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He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

“It’s… different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers’ deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though… Don’t get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity… Like I was some sort of bee queen… I haven’t even officially taken Abaddon’s name! It’s used only for official parties… Now I stay on the First Company’s deck. It’s not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It’s yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!” The memory brought a smile to her lips. “At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I… am uneasy, in public…’ she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. ‘I have married the first captain, but I’m uneasy in public… I don’t know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain’s mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can’t stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!” she laughed. “But my favorite place is the1st’s deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It’s a much more peaceful place than I thought.” she nodded at these last words, missing home

He listened to her talking about her Legion, it was clear that it was very different to how he ran his. Far noisier and more boisterous for sure. “Are you calling my Legion gloomy?” he asked. Tea was brought for them and he poured it himself after dismissing the serf with a wave of his hand. It was true, he kept a far quieter ship than Horus but then again, their personalities were vastly different. They would hardly be the same. It seemed as though she had found a good place in it and that was something. “The remembrancers with us keep to themselves. I am sure their homes are as loud and vibrant as yours.” he said before sipping some of the tea.

He nodded and gave her permission to go, appreciating her manners and thoughtfulness. It had been a most pleasant encounter, “You’re welcome,” he said, inclining his head before his attention was sapped by one of the Raven Guard.

She left as soon as she noticed the Legionary waiting, not before bowing her head once more. Legion matters were none of her business and she went to search for the remembrancers’ deck.

He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

“It’s… different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers’ deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though… Don’t get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity… Like I was some sort of bee queen… I haven’t even officially taken Abaddon’s name! It’s used only for official parties… Now I stay on the First Company’s deck. It’s not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It’s yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!” The memory brought a smile to her lips. “At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I… am uneasy, in public…’ she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. ‘I have married the first captain, but I’m uneasy in public… I don’t know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain’s mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can’t stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!” she laughed. “But my favorite place is the1st’s deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It’s a much more peaceful place than I thought.” she nodded at these last words, missing home

He listened to her talking about her Legion, it was clear that it was very different to how he ran his. Far noisier and more boisterous for sure. “Are you calling my Legion gloomy?” he asked. Tea was brought for them and he poured it himself after dismissing the serf with a wave of his hand. It was true, he kept a far quieter ship than Horus but then again, their personalities were vastly different. They would hardly be the same. It seemed as though she had found a good place in it and that was something. “The remembrancers with us keep to themselves. I am sure their homes are as loud and vibrant as yours.” he said before sipping some of the tea.

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He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

“It’s… different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers’ deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though… Don’t get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity… Like I was some sort of bee queen… I haven’t even officially taken Abaddon’s name! It’s used only for official parties… Now I stay on the First Company’s deck. It’s not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It’s yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!” The memory brought a smile to her lips. “At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I… am uneasy, in public…’ she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. ‘I have married the first captain, but I’m uneasy in public… I don’t know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain’s mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can’t stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!” she laughed. “But my favorite place is the1st’s deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It’s a much more peaceful place than I thought.” she nodded at these last words, missing home

He listened to her talking about her Legion, it was clear that it was very different to how he ran his. Far noisier and more boisterous for sure. “Are you calling my Legion gloomy?” he asked. Tea was brought for them and he poured it himself after dismissing the serf with a wave of his hand. It was true, he kept a far quieter ship than Horus but then again, their personalities were vastly different. They would hardly be the same. It seemed as though she had found a good place in it and that was something. “The remembrancers with us keep to themselves. I am sure their homes are as loud and vibrant as yours.” he said before sipping some of the tea.

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He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

“It’s… different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers’ deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though… Don’t get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity… Like I was some sort of bee queen… I haven’t even officially taken Abaddon’s name! It’s used only for official parties… Now I stay on the First Company’s deck. It’s not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It’s yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!” The memory brought a smile to her lips. “At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I… am uneasy, in public…’ she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. ‘I have married the first captain, but I’m uneasy in public… I don’t know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain’s mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can’t stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!” she laughed. “But my favorite place is the1st’s deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It’s a much more peaceful place than I thought.” she nodded at these last words, missing home

He listened to her talking about her Legion, it was clear that it was very different to how he ran his. Far noisier and more boisterous for sure. “Are you calling my Legion gloomy?” he asked. Tea was brought for them and he poured it himself after dismissing the serf with a wave of his hand. It was true, he kept a far quieter ship than Horus but then again, their personalities were vastly different. They would hardly be the same. It seemed as though she had found a good place in it and that was something. “The remembrancers with us keep to themselves. I am sure their homes are as loud and vibrant as yours.” he said before sipping some of the tea.

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He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

“It’s… different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers’ deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though… Don’t get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity… Like I was some sort of bee queen… I haven’t even officially taken Abaddon’s name! It’s used only for official parties… Now I stay on the First Company’s deck. It’s not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It’s yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!” The memory brought a smile to her lips. “At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I… am uneasy, in public…’ she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. ‘I have married the first captain, but I’m uneasy in public… I don’t know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain’s mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can’t stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!” she laughed. “But my favorite place is the1st’s deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It’s a much more peaceful place than I thought.” she nodded at these last words, missing home

He listened to her talking about her Legion, it was clear that it was very different to how he ran his. Far noisier and more boisterous for sure. “Are you calling my Legion gloomy?” he asked. Tea was brought for them and he poured it himself after dismissing the serf with a wave of his hand. It was true, he kept a far quieter ship than Horus but then again, their personalities were vastly different. They would hardly be the same. It seemed as though she had found a good place in it and that was something. “The remembrancers with us keep to themselves. I am sure their homes are as loud and vibrant as yours.” he said before sipping some of the tea.

He blinked, aware that he should say something. He forced his hands to be still. Although he didn’t smile, he appeared to relax at least. “Tell me what it is like living with the Sixteenth?” he asked. It was something he had often wondered about, life within his legion was regimented and simple however he knew Horus’ band of warriors were quite different to his. He also gestured for a serf to come over and asked for tea to be brought. If nothing else, it would give his hands something to hold on to.

"It's... different from here. There is more light, and illumination. And more noise too. Before, when I was living with the remembrancers, there was no real curfew, no real rules. It was incredibly noisy. The writers' deck, where I was, was a hell. Cursed writers drinking, and yelling, weeping, screaming and fucking at any hours were making me consider asking to be moved from this deck. I rarely go down there anymore, though... Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me now considering the remembrancers unworthy of attention, no, not at all! I have tried once or twice to go eat in our halls. All conversations stopped around me and I was stared at. Like I was a curiosity... Like I was some sort of bee queen... I haven't even officially taken Abaddon's name! It's used only for official parties... Now I stay on the First Company's deck. It's not really noisier than here, even if the eating halls are. It's yelling, screaming, laughing, drinking and telling jokes, all around the place!" The memory brought a smile to her lips. "At first, I was uneasy here, thinking people would stare at me, or make loud jokes. They stared. For a minute, assimilating my face, then forgot me entirely. I... am uneasy, in public...' she confessed, a little laugh leaving her lips. 'I have married the first captain, but I'm uneasy in public... I don't know how the other companies are living, but I know a few, and their overall mood reflects their captain's mindset quite good. The 2nd, they are the loudest of all. A few of them are pulling pranks all the time and I never go down there alone. The 4th, aside from one or two brooding Astartes, are a decent and polite bunch. And the 10th are eager. I can't stay alone here for more than a minute before someone notices me and escorts me!" she laughed. "But my favorite place is the1st's deck. They all know me. They help if I ask, otherwise, they pay no attention. I can eat in the halls alone, and they will just acknowledge me. It's a much more peaceful place than I thought." she nodded at these last words, missing home

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