Editing Meet the Primarchs (Warhammer High) (section)

==Meeting The Lion==
As I pulled up to the house I couldn't believe my eyes, it was like someone had taken a time machine and pulled a mansion out of 1910 and plopped it here in the modern day. There was only one word to describe it: stately.

After knocking on the door I was greeted by an impeccably dressed servitor who asked me to take a seat in the foyer and that his mistress would be down shortly.

As I was sitting there my thoughts drifted to Lyra's father, she had told me that he had decided it was time for me to meet him. I must admit I was a little intimidated by this prospect. If he was anything like Lyra, I knew I would be dealing with a man whose razor sharp intelligence would feel like it could cut me in two and whose -

A voice interrupted my thoughts. "Evening, son." the voice said from behind me.
I snapped to attention and turned around to see the Lion himself standing there hand outstretched. His cool eyes seemed to take me in and figure me out all at once.
"Evening sir," I managed to say as I extended my hand, proud of myself for not letting how startled I was show in my voice.

After shaking my hand (which I was amazed I got back in one piece after feeling the power behind his handshake) he gestured for me to sit again and and he took a place on the couch opposite of me.

"Lyra is almost ready," he said "but in the meantime, tell me a little about yourself."
His words were casual, but from his eyes could tell that my words would be judged very carefully.
He didn't move except for the occasional nod as I told him about myself. The only time I noticed a change in his demeanor was when I mentioned my participation in the literary club, which was were I had met Lyra.

As I finished speaking I heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs. I turned to see Lyra standing there looking perfect as she always did with WD on her shoulder.
"Dad," her soft voice slightly reproachful, "I thought you were going to wait until I was down here to interrogate him."

The look that passed between the two of them said more then the entirety of what I said to the Lion about myself.
The Lion smiled as he responded, "Sorry sweetie, I was just helping your friend here pass the time as we waited for you. Besides I wan-"

An earthshaking roar stopped the Lion in mid sentence.
"JOHNSON!" a beastly voice roared.
"You kids have fun," her father said quietly, "I have something I need to take care of."
With that he strode out the door shouting "RUSS!" at the top of his lungs. Though he sounded angry I could see the hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

"Wh-what was th-that?" I managed to stammer.
Lyra smiled in that all knowing way of hers, "That was Mr. Russ," she laughed, "I expect he and dad are going to have another of their famous brawls."
"But why?" I asked, confused.

"Officially? Because of something one or the other did, but that's just an excuse for them to fight. They do it because it's fun. But never mind that, let's get going shall we?" She said as she took my hand and led me towards the back door. The sounds of what must have been an epic fight coming from outside.