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Outside, Smudgie a creature wrapped in a fire-retardant blanket took up some of the cable by a winch on his giant metal fishing pole. He might not be a good stabber but he still has good strong arms! Couldn't roast the food without drying out Smudgie's wings. He had to keep his distance! Food had to be up close. He had a solution!
"YAY FIRE! COOK SMUDGIE'S DINNER! FIREFIREFIREFIRE! MARSHMELLOWBROCCOLI!", yelled the plated high-octane creature his blood currently on fire with its own naturally produced narcotic. Though their metabolism burnt hot it was built to take the punishment.
"Then child I shall let you play for now." The opulent witch in purple chided whilst ruefully smiling. "But as for....." Forna suddenly trailed off as something offputting seemed to catch her attention. Her eyes began to search the endless web of entangled fates and possibilities only to find herself gazing upon the image of a strange looking creature. Though she was not present to see the excited emotion of the overly sized bugs joy there was only one thing she could say in order to make sense of this event.
Forna turned his attention to her staff and gave it two light taps upon the ground before suddenly vanishing from sight. She had many places to be and little time to get all of her work done. She was going to need to raise a small army if her task would ever be accomplished, that or a few good men and women.
Chaos was responsible for the fire. And with that he warned the others as they were busy putting out the fire. "Beware...I...I can feel chaos nearby!....I can hear it!..." The psyker warned. The guardsman uneved by this kept watch as they put out the fire.
Antennae shot up along with a shotgun explanation from the speaker strapped to the bottom plate of his head behind the mandible. The voice had the compression of shouting the stimulant-fueled bug couldn't regulate his volume this excited, "I DIDN'T BURN IT. WE'RE NOT ALLOWED TO PLAY WITH FIRE! ISTILLWANTHOTFOOD!"
The VREEE of the rapid winching continued even as Smudgie wasn't looking at what he was doing. The ball bounced and skidded across the lawn a black translucent ball with some green and brown material inside. A thin steam emerged from holes near the top.
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