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6/25/2016 2:50:52 AM
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"Very well then, I suppose I can speak to you of it.
My chapter was brought about with the second founding. Or rather, it was released. It has prospered through the ages, unacclaimed and unworshipped. But never without cause. We focus our attention wherever the Imperial Guard is having difficulty maintaining a system. We defend humanity first and foremost."
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"I see now..Do you happen to have any questions for me, Chapter Master?" Ling said to the Chapter Master.
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"I do... how well can you keep a secret, Inquisitor?"
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"Yes I can, I do keep countless secrets and shall keep countless more." He replies, wondering what he was going to be asked.
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"Because this is a secret even your high lords keep from you. If you were to reveal this to anyone, they would have you executed." The man removed his helmet, and revealed his face. His head was that of a panther, with glowing yellow eyes, soft black fur and little ears. A white streak of fur shot from underneath his left eye to his lower jaw. He looked at ling directly with his piercing eyes. "I may not look it, but... I am a son of the Emperor. I am a Primarch."
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I swear it's like Ling is going to get executed for something nowadays, people are always telling him the most secret shit That'll get him killed or he does something he wasn't supposed to. "I..do not know how to respond." He said, blankly. "This is very major..yet I do not know how to respond." He did a better, more honorable bow.
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"I understand your reaction. My creation itself was made secret to even the Emperor. I was developed as a failsafe against the Primarch project. I was given incredible animal genes alongside the genes of my father. But... an error had happened. I mutated... no, I became like this. When I was a teenager, I had gone through my complete changes. Although I had superior abilities, the lords considered me a failure. They locked me up, robbed me of my future. I was reduced to nonexistence. I show up on no record whatsoever. I did not exist. Until... until Malcador rescued me. He took me away from their prison, and hid me on a jungle world, where I could prosper. He left me with means of reconnecting with the Imperium. After the Horus heresy was committed, and the emperor sealed to the throne, I returned during the second founding, masking my identity."
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"That explains a lot...a whole lot." He said to the Primarch. "But I shall keep this a secret, even if it means dying. Even though I have many more questions I must..process this situation."
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"If you do have any questions, ask them. I will gladly answer them." He smiles.
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He sighed. "They are extremely silly questions. Just like what it's like with panther like senses and all that. Nothing too important."
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"Still, I don't mind answering them. The predatorial skills I have recieved help me greatly. I can see in the dark with my eyes, my hearing, smelling and other sensory skills are much more acute than any other primarch. It's the purpose of my creation. I was supposed to be the Primarch killer. The Apex. However, once my changes were through, they mindlessly tagged me as a monster, and cast me aside."
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Edited by Anonymous: 6/25/2016 4:44:47 AM"That was a dick move on their part." Ling said, vulgarity and all. "I cannot imagine what it was like." [spoiler]inb4imexecutedforvulgarity[/spoiler]
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"It was... well, I don't know if I could describe it. But regardless. I do not serve these high lords. I serve the people my father served, the people he protected. Like him, I protect humanity, regardless what the so-called leaders say."
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"The high Lords..." He said, Ling didn't like the subject of them but he would talk about it if needed. "I do not have a good opinion of them..at all."
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"On that, we agree. They have forsaken themselves... they are the last thing that should be in charge of terra. They are barely human anymore."
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"Yes..The Fabricator General is the worst when it comes to that." He said, Though he did promise someone he would talk to them about a certain subject.. "But, perhaps we are dwelling too much on them. I'm more worried about this ship in general. I mean yes we have made significant progress when it comes to..normalities. But still."
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"It certainly is an odd thing... but I feel like our survival won't be such an issue. I have mixed feelings of this place... but I can feel with some certainty that we are safe."
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"Yes...I have another question actually, What should I refer to you as? It would seem rather odd conversing and not exchanging names."
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"I am Valerius Caluroso. A pleasure making your acquaintance, Sir Ling." He said, with his signature hispanic accent. He bowed slightly, as much as his armour allowed him to.
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"Please, just call me Ling. I am merely an Inquisitor. It has been a pleasure meeting you Sir." He said, bowing back.
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"Then please, call me Valerius. It would be unjust to have you title me, Ling." He looks out one of the windows. "I see your Techpriest friend is already getting accustomed to our loadouts..."
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"Yes, while he did come with me I dislike him. Well now anyways, he really hasn't been useful recently to say the least." He replied.
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It seemed that they focused their efforts around rapid vehicles. Predators, Land Raiders, Speeders, a few dreadnoughts modified for speed and even a few Imperial Knights. "Ah, well, Techpriests aren't known for their quality company..."
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"That is true...That is an impressive Armory you have there." [i]More so impressive than mine to say the least....[/i]
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"We've accumulated many across the years. Not only that, but we actively use technology salvaged from the battlefield. Tau, Eldar, we take what we find and use it."
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"My sector never got lucky with the Xenos tech. Though we only just recently arrived on the ship.. with no memory of how we got here."
