#reader!serf

You were working on the ship, doing the assigned task that your supervisor had given you. Helping to tend to the Votive candles on the ship, making sure they are still lit and tended to. As to make sure there isn't too much wax and that the small bit of smoke from the candles didn't mess up the walls that were next to the candles as you carefully scrubbed the walls, without accidentally getting the fire blown out of the candles. As you tended to the various candles and washed down the walls and the floors you made sure that you were out of the way of Lord Angels and the other. As you hear the distinctive movements of a Lord Angel you shift a bit and glance and turn bright red and turn your face back to the part of the wall you were scrubbing. You heard the voice- the strident and familiar voice of Second Captain Cato Sicarius. The man was naked as a baby and dripping liquids of some kind and he stomps down the ship. One of his fellow Lord Angels- an Apothecary is shouting after him.

"And I told you- I won't stay a moment longer to get back into my gear and get my Tempest blade back!" Cato Sicarius bellows out.

"At least put on something to cover your bits." Someone says, 'There are new Scout on board- and don't need to see you like that so soon. We are supposed to the Finest Chapter of the Legios Astartes."

"We are the finest Chapter of Astartes!' Lord Sicarius bellows back as he turns around his.

Oh you can see his naughty bits swinging freely. Glistening with- is that water? Sweat? Or a medicinal fluid. You had heard that he and a few other brothers had fought in a Glorious Battle for the God Emperor recently. Your cheeks are flushed red as you edge to another section of the way and continue to scrub the wall.

You must have made too much noise as both Lord Angels turned to look at you. For some reason the other Lord Angel started ... if you didn't know better almost smirking and chortling at Lord Captain Sicarius.

"What are you doing here Serf?!" The Second Captain Cato Sicarius demands.

'Is it just me, or is his voice a little higher pitched than normal?' You wonder quietly.

"I am cleaning this section of the ship, Lord Astarte." You say making sure to focus on your job and not look at- at all of THE Second Captain.

"Hmp." The Second Captain grunts and you can hear the scowl, "And Why aren't you looking at me when I speak to you, serf?"

"I-I am attending to my duties." You squeak out.

"And you are buck arse naked, as a babe fresh from the womb, only far to large and ugly." A welcome voice comes over, teasing the other angel.

"Mind your tone and words, Fourth Captain," Cato growls out at Ventris with a scowl as he stomps over to his younger brother with a grumble.