A radical Grand Inquisitor rose and slammed his report onto the table!
"In the name of the Inquisition! I propose we dispatch Inquisition forces directly to Bolomite, take that Emperor's envoy of unknown origin into custody, and bring him back to Terra for a thorough investigation!"
"..." The Inquisitors present all closed their eyes for a moment.
"Take him into custody? How? Are you going?"
"I'm not going! I said the Inquisition should send someone!"
"Who? You?"
"Send... send someone from the Ordo Xenos! Colt! You go!"
"Exactly, you were making the biggest fuss just now! You're the head of the Ordo Xenos! The Tyranids are your responsibility!"
The Xenos Inquisitor's face went from white to red. "I deal with Tyranids, not people! You want me to investigate that Emperor's envoy? Why don't you go?"
"I'm not in the Ordo Xenos!"
"Then what the hell are you running your mouth for?!" The scuffle grew heated enough that several nearby Inquisitors who stood to separate them were shoved aside.
As they grappled, they knocked over a table, spilling the tea on it.
The Lord Inquisitor at the head of the room slammed the table. "What are you arguing for?! Will arguing solve anything?!"
"He started it!"
"I slammed the table to make my position clear! Not to volunteer!"
"Then shut up!"
"Why should I shut up just because you tell me to?"
A conservative slammed the table too. "Now listen, you-"
"Enough. Everyone sit down."
The uproar was quelled once again.
It was the Lord Inquisitor seated on the right who had spoken.
That Lord Inquisitor had graying hair, a thin face, and high cheekbones. He sat on the right side of the ring and had not said a word since the footage finished playing.
Now that he had spoken, no