Lilla also ordered herself the drink of Blush knowing it wasn't so rough of her to knock her unconscious. "I'd love to teach what I can to you when we have the time." She beamed a smile, seemingly more confident and less flustered than before. Lilla was ecstatic that she was even interested in what Lilla knew so well.<br/><br/>Then Abida did that... thing with her lips on the glass, her fingertip on her nose. As she listened to her speak, she imagined visually what she was describing. It sounded wonderous, almost magical in it's splendor. And Lilla secretly agreed with her; dancing was a great way to to find friends and lovers...<i>maybe.</i>Her shifting and switching of her legs only made Lilla's eyes drop for the quickest of moments, but the moment was enough.<br/><br/>"I wish I had the chance to choose to learn to dance as you have." She took a sip of her drin and leaned on her elbow on the bar, her head tilted to the side a bit as she continued.<br/><br/>"We are the soldiers of the Church of the Emperor. What that means in practical terms that you might relate to is that we hunt the heretics and psykers that defy the Emperor's Illumination. We also protect the people from Wild Psykers and Daemon's in a smaller capacity but still we frequently act in that role as well. We study the word of the Emperor and through our acts of defense and smite, we protect his people from all manner of vileness throughout His Imperium. Primarily, we are warriors of faith and fire. We carry bolter and well as good book, all in the name of protecting and spreading the will of the Emperor.<br/><br/>"I''ve been indoctrinated in the Order of my covenant since I was thirteen, so in a way, yes, I've always been a battle-sister. It is the reason why I don't know so much as you, and haven't lived as much as you have. You have seen so much and I have seen so little. I only want to see more of what you can show me so I can understand what I am protecting besides my own faith in Him."<br/><br/>Her blue eyes locked with hers her hand slowly rubbing the top of her other hand in thought and contemplation... "Does that make sense to you?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>