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Volsk nodded, "excellent questions all, but I can tell you with certainty that there was no cover-up. And Raleigh Prime, as the planet is listed in Imperial Records, is an incredibly pious society, to the point that it is nearly theocratic. We have no idea if there are any cults in the underhive, but by law of averages, there must be." He clicked his remote, and flicked off the holoprojector. At which point the lights came back on. he smiled, "Now that that business is settled, allow me to introduce you all to my established team. There on the wall behind me is Corvus Harland. We met in the Guard, during the Galvus Campaign. We were both part of the 56th Combined Arms Strike Force. He was in the Catachan 17th, and I was with the Gandonian 86th. This was back before I was recruited by my former teacher, you see. We were stationed on Galvus, hence the Galvus Campaign. It was an Emperor-forsaken hellhole on the other side of the galaxy. He had been given the honor of being his squad's heavy gunner, replacing his lasgun for a multi-laser. Anyways, long story short, we met, killed some greenskins, and have been best buds ever since. He is most certainly not above using my immense capitol to purchase a myriad of weapons and armors, and therefore is my ship's quartermaster. Should you ever need a weapon, or require training with said weapon, speak to him. He also isn't a bad regicide player." The large man at Osbourne's back grunted in approval. He then gestured to his right, to a thin, shy, bespectacled girl with long, black hair, "This blushing beauty is Nomina Kellier, an ingenious programmer from Golaris, a small planet in the Helican subsector. I met her while on a case in Gudrun with my former master. She had been a small time hacker back then, worming her way into secure databases, digging for information, all very harmless. Until one day she uncovered an extortion scheme in the local arbites department. She had been hearing news about an inquisitor in the area, and had decided that her best course of action was to do what?"
The girl started blushing, looking like a child who was being scolded as she said, "Hack into your servers..."
Volsk smiled, "And where did that get you?"
She looked down at her hands, which were neatly folded in her lap, "It had your big guy breaking down my door, and then you stole my cogitators."
Volsk frowned, obviously hurt by her remark, "Stolen, oh not at all, we simply confiscated them. To search for any information you had, we returned them in short order didn't we?"
She shot back at him, "Yeah, and they were completely wiped! Do you even realize how long it had taken me to acquire that much data!?" her eyes got wide and her lips pressed together, as she blushed to an even darker shade of red, realizing that she had been shouting. Volsk smiled a crooked smile, as he looked at her, "Graah! Dammit Volsk, I hate it when you do that!"
Volsk burst out laughing, "Well if you didn't make it so easy I wouldn't do it so often. Besides, you look too cute when you blush for me not to. It's too fun."
She just returned to her shell, pouting. Volsk slowly started to calm down, "Ahahaha, whoo... That was fun...." He turned to the rest of the group, "Alright, I want each of you to introduce yourselves to the team, tell a bit about yourselves and when we're done, feel free to mingle and chat. We have a few days before we reach Raleigh Prime, and there is plenty of time to meet you new colleagues, chat, and generally get to know everybody. Feel free to sample some of my liqours if you wish, I also have tanna, or recaf if that is more to your taste. I have also prepared a few hors d'oeuvres if you are feeling peckish. So please, one at a time, come up here, and tell us about yourselves. I always relish learning more about my team."