Sarena raises a hand to the soup kitchen as she stops on the church steps to face the assembled masses. Placing her sword back onto her back she opens her arms as if to embrace each and every man, woman and child before them. The luminous halo encircles her head in the blessings of the Emperor. She was about to attract the attention of any dissodants in the area. As she opened her arms to welcome those within her vision, her wings flexed as if real, all however controlled delicately in a practiced gesture used to impress the masses.
"Blessed be those within the Light of the Emperor, for through their toil and suffering, they earn their glorious salvation!" she proclaims as her jump pack gently fires, lifting her into the air and coming to land on a sturdy ledge of the church's great symbol of the Emperor. Whispered into her armor's collar she sends to the marines below her. "I have their attention, enter the church and discover what you can brothers."
"People of His most glorious Imperium! Today I have come to bring the blessings of He of Holy Terra, the God Emperor bids me to bring joy to your toil and sorrow, to reward you for your service and toil!" she continues, drawing the eyes and minds of all in attendance. "For I have journeyed far and have stepped across a hundred worlds all blessed of his most glorious light. And in his wisdom I have heard of your plights, have heard your wishes to find a better home. I have summoned to this sector the might of the Emperor's chosen, and with them shall come great ships that will have within them great hulls to take you far from here. From then, the Emperor will bless you and keep you as you find yourselves new lives of your choosing, though you must be strong in your faith, pure in your heart. For to find the strength to journey in his name, to create, for yourself, a new life, is a great and sacred duty of the blessed traveler. Those who wish to stay may do so with his blessings and watchful gaze." she proclaimed, her eyes scanning the crowd for anything out of the ordinary, her smile nearly as bright as the nimbus of light she was showering the downtrodden masses with below her. She hoped her brother marines would find what they needed as she held the attention of all at her words.