Azheck Ahriman stared at the book the words swirling around his head the ancient research on traveling between timelines. He'd been researching this for four days straight ever since a White Scar had been founded with a book penned by Jaghatai Khan himself on the subject. As he looked up and stared at the grand library of the Photep the last remnants of Prospero's grand libraries. As he reached for a glass of water, he remembered that his father had done some work on the topic a few decades ago. He garbed the water and downed it in a single go and stood up grabbed all the research he had collected that he could carry and then tapped into his Pyskic abilities and the remainder rose into the air and followed him.
As he swept through the corridors of the Photep he noticed that there were more Space Wolves then usual and wondered what was going on while he'd been researching. Then he saw the beautifully carved door that was the entrance to his Primarch's quarters. As he marched to the door the Sekhmet merely nodded and continued in their duty. When Ahriman reached the door, he pushed it open and saw a sight that he was not expecting.
It was quite common to find Magnus the Red asleep with a book on his knees, it was uncommon to find him with three Fenrisian Wolves curled up at his feet. As Ahriman's view went upwards, he found the Primarch of the Sixth Legion, Leman Russ, the Emperor's Executioner asleep with his head on Magnus's knees and his legs stretching out over the rest of the couch snoring loud enough to wake the dead. Ahriman stared for a minute and then shook his head turned around and stomped off to the mess hall he needed a very strong drink.