Brother Vindicca<br/><br/>Brother Vindicca had been studiously going through the Rites of Maintence on his various pieces of wargear.  In his years as a boy on Krokett, his father had taught him that if you take care of your tools off the field, they will take care of you in the field.  It was a lesson that still served him well as a proud member of the Adeptus Astartes.  The Company's Techmarine, Brother Tisla, had been quite happy to only have to guide him through the quirks of taking care of Astartes equipment rather than having to go through the laborious process of breaking bad habits and forming new ones.  This had played some part in allowing him to hold onto two special weapons rather than one.  He could take care of both and knew when to use one or the other.<br/><br/>Brother-Captain Batiatus's address came as almost routine.  The sub-company was a machine unto itself that fit into the greater whole of the Imperial Swords.  Self reliance was always important into an Astartes chapter, but it takes on a whole new meaning when only half a Codex company is deployed.  Conservative chapters, such as the Ultramarines and their successor chapters, would have found it to be madness.  However, it had served them well.<br/><br/>Vindicca secured his gear to his suit, carefully modified to hold all his weapons.  The sheer amount of gear would confuse anyone who did not know him well.  Through decades of experience and trial and error, he had learned how to place what he needed exactly where he could easily reach it.  Bolt pistol on his right side, chainsword on his left.  Plasma Gun and Flamer on his backpack.  He need only reach over his shoulder to reach them.  Bolter on his waist in the back.  He was ready.<br/><br/>He reported to Brother Sgt. Rmey, "Vindicca ready to kill in the God-Emperor's name, Brother Sergeant."