【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第十四章:阴影 Shadows(11)
“Disgusting,” I remarked as I plucked my satchel back up and away from the slowly expanding pool of foul-smelling and vaguely green bio-organic lubricant mixture that, I believed, also doubled as blood.
I moved around the home, ignoring the occasionally sparking carcass in the middle of it, and found a good number of nonperishable bits of food. Mostly something called ‘Soylens Viridiens’ of various purported flavors that I wasn’t certain were accurate descriptors of their taste at all. Still, it was better than starving, and the small set of quarters Alessandra and I were currently occupying didn’t have much in the way of food.
With a shrug, I stashed the cans in the satchel. A further amount of token snooping turned up a decently filled kit of medical supplies which went on top of the food, and I resolved to bring the jetbike back here so I could take back more of the supplies before the Orks got their grubby green hands on it.
My exploring took me into the bedrooms, and I found a quite of bit of gaudy accouterment that the Orks would no doubt happily steal. I left those for them, they served me no purpose and looked awful, but I suppose the average Mon-Keigh isn’t much more aesthetically developed than the average Ork, so more for them.
I moved around the home, ignoring the occasionally sparking carcass in the middle of it, and found a good number of nonperishable bits of food. Mostly something called ‘Soylens Viridiens’ of various purported flavors that I wasn’t certain were accurate descriptors of their taste at all. Still, it was better than starving, and the small set of quarters Alessandra and I were currently occupying didn’t have much in the way of food.
With a shrug, I stashed the cans in the satchel. A further amount of token snooping turned up a decently filled kit of medical supplies which went on top of the food, and I resolved to bring the jetbike back here so I could take back more of the supplies before the Orks got their grubby green hands on it.
My exploring took me into the bedrooms, and I found a quite of bit of gaudy accouterment that the Orks would no doubt happily steal. I left those for them, they served me no purpose and looked awful, but I suppose the average Mon-Keigh isn’t much more aesthetically developed than the average Ork, so more for them.