Julius blinked, confused, but took the papers. He hadn't asked for any transfers. this was probably someones idea of a joke, saddling him with a greenhorn in the midst of a heretical purge.
"Well then.. All is in order.. you're lucky that my blade had discharged it's field. It not, your face would be charred off. Take post next to the astartes, help them with examining defenses. Sometimes they seem to forget what a mere mortal human like us can actually physically do. I will debrief you when the defensework is done. Understood?' |