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6/13/2016 9:22:07 PM
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[i]"Someone is coming..."[/i]
[i]"I can tell...!"[/i]
[i]"Shh!"[/i]
[b]The duo quickly bend a corner and hide in a strange hallway, Lucien peaking out to see what could be coming towards them. If that was a daemonic scream... Then Azalea could be in trouble, and Lucien had to protect her.[/b]
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Instead of a Daemonic threat is was something else entirely. A duo of Space Marines, more specifically the Grey Knights chapter. They were followed by a Oriental man in similar attire, except his was Gold with white trimming. Their armor stomped the hallway. "Check your corners.." Said one of the Grey Knights. "No shit." Said the other. "Shush! Both of you!" He said in a hushed tone, yet their Vox amplified their voice making that useless.
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[b]Azalea looks up at her giant guardian, her eyes filled with worry. She mostly Daemon herself... Lucien shakes his head and motions for her to be quiet, pushing back farther down the hall and bending another corner. Azalea wasn't something to be feared by any means... She was one hell of a fighter... But they were outnumbered.[/b] [i]"Stay low and quiet. I'll see if I can draw them away..."[/i] [b]Lucien moves down a different hallway, stomping his feet as he jogged. Azalea moves quietly across to the other side as her companion makes an ass of himself.[/b]
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"Go." Said the Oriental Man, pointing to one of the Grey knights. The Knight ran off, soon followed by his battle brother. the Oriental man, while alone would be very dangerous. He unslung his Psycannon, a Bolter [spoiler]A oversized SMG that fires explosive rounds once it penetrates a body though a Psy cannon that fires shots that send a Daemon back to the Warp, AKA Hell.[/spoiler]. He aimed around the room, looking around.
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[b]As he follows the footsteps grow eerily quiet. Lucien could be quiet despite his size... And these men didn't seem to be prodigies of... Whatever the hell they were doing. He speaks up from behind the man, somehow making his way in a circle despite the cramped and tight halls.[/b] [i]"I have my hands up. I'd prefer not to be shot. And no, my meter isn't overdue so no tickets."[/i] [b]He says with a chuckles, his giant metal claws in the air.[/b]
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They turned around, aiming their own Bolters at Lucien. "Oh great, a mutant..." "No you blind idiot!" The two said. While they seemed unprofessional they were still Grey Knights. Elite mothafukas that kill Demons for shits and giggles. "Who are you, citizen?" They said, though their voices could be deafening.
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[b]Lucien sighs, his head shaking in disappointment. At least his partner had gotten away...[/b] [i]"I'm Malformation. Malform for short. You guys know where we are at? I kinda have a hangover..."[/i]
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"The Bloodwrath, home to many vile things. It is a very large ship, roughly the size of a planet."
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[i]"I see. Can I put my arms down? Or do I have to pay you guys... Or what...?"[/i] [b]He asks, letting out a huff.[/b]
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"Put them down, we're going to the Inquisitor. One more thing, You will be shot without hesitation if you try anything." One of them said, clearly his tone got more serious when he mention this "Inquisitor"
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[i]"Wait... Why do I have to go with you?"[/i] [b]He asks, his cheerful tone and sarcastic disposition turning more firm.[/b]
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"Because you will be Either. A.Räped then killed by Slaanesh Cultists B.Killed either way due to the fact that this ship is dangerous to traverse alone. So your best bet is heading with us to a Imperium Camp and meeting Inquisitor Ling." He said seriously.
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[i]"I'd rather take my chances. I don't care for either the Imperium or Chaos idiots. No offense to you guys... If you are even part of one group, but I'm very much a lone wolf... Per say."[/i]
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"Fine, get rectally eviscerated by sexual demon deviants and sacrificed to Slaanesh. You won't survive, so I'm giving one more chance." He said sternly. "The Perils of the Warp will consume you if you go alone..."
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[i]"Hmmm. I guess depends on how you feel about daemons."[/i] [b]He says, his arms folding. He'd humor them, but nothing more. He knew he could survive... At least from warp abominations and cultists... And he saw the Imperium as no better, but it all hinged on protecting his partner.[/b]
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"Fine, but if you change your mind look for the Imperial Guardsmen camp, Inquisitor Ling is controlling it currently. It's not hard to miss." They said and they marched off.
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[b]Lucien chuckles and whistles quietly. His companion suddenly steps out of the shadows, looking up at him with defiant eyes.[/b] [i]"I think that was a no on the daemons."[/i] [i]"Of course it was. They'd shoot me on sight and take you prisoner."[/i] [i]"Probably. I'm sorry Lea... I wish it was different."[/i] [b]She looks away from him, her eyes crossing with some raw emotion.[/b] [i]"Well... Time to get moving. Got to protect our rectums after all."[/i] [b]He pads in the opposite direction, his companion following behind.[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
