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6/19/2016 5:19:20 AM
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[b]Insert Edgy Grimjob Word Here.[/b]
Ling, as always was in bed. His eye was currently being poked by Machas ear, but he didn't complain nor did he want to move.
He thought about earlier, about what they talked about. Perhaps there will be a future.
Then Ling thought about that idiot who chased him over alcohol. Certainly something to report. He was a dumbass.
He turned his head, looking at the bottle of Wine he placed on his nightstand. Aged but still good.
The Inquisitor spoke to Macha.
"I'm going to go outside, I'll be back."
Ling got up and put on his shirt and Inquisitor Coat, the Brooch pinned on it.
He walked out, not bothering to put his hair in a Ponytail. and then he saw a familiar face.
It was someone only he knew, His Sister.
Though a bit short, she was dressed in the most extravagant clothing. A red commisarat coat, decorated with golden shouldpads. No one but her knew how she even obtained the coat. It was bright red.
She wore a skin tight red jumpsuit underneath though she wasn't of the curvy type, certainly HERETICAL.
Lings Sister was in boots, rather odd. Even for her. She was nearly a exact twin of Ling, save for the feminine features and the red streak within her hair.
She had a worried look upon her face, until she saw Ling. It turned into joy upon seeing her brother.
"Ling..?"
She said, wanting to make sure it was him.
But the Inquisitor knew who it was, and replied.
"It's been so long, Chloanne!"
He said as he ran up to hug her.
"You still haven't changed.."
She said, laughing and hugging back.
[spoiler]Surprise surprise. Open ya Shitlords.[/spoiler]
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Blackburn got a task from some of ling's grey Knights. Deliver a package, sealed and blessed, and to never to open it. It was simple enough, and safer than most of the jobs he did around here. He arrived at the inquisitors door and knocked.
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The Inquisitor, after having done hugging his sister, noticed the man with a package at his door. He walked over, his sister following suit. "May I help you, Citizen?" Ling said.
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The marine looked at them both, his helmet opening to speak with them. "Inquisitor ling? My name is Blackburn, I've got something for you." He offers the box, it was about two feet across, the inquisitor had heard the name before. Blackburn was making a name for himself among the higher ups as a capable man who could get things done. Yet there were rumors that he worshiped a god long thought dead, not one of chaos and not the god emperor.
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"Okay...But if this is some trap you can bet your ass you will be dead, Blackburn." He said, slowly grabbing the box and slowly opening it, expecting anything to happen.
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"If it is a trap I'm not behind it. I just deliver it, your people gave it to me." The box was inert, nothing happened when the inquisitor touched it. The marine had an unimpressed look on his face. He's not built trust with the imperium just to break it.
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He opened the box slowly, revealing the contents inside..He was still suspicious due to him having to be suspicious of everything.
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The contents were artifacts of the early imperium. Not the sort of thing found everyday, Blackburn failed to realize what he carried, he still remained passive.
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"What..is this?" He said to Blackburn, it seems like Lings sister ran off somewhere also.
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"Don't know, they didn't tell me, I never asked but it looks to me like some sort of grenade." It was a void grenade, a rare find indeed, they were no longer manufactured, this one was in pristine condition.
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He grabbed it gingerly, and held it up out of the box to see it better. "This is certainly a gift.." He muttered to himself.
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"I expect everything is in order then? Job was payment on delivery, and they said you might also have work I can do." He didn't see why all the fuss over a grenade, if only the man realized what he'd carried.
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"[i]Fücking..[/i] Alright. I don't have anything like currency but I can offer one weapon of your choosing. That's literally what I have." The Italics was there to signify him whispering to himself.
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The marine sighed. "Of course you don't, I've got weapons, I don't need anymore. There's nothing else of value? Damn, well I suppose you owe me one then."
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[spoiler]man, that's a really, really cute name.[/spoiler] Macha, shortly thereafter, got up as well. Naked, she sat on the bed, clutching the warm blanket on her chest. Her flawless red hair was slightly messy.
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Edited by Obi-Emp Kenobi: 6/19/2016 5:38:41 AMBack outside Ling was talking with Chloanne. "So..where are we?" She asked kindly. "It's a Daemon ship, The Bloodwrath." Chloanne responded. "I'm..not Surprised..." She said and Ling was surprised by this. "Really? That is a first even for you." He said and stopped hugging. "Well..this has happened before." "Were you hurt?" He said, wanting to know this. "Not badly.." She said, looking a bit to the side. Something was up. "What do you mean..?" "I..don't want to talk about this right now." She said defensively. "Alright, well you should follow me if you will." They walked back to Lings Quarters and he knocked. "Macha? Are you there? I have someone you'll want to meet." He said. "Wait who is Macha?" "An..Associate." He said, slightly blushing.
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Macha, still groggy and not with all ber bearings to her, put on a simple, thin night gown and went to the door. Her eyes were squinted, her hair messy still. She yawned, her Elven ears showing very obviously. "Mh... hello love..." She looked over to Chloanne. "Oh, is that your sister? The one you talked to me about?"
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Edited by Obi-Emp Kenobi: 6/19/2016 7:30:14 AMChloanne spoke. "You didn't tell me you got a girlfriend? That is new." She said, curiously. "Yes, this is her, Macha..She's a very sweet person once you get to know her." He replied to Macha and Chloanne. This was certainly awkward for the three of them, not as much Chloanne but still awkward. Ling was trying his hardest not to go full embarrased mode. "My name is Chloanne. Nice to meet you, Macha." She said politely.
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"It's good to meet you too, Chloanne. You know, Ling has told me much about you." She smiles sleepily, clearly still tired.
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"Oh has he now?" He said turning her head to Ling. "Yes..it's true." Ling did not resist her death stare as he told her that.
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"He's told me how close you two are. Say, what bringd you here, Chloanne?"
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"That is actually why I came here to see if someone else knew, You know Ling you should give your guards glasses, they mistook me for you." She replied. "The worse part is you have a beard and they still let me in." Chloanne added on top of that. At this point Ling was basically using all of his mental strength to not be embarrassed in front of his Love. "Sadly none of us know, Chloanne. We also woke up with absolutely no memory getting here. Atleast that's what I think happened."
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She saw that her lover was struggling immensely, so she decided to change the situation. "Why don't you come in, make yourself at home." She opened the door, grabbed ling by the arm and brought him inside. While the two were close, she whispered in his ear. [i]"Sorry..."[/i]
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"[i]It's fine, she can be a bit..annoying at times. She's usually a sweet girl but something's put her off I assume.[/i]" He whispered back. "I guess I'll come in then..." Chloanne said, slowly walking in.
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Their place was rather clean, a bit messy from the last night, but pretty good nonetheless. "Do you drink tea? Coffee?"
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"Coffee will be fine." She said. Ling sat down upon a chair, not knowing what to converse about.
