Honestly a sword on the end of a chain is called a flail and Gadriel absolutely is familiar with them and they are also cool.
Well, his attempt at talking to people from different places and actually trying to have social skills appeared to have gone awry. It was fine. A stranger probably did not want to hear the details of Elion's death. Tyranids were brutal. And people around them were trying to eat.
"Gadriel. Sergeant, Sixth Squad, Second Company, Ultramarines." He was proud of his Chapter, even this far away. Just saying his full rank made him feel like he was touching home. He did blink at the title, and then leaned in, lowering his voice. "There is likely work for the Inquisition in this place." Heresy. EVERYWHERE.
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Well, his attempt at talking to people from different places and actually trying to have social skills appeared to have gone awry. It was fine. A stranger probably did not want to hear the details of Elion's death. Tyranids were brutal. And people around them were trying to eat.
"Gadriel. Sergeant, Sixth Squad, Second Company, Ultramarines." He was proud of his Chapter, even this far away. Just saying his full rank made him feel like he was touching home. He did blink at the title, and then leaned in, lowering his voice. "There is likely work for the Inquisition in this place." Heresy. EVERYWHERE.