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Lt. Alvin Anderson grew up underground on a Death World and frankly it just got worse from there. Recruited into the Imperial Navy as an Armsman, he served aboard a number of vessels before being assigned to the planetary defence fleet for Merewald. Said planet being a bit of a backwater, most of these were run by crew who had only recently learned of engines that ran on fusion power rather than coal. Not to mention that the Merewald culture of Tea, Biscuits and Deportment was somewhat alien to a man who'd spent his formative years checking every room for tunnel lizards before entering and drinking recycled water.

After his vessel suffered an Incident he ended up groundside for the first time in a decade and somewhat alarmed by the situation. Firstly because there's no roof, secondly because the rest of his unit consists of deck officers with swords and revolvers. He's compensating by dragging round a squad's worth of weaponry on account of being the Squad. His greatest wish is to be reassigned to a spaceship again, preferably a long way away from "George".

This is his tune. I didn't make him any more complicated really than Average FPS Dude. Hence the Massive Gun Pile and tendency to web everything to the floor just in case. :P: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALd0ILisKvI

Tea Hard

Anderson spent much the recent mission to Kagg's World gluing cultists to the floor so that his superiors could stab them more easily. When he wasn't doing that, he somehow ended up pressed into service as the Imperial force's mechanic. Cue him and the Guard surgeon fixing armour and truculent mining machinery using Flak Tape, a combat knife, a laser scalpel, and shouted threats at the Machine Spirit. This only got him electrocuted once, and they didn't blow up any vox units.

Tea Harder

A mission to [REDACTED] under the orders of [REDACTED] led to "the elimination of a small but well armed band of local heretics". The Lt. Commander's sterling work in leading several combat operations (by delegating to Anderson on account of no spaceships being involved) earned him a commendation from the [CLEARANCE LEVEL THETA]. This has led Lt. Anderson to hope that some of his subordinates might finally be exonerated by the Navy Tribunal over That Damn Asteroid Incident. Many things exploded. None of them were Naval property though, so that was alright.

Tea Hard 3: With a Biscuit.

Assigned by the Inquisition to infiltrate a Fancy Party and gather evidence of Heresy, Anderson undertook his mission with the tact and subtlety for which Naval Boarding Teams are famed. Armed with a pile of concealed weapons (which were promptly confiscated) and a book on etiquette (which sadly wasn't), he and Bickersteth successfully broke into the profaned shrine and recorded the solid evidence required. Unfortunately they then had their minds wiped by witches, went mad from the realisation when a visiting Inquisitor interrogated Bickersteth, and tried to kill each other with their bare hands. One trail of laser-riddled heretics and paper-thin cover stories later, the rogue Navigators had been rounded up and shot, the Holy Festival saved (For an acceptable value of "saved") and the Ordo Hereticus given an object lesson on why you don't send scratch-bands of assorted agents to do an Assassin's job. Anderson himself got a shouted lesson in why the Emperor doesn't actually want you to collect fingers from the enemy.

Tea Hard: The Remake

The 2017 remake promoted the former off-screen side character of "George" to Captain, pissing off legions of Internet Mysogynist Neckbeards. Anderson himself was redesigned with a more classic Naval look, and also with some snazzy bionics. The Lord's Confidence was assigned to transport Inquistorial agents to Finisterra, a recently conquered world in the Prosperitas Sector. Other than the odd Rising Flame heretic attack, the world was mostly compliant, relatively friendly, and had no Warpy Bullshit. Until the agents showed up, everything went to shit, and daemonic possession came crawling out of the walls. He ended up de-mining a hunting ground with a spoon and some duct tape, getting into a point-blank hand grenade fight with a power-armoured arch-heretic, and worse! DOING INTELLIGENCE PAPERWORK.


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