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The cafeteria consisted of the battle-brothers. Be it nutrient paste, some food from the Merchant Fleet or whatever brought back from the world a kill-team had save, the cafeteria of the Watch Fortress was always busy. Ninety-Nine stared herself in the mirror, admiring the new change in her body, for today from now on, she was allowed to roam the facility with limited freedom.
“Hmm hmm hmm.” Ninety-Nine hummed.
Ninety-Nine stared at her taller body, the faint curves, the sharper features of her face. Yet… the white and purple exoskeleton remained. She looked closer to a human, yet she was not. Her claws, fangs and tail proved so. Ninety-Nine opened her mouth, saw the fangs and the long prehensile tongue then closed her mouth. She sighed, then picked up a newly made robe delivered yesterday.
<span class="mu-i">I can at least hide my tail…</span>
Ninety-Nine draped herself in a long red and white robe, making sure most of her features were hidden a s much as possible then placed a red mask to hide the lower half of her face. Ninety-Nine looked at the mirror once more.
<span class="mu-i">That’s better.</span>
Inside the cafeteria, Ninety-Nine walked to a station where a line of servitor stood.
“A plate of today’s special and amino-porridge please.”
“Compliance.”
Ninety-Nine carried the two large plates.
“Watch it, worm.”
An astartes shoved past. Ninety-Nine’s footing stumbled as her feet intertwined with the fabric of her robe.
Roll agility
Difficulty: 16
Amount of rolls: 1
Dice: D20
Modifier: Agility (+2)
Success: Ninety-Nine saves her food and see who it was
Failure: Ninety-Nine drops her food and becomes pic related
<span class="mu-s">Comment: Sometimes I think about making a roll for ninety-nine to hold in her tears kek</span>
