Tales of the Emperasque
!!Qb2aRW+wCPO 05/19/11(Thu)20:03 No.14984581|
Roboute sighed. “Sir Bjorn, with that load of steam released, are you quite ready to speak about this civilly?”
“Fine. Ugh. Look, Grimnir, no offense, but I can’t take it anymore,” he started.
“So I gathered, Elder Bjorn,” Grimnir said, gingerly removing Russ from his shoulder. Russ finally got himself back under control, wiping tears of hysteria from his eyes. “I think that your complaints, though inappropriately delivered, hold merit. The Blood Ravens’ conduct, however,” he said, turning a glare loose on Angleos, whose faint smile vanished as if it had been dropped down a well, “is completely unacceptable.”
“I AGREE,” the Emperor said, apparently choosing to forget that he had already known of the dreadnought’s defection. “CHAPTER MASTER ANGELOS, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?”
“Nothing, my Lord God,” Angelos said glumly. “It is true. Nothing else to say.”
“VERY WELL,” the Emperor roared, “THEN IN LIGHT OF BJORN’S…TESTIMONY, I THINK IT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE FOR YOUR CHAPTER TO BEAR PENANCE FOR THIS LARCENOUS BEHAVIOR. I WILL PASS ALONG MY JUDGMENT WHEN I HAVE HAD TIME TO CONSIDER THE REPERCUSSIONS OF THE ACT. BJORN, AS THE AGGRIEVED PARTY, WHAT HAVE YOU TO ASK?”
“Nothing to ask, sire, I’ve been having the time of my life since I got out of that bloody tomb,” the dreadnaught said, drawing an exasperated stare from Grimnir.
“ALL RIGHT THEN. ANGLEOS, STAY WHERE I CAN FIND YOU. BJORN, GRIMNIR, DISMISSED. ROBOUTE, LEMAN, GO GET SOME REST. I’LL HAVE A JOB FOR YOU BOTH TOMORROW.”