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4th Ritual of Detestation: Bleed

Action 1: [ Garviel is spending some time after the battle with the Death Arcana recuperating. He actually went to the hospital, being sensible, and is now sitting around in the hotel lobby reading books, with an enormous bandage wrapped around his side. Do you join him for a chat? ]

Video 1: [ Garviel appears on the screen, looking weary. ] So, tell me, did we learn anything of note about our foes here as yet? I'm a man who fights... I need to know what our thinkers and seekers are doing.

Audio (Locked to Nero) Saber... I've purchased the wine. I believe you mentioned a steak? I'll allow you to choose the locale, if you don't mind.

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I am at the hotel, yes. Room 710.

Until then, Garviel

[ Garviel will head up to her room, two bottles of a fairly decent Merlot in hand. He got some help from his cohorts at the restaurant he works to figure out the proper accompaniment for beef, but wine is something the Astartes knows something about, unlike women. He knocks twice, rather hard on the door. ]

Saber? [ He asks, almost plaintively. He's just come from work, so he's wearing a white shirt, covered by a black vest, black tie, and black pants. His expression is serious, as always. ]

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So you came, good. Come on, I just finished serving, so the food it's on its perfect temperature to be eaten. I trust the wine is right on the spot as well.

[ Garviel spares a glance for her, nodding once, and then looks into the room, clearly and quietly impressed. ] You remind me of the Blood Angels at times like this. They combined artistry with war-skill, much as you do.

[ He looks at her, unsure of protocol, if he should stride past and put the bottles down or simply wait to be invited in, so he adds. ]

Also, like you, the Blood Angels were particulary fair of face and limb, amongst the Legiones Astartes.

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You flatter me, Garviel. The more you tell me about your people the more I think I might have been an inspiration to them. Which wouldn't be so surprising, don't you think?

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All this talk, are you trying to win me over? As a Caesar you might need to do an extra favor, but so far, so good.

Anyway, please sit and eat to your hearts content. I tried to make things like back home but it's just not the same. I hope it doesn't disappoints you.

It was not my intent to flatter you, Saber. However, I do think you would have made a fine Lady-General of the Imperial Army. [ He smiles back, a subtle twist of his lips, as he steps into her room, and sets the bottles down, pouring them both a glass. He sits and eats quietly, watching her. ]

I am... somewhat unsure what you mean by trying to win you over, however. I already thought we were allies against the shadows.

And yet you keep flattering me. How daring of you. []

Oh, pay no mind to that. Maybe I did overdo that though; you being a soldier and me being me, that is not something we should talk about. I think I have grown to value your friendship, maybe I shouldn't try to ruin it so fast?

Flattery implies that I am lying to you for some reason. I pride myself on honesty, Saber. [ As for the question of his daringness, that just makes him shrug. He's a space marine and they know no fear. ]

I don't imagine you could ruin our friendship easily. What were you intending that might cause a problem?

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4th Ritual of Detestation: Bleed

Shall we jump to action?

Indeed, off to action

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Re: action

action this tag totally got lost sorry

Don't worry! Slow tags are still tags, I'm just glad to have this thread.

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