A single note echoes through the passageways, accompanied only by the unique sounds of a fresh corpse being carelessly dragged by one ankle. If anyone is bothered by this, few consider asking the 'musician' to cease. Standing just over three metres tall and a little over half that wide, the Ogryn BONE'ead Gor is far too pleased at finally mastering the complicated concepts and multi-step process to whistling to let anything like tune or rhythm intrude upon his revelry. Finally, the giant abhuman stops walking at an airlock, which he stands and studies for quite some time.<br/><br/>Long minutes later, with a smug look on his face, Gor jabs a finger the size of a man's forearm at the controls until he manages to mash the large green button to slide open the first lock. Hooting his pride in his own genius, he steps inside.<br/><br/>Moments later he's released the corpse into the vacuum of space in order to grip with both hands the nearest protruding surface to keep himself from being sucked into the void. It's only through the actions of a quick-witted passerby, attracted by the hooting, that Gor manages to get back inside the ship. He hoots once more, kicks the bulkhead for good measure, and follows the trail of blood back to his boss, leaving one confused and astonished human staring at the bootprint in the wall behind him.<br/><br/>A single whistled note echoes tunelessly through the passageways.