Post by Magnus Calpurnius on Mar 26, 2009 15:15:41 GMT
Walking in to his quarters, Magnus took a look around. It was spartan, little in the way of decorations, and nothing to really tell you anything about its occupant. There was a bed against one wall, a desk opposite with some paperwork on it, and a shelf for weapon storage. The shelf had Magnus' trusty bolter on it, oh how he wished he could take it with him.
Sitting down at the desk, Magnus took out his pistol and sat it on the wooden surface, a quick glance told him it was in perfect condition, while a more thorough check proved him right.
Next up was his armour, he went through it a piece at a time, and once again found no problems. His other miscellaneous equipment also checked out fine, although he needed to wipe his dataslate clean, the information was rather outdated, it was random bits of information from their last mission.
Satisfied that his equipment was fine, he re-holstered his pistol and headed back out of the room.
Sitting down at the desk, Magnus took out his pistol and sat it on the wooden surface, a quick glance told him it was in perfect condition, while a more thorough check proved him right.
Next up was his armour, he went through it a piece at a time, and once again found no problems. His other miscellaneous equipment also checked out fine, although he needed to wipe his dataslate clean, the information was rather outdated, it was random bits of information from their last mission.
Satisfied that his equipment was fine, he re-holstered his pistol and headed back out of the room.
