The Tide of the God Emperor's Will

Not that he would know much one way or the other, he was just a lowly Guardsman after all. 

Would be a nice change of pace from re-re-reading his “edited” copy of the Uplifting Primer.

Not that he would know much one way or the other, he was just a lowly Guardsman after all. 

“Well, so long as you don’t tell anyone you taught me, least of all Commisar Squires.” He was pretty sure the black-coat would look the other way so long as it lead to more dead xenos, but still. 

Not that he would know much one way or the other, he was just a lowly Guardsman after all. 

“Those teeth made good carving practice.” Selora casually pointed up to where the tusks of the Warboss had been carved with pretty designs and up in a clear glass case. “They do. I’m pretty sure these would be worth quite a bit by their currency standards. But I’d much sooner flame those bastards.”

No reason to risk that honestly.

“Those teeth made good carving practice.” Selora casually pointed up to where the tusks of the Warboss had been carved with pretty designs and up in a clear glass case. “They do. I’m pretty sure these would be worth quite a bit by their currency standards. But I’d much sooner flame those bastards.”

“Could you show me the way back, maybe? Or at least point me in the direction?”

“Those teeth made good carving practice.” Selora casually pointed up to where the tusks of the Warboss had been carved with pretty designs and up in a clear glass case. “They do. I’m pretty sure these would be worth quite a bit by their currency standards. But I’d much sooner flame those bastards.”

“Lovely scrimshaw work either way. Origin just makes it all the better.” A snort.  “Feckin’ Greenies.”

“I got a little turned around, I think. All the lifts I’ve passed only go UP, not down.”

“And now to walk all the way back.”

“Those teeth made good carving practice.” Selora casually pointed up to where the tusks of the Warboss had been carved with pretty designs and up in a clear glass case. “They do. I’m pretty sure these would be worth quite a bit by their currency standards. But I’d much sooner flame those bastards.”

“Lovely scrimshaw work either way. Origin just makes it all the better.” A snort.  “Feckin’ Greenies.”

“I got a little turned around, I think. All the lifts I’ve passed only go UP, not down.”

“Those teeth made good carving practice.” Selora casually pointed up to where the tusks of the Warboss had been carved with pretty designs and up in a clear glass case. “They do. I’m pretty sure these would be worth quite a bit by their currency standards. But I’d much sooner flame those bastards.”

“Lovely scrimshaw work either way. Origin just makes it all the better.” A snort.  “Feckin’ Greenies.”

Volcanic lighting from Taal Volcano Philippines

During the Mando-Jedi wars, they dealt with this in characteristically practical fashion; they used slugthrowers (aka ordinary firearms) instead, because if a Jedi tries to deflect a regular bullet, what happens is “A bunch of bullet shrapnel to the Jedi’s face.”

Mando’ade, racking a shotgun; deflect this you wizard bitch

“After these guys are dusted, you want some tea? One of the lads figured out how to turn that mossy stuff that grows on damn near everything into a passable Earl Grey.”

“Also, this might just be me, but I’m getting a sudden sense of deja vu…but I guess muddy trenchlines are kind of a given anywhere in our glorious Imperium, are they not?”

He listened to sound of the distant artillery and leaned back against the wall of his dugout. These were the days he hated the quiet and peaceful no battles, no fighting, nothing but the waiting.

“No commands so far. Maybe they’re keeping their head down through the shelling.”

Iconic.

Also for the REALLY kinky, hyper-janky combat footage of the enemies of man hurling themselves against barricades.

The Star Ospreys Chapter is warned of the coming Noctus Aeturna by one of their homeworlds sentient orcas, 999 M41 (colorized)