarted it. I must find a way home.

[bitemescumbag]

Re-imprisonment? Wait, you mean you got out? [He hadn't spotted Droneviel. It was news to him.]

[lunawolves10th]

Yes, I spent 3 months after the time I had believed myself dead. I can only remember... fragments. I had lost myself. Lost everything, really.

[bitemescumbag]

[Yuri's quiet for a moment - as someone who killed himself so as not to lose himself, that kind of struck a chord with him.]

Damn... sorry, man. Though, you're still alive back then. That counts for something, right?

[lunawolves10th]

Alive, and I regained my purpose. Brought again into the service of the Emperor. Given a chance to strike back against my traitor brothers, and the ruinous powers that manipulate them.

[bitemescumbag]

Traitors? Heh, no doubt you'll get 'em back in line when you're back there. Just a matter of time before we're all outta here, right?

[lunawolves10th]

That is my plan, yes. I can't simply watch and wait knowing I still have work to do, not anymore. When I thought this might be some strange life after death for me... I could be more sanguine. Now... I must be choleric.

[bitemescumbag]

Huh... wonder what that'd make this for me then. [He stops muttering, scratching the back of his head before speaking in a regular tone.]

Not quite sure what you're talkin' about, but I kinda doubt anything can get in your way anyway.

[lunawolves10th]

Nothing that gets in an Astartes way stays there for long, that is true. [ Mostly because they'll blow it up, punch it, or climb over it.]

[bitemescumbag]

Heh, I'd say I'd hesitate to get in a scuffle with ya, but that'd probably be a lie: I ain't too bright when it comes to backing off. Not that we'd need to go through that kind of mess, anyway. [He shrugs.]

[lunawolves10th]

It would go ill for you, I suspect, and I do not wish to fight you.

[bitemescumbag]

Hah, probably! Can't say a whassitcalled - spar? Friendly contest. Might be fun some time.

[lunawolves10th]

That is a possibility, certainly. I train quite often.