I really thought things were going to get better for Rimwena. She certainly seemed more open to me than before. Then there was that Sanguinala miracle. If I had to guess, in a weird way, things seemed to be improving for her. Then this happens. Another false spot of hope before this uncaring galaxy finds yet another way to ruin us. This is bullshit, why does the one of the few Emperor damn people I can call a friend have to fuc-
Head in the game, Gordon. What do we have? Corpse with las bolt through the skull, entry point under the chin. Another withdrawn, morose paranoid psyker kills themselves out of despair, right? Except anyone who actually knew Rimwena could quite clearly see that is complete bullshit. Had Noctine perform an autopsy. Signs of a struggle, only superficial wounds however. Whoever she was up against couldn’t land a proper hit it would seem. She always did say she was a diviner and not a very good one but clearly good enough to see what was coming, eh? Imagine being outmanoeuvred continuously by some shifty sniper, you must have got them right riled up. What is interesting is that apparently, your brain chemistry is straight up wrong. Didn’t appear to be caused chemically. What happened to you Rimwena? In any case, you were taken here, no signs of struggle in your room. With luck the stupid bastard will have walked in front of Noctine’s camera. How does it go from a fight to you blasting your brains out? You weren’t drugged and being coerced into it seems highly unlikely. I’m tempted to say some manner of warp power is at play but our expert on the matter is otherwise indisposed.
Maybe your personal effects have an answer? I feel uncomfortable redistributing your gear, makes me feel like a vulture that was waiting for that last breath before digging in. However, things as they are, we need everything we can get and I don’t think you’d complain about some practical recycling. Let’s see here. One duelling pistol, modified for extra ammo capacity. Good thing too, because per this, you’ve fired three shots. Well, we know where one of them went but the other two, now that’s interesting. Hopefully there’s some asshole walking around here with two new holes in him thanks to you. I intend to make sure that it isn’t the last they will see of this weapon. Long las can go to our newest “recruit”, she better treat it well. Ah your chamoline cloak. My Sanguinala gift to you. Went to a lot of trouble to get this but I’d figure you would appreciate it. I’ll hold onto this. Your ID seems untouched which for our sakes is good. Hmm, the pendant we found in Zarkhov’s room. She was quite shocked to find it. Let’s see what is inside. Two pictures, a woman in a simple dress and a man in a naval uniform. Guessing by the stripes and the lack of any ornate decoration I’d say NCO. The picture is a bit small but I’d go further and say Sergeant at Arms. Have to be a tough bastard to earn that position, leading boarding parties is dangerous work. Some might even say suicidal work. I’ve seen my fair share come and go. I guess these are her parents but they could be anybody really. Never had the time to ask, we were always so busy. I don’t know where she comes from, what she did growing up, who raised her or anything like that. Maybe it wasn’t that important, maybe the now was all that mattered. I’ll keep this safe.
That didn’t help much. Let’s take a step back here, who are our preliminary suspects. Dark Eldar? Nope she wouldn’t be here and she would be looking this… good. One of the people of interest, Inviso perhaps? Maybe, there is still that unaccounted for daemonic presence. Silvanto and Avund? Given that people have been going missing after they meet them it wouldn’t surprise me. That I have little to go on so far is infuriating. You’ve left enough behind though, it’s a start. Once we review the camera footage then we can really start investigating. I swear, whoever did this is living on borrowed time. The Emperor as my witness I will see that justice is done. I don’t care if they are man, xenos or daemon. They will be sent to the grave screaming.
Although in the end, all vengeance is hollow. As captain I am responsible for the well-being for all those under my command and I have failed. When everything is quiet and I am alone I will remember this failing for the rest of my days. No man is more than the sum of his mistakes, all that can be asked is that they learn from them. However, looking at Rimwena’s lifeless body I can’t help but ask what exactly am I supposed to learn from this!? What secret meaning am I supposed to derive from such senseless death?
I fucking hate this ship.