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"It's a plant that's dried up and crushed into a powder" Ren interjected "I tried to hide the foxnip jar but apparently she found it... and her head 'accidentally' inserted itself into it"

Azumi then waddled clumsily towards Ren

"Renny-poo! My sweet baby boy! Teehee!" She said just as clumsily as she hugged her son. She then started acting like an actual puppy and started play biting Ren's leg

"Seriously?" Was all Ren could say

"I'm more interested in knowing if this foxnip has some sort of connection to her powers."

Azumi then collapsed. A few moments later, she got up, somehow hungover from the foxnip.

"Oh dear..." She groaned "That was fun"

She then looked up at Ren

"May I have some more-"

"Nope!" He replied immediately

"Azumi, would you tell Brother-Lieutenant Tolmeron and I about this 'fox nip'?"

"Oh! Well, Foxnip is the powdered version of the Foxnip plant, which is native to the planet Castel and recently introduced into the hive fleet marshmallows by yours truly! It offers canines an extremely relaxing effect, followed by a sense of euphoria... as seen by my actions earlier! Unfortunately, I could not use my sorcery to the best of my ability while on foxnip because, as my little Ren says, I was 'high'"

"That has left me with more questions than answers."

"You're not the only one, Lieutenant. I shudder to think what it would do to my wife...."

"All I wanted to know was if the foxnip echoed Azumi's ability to stay the Red Thirst. But now I am concerned about what might happen if another Tyranid hive fleet made contact with and absorbed Hive Fleet Marshmallow."

"Not even I know if foxnip would help you and your brothers. It seems that when Azumi takes foxnip, the Red Thirst completely vanishes. I'll bring what tomes and codexes I have, you you two can take them to whoever does your research"

He sat there smiling and feeding his adopted son. Piano was asleep with his betty up next to Oniyan signifying that the kitten was comfortable

Peers around as she makes her way through the door of the bar, taking a seat at the counter.

Beau walked in once more taking his cowboy hat off and hung it on a hook, before going over to the counter sitting down "beer please!" he smiled before seeing the women with the blue hair "howdy, names Beau you are?"

She glances over her shoulder, looking at the man as he spoke to her, sharing a small smile to him, "Hello, Beau. I am Sagittaria, but you can call me Taria."

"sagittaria? that is a very beautiful name, very unique, but i can taria if you like" he said, once he got his beer he came over, he sat one seat away that way there was space between them that way he didn't make her uncomftorable "so where are you from? I'm from tennessee"

"You can use whichever name you like; some just find Taria to be easier." Watching as he came to sit closer to her, responding to his question, with a small head tilt. "Tennessee? I have no clue where that is. I am from another realm, land of Asteria. I came here through a mirror, at least in different realms, there is still a similar place of gathering."

"oh, thats kinda cool, so like here we have states, and tennessee is one of those states, you should travel around the world, some places have so beautiful forests and mountains" he smiled softly

"Much appreciated, Mathius. Captain Aphael and I have already been in contact with Lord Dante, and he has dispatched a Sanguinary Priest to come and observe all of this."

He brought Beau his beer "Welcome back"

A new Space Marine strides into the bar. He is clad in brilliant white armour which shines in the light. On his left shoulder, he wears the familiar emblem of the Blood Angels, the red background of the shoulder pad a vibrant contrast against the white armour. On his right shoulder is a helix emblem adorned with wings and a scroll which has the name of the Blood Angels Primarch, Sanguinius. A simple red tabard runs along the front of the newcomer's armour, with a golden grail hanging from his belt along with several vials of reddish liquid. On the other side of his belt sits a holster, which judging from its size, contains a bolt pistol larger than usual. Mag-clamped above the holster is a chainsword, the monomolecular teeth shiny and sharp in a sign of good maintenance. A large bulky contraption sits around the right wrist of the Astartes, a device with a screen, several vials, and a chainblade that has a large diamond tipped-needle drill sitting next to it. A spotlight and a sensor module sit on top of his backpack, which bears more emblems indicative of his role as some sort of combat medic. Much like Tolmeron and Aphael, this newcomer is unmasked. His features are like any other scion of Baal, as elegant as those of a marble statue chiseled by a masterful hand. His blonde hair piles around the gorget of his armour, seeming almost golden as it catches the light. "Sanguinary Priest Nicodemus, reporting as requested." He introduces himself, his tone clipped in a way that suggests a military formality, and that he is definitely here on business.

"Brother-Priest, welcome to Trixie's. Celestial Mathius is in charge here. Oh, and the large one in the seat is Drael. The one with golden hair. He resembles an Astartes, but he is not. Before Brother-Captain Messinius and his division was sent to guard alongside the Celestial Lions, Drael is the one who fought alongside us and slaughtered the filthy, Iron Warriors heretics.

I assume you have arrived to speak with both Azumi and Mathius about our affliction?"