Crossing his path with his Brother from the Dark Angels, Armitael just released a subtle sigh, now believing that the matters to treat are of dire importance... somehow. As he stepped toe-to-toe into the chamber with his companion, his first sight was that of a woman clad in red armor, whose greatest feature was the Inquisition rossette. He felt no love for those of the Inquisition, but he nonetheless had to remain calm and respectful of them, as it was part of his duties.
And he was right to suspect that, as the mission was to purge the scourge of the Genestealers from a world that could be prey to the Tyranids. "No questions shall be done by me, Brother-Captain. I only serve to reap apart the enemies of the Emperor."-Armitael said, nodding at his superior officer.-"Welcome to Deathwatch, Sister-Inquisitor. Now, if you excuse me, I'll prepare myself for the mission."
Issuing a simple salute, he walked out of the chamber, going directly to the armory in order to get his equipment. He was not one to delve into the use of bolter weapons, preferring the crude, savage method of dealing with his enemies using a chainsword, his weapon of choice. Also, just in case, he chose to get also some grenades, as it would help him to better deal with the xenos.
(OFF: Requisition is: 1 Astartes Chainsword, 1 Photon Flash Grenade, 2 Astartes Stun Grenade)