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[link]Well, this one was a little more one sided.
7 brave votes for NOT resting while staying way ahead of possible opposition
52 voted for resting a little. I guess everybody wanted a little bit of a breather.
BTW, I had to order another Wacom tablet pen. My dog thought he could pass the time while I was at work. Apparently it felt good on his teeth. So most of this pic was made with my mouse.
The choice is on the next part:
Here we go:
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It is hard to describe how Imperial armor; although cheaply made, was able to save my life a few times. As I pulled off the chest armor while holding back some bile coming up from the smell, I noticed a few indentations on the chest. Using the light disc, I examined the armor. Two ork slugs had made their home embedded into the chest plate. The Emperor Protects.
Looking over at my Tau companions, I noticed they got closer to the subterranean river. Kai sat on his haunches, while Xin used a wet cloth she soaked from the river to wash out his injuries. He wasn’t looking too well.
I waded into the river and used my hands to scrub off the grime and sweat from my chest armor. Removing my shirt, I washed that out as well. Water wasn’t as cold as I thought. But it was refreshing. A few minutes later, I returned ringing out my shirt of river water. The light disc Xin borrowed from me showed that I had been scraped and bruised all over. Also, new scars had shown up.
I sat down by the shore and began to rub my sore neck. Looking over to see how Kai’Faan was doing with Xin, she had a painful and confused look on her face as she watched me. Was it the sight of my injuries, or had I offended her in some way? Such a strange species. I assured her I was fine. She nodded and continued to work on Kai’s wound. After re-wrapping his injury, Xin seemed to get into a conversation with Kai. Afterwards, he lied down on the rocks began to rest. I’m sure he needed it.
It was nice to rest. I can’t even remember the times that I hadn’t had to worry about danger of death around every corner. I mean, it seems like a fading dream of memories back when my brother, sister and I used to sit on top of the agri-hydration filter back on the farm, and we would come up with outrageous story after story while eating mom’s freshly baked gramize fuit pie. If I came up with a story that matched what I’m doing now, both siblings would do their traditional “far-fetched-story-gets-the far-fall-glory” and push me off the filter unit into the haystacks gathered below……those times are long gone, and no one will know.
But, I have a purpose now. Something that is more important than being one of countless grunts that will meet their doom on this planet just from a sergeant’s finger point on a map. To be killed just to get the bloke behind you a few steps closer to the enemy before he gets killed for the guy behind him to make it a few more steps is a cheap end. But to be killed to bring a few priceless Tau closer to home and to save an entire planet of suffering colonists……that is something I can work for. Will I tell Xin this fact? Probably not. She feels she need to protect me, but I am going to do the same for these two if it the last breath I take.
I hadn’t realized I was daydreaming for almost an hour until Xin’Vauk sat next to me to check my bruises. As I snapped out of my daze, she poked at a huge scar I had on my back. After asking me where that came from, I told her of the story when Brutus and his comrades used to throw me around and slam me into the bunks. The scar she had been touching was when I was thrown so hard, the bunks buckled and fell on top of me. After stitches from the sanatorium, I was punished for breaking Imperial property; therefore receiving 10 very painful lashes.----------------------------------------------------------------
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Sta.sh
Still, it's all getting more and more interesting...
The only problem is that the rest of 40k is so overpowered it makes this stuff look like crap
and damn sounds like high school. A guy brakes a mop over your head and you have to pay for it. wtf!