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7/6/2016 5:17:00 AM
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"Well, I am related to big daddy E."
She chuckles.
"Well anyway... my gear should be nearby."
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"Yeah...I have a question, do you have any friends?" He said as they walked together.
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"Friends? Absolutely! I have lots of friends! Most of them are dead, missing or otherwise complete crazies, but yes. I do have a few living, totally cool friends. Including my Pals. They can be a bit crazy at times but... they're good people. Why?"
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"Would you like another? I mean we haven't tried to kill each other yet so that's something." He said. "Most of my friends are either complete jackasses or very, very weird. It would be nice to have one that's not either."
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"Friends with an Inquisitor? That hasn't happened in a long time, I'll tell you. But sure, Lingo. You seem like a cool cat. So I'll roll with it."
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[spoiler]"lingo" TRIGGERED.[/spoiler] "Huh, no one's really called me Lingo..at all. I really can't think of a nickname for you so I'll just stick with Ariel. Sounds nice anyways." He smiled a bit.
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"That's why my dad picked it!" She smiles. "Alright, my gear's close."
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"Good! Then I can finally head back to my Quarters!" He said. "It may be boring as hell there but it's safe." Ling totally did not 100% glance at Ariel for one second.
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It was hard not to, considering her height put her ass right into his eye level. She has the perfect kind of ass, you know, the one that's just fat enough to be everyone's favourite. The tight jeans helped too. She glanced around a corner. "Great. More chaos. Well, at least it's not bugs..."
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He was like holy shit dat ass. But he snapped out of it when he heard. "Chaos? Where?" Ling aimed his Incinerator around, checking everywhere.
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"In there... having a little pow-wow by the looks of it. Want me to fuсk shit up?" She glanced back down at him.
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"Let's both." He said, readying his Incinerator. "I just hope it isn't those Slaanesh Cultists, well what's left of them anyways."
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She ran into the room, hand extended forward. Taking the cultists by surprise, Lightning shot from her hand, arcing into many of them at once. Whenever lightning would strike, it would rend flesh, bones and metal into ashes and cinders. Lightning arced from one body to another, pretty much clearing the majority of the room.
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Ling, being Doomguy 2.0 started burning alive the rest of the room. The promethium fuel crackling and burning flesh and metal, though the metal at a slow pace. After a short while the screams of those burned alive stopped, and their writhing bodies halted.
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"Phew! That's done." She put her hands on her hips, smiling proudly. "Now, I gotta find my stuff..."
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"Uh..I don't know." He looked around the room slowly. "I don't really know what your gear looks like."
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She ran from cabin to cabin, looking for her stuff in a very Benny Hill-esque fashion.
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Ling, followed her around because he was bored as fück and had nothing else to do.
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"Ooooh! Oh oh oh! There it is!" She runs into a cabin, out of sight. A distant [i]"My precious!"[/i] can be heard. By the time Ling comes into the room, he saw that Ariel had already changed. She wore armour that was reminiscent of Aquila power armour, but fashioned in a much sleeker manner, as if build specifically for her. The parts were all advanced, never before seen, most likely constructed on Mars. It was extremely rare, almost legendary. It was constructed in an extremely advanced fashion. Her armour was ornated in an almost entirely golden set, reminiscent of what the emperor wore. Needless to say, it looked very, very regal. It fit her like a glove, matching her form perfectly. "Yessss!!! My good ol' gear!!!" She was as happy as a videogame character who had been taken away from his gear for a long time. I'm sure you know the feeling. She bended over into the big crate, which was covered with various stickers and emblems that Ling didn't recognize. This was a strange woman indeed. She seemed to be digging for something, shaking her rump rythmically as she searched.
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"My power armor looks like shit compared to that...and what's in the box?" He said, staring at her once more. "I mean like seriously, I just have standard power armor made for a human."
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Ariel pulls out her equipment. A legendary heavy bolter of unique craftsmanship was the first item she took. It was coloured and marked with the symbols of the Blood Angels. It was covered in seals of purity, it must have been an old weapon. Yet it didn't look a day old. Another piece of equally stunning gear was a strange plasma/grav gun combi, crafted in white and gold colours. Then was the last bit of gear she had. And this one was particular above all else. It was a strange combination of a straight spear and a saw, the latter resting atop the spear, like some sort of staff handle. It was golden and light green, adorned by symbols of the Salamanders. On it's handle was a small scripture, written by Vulkan himself. Ariel made the whirligig saw roar as it spun faster than any chainsword, flames bursting all over the blade.
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"Everyone always gets the cool shit." He muttered to himself. "I think I'm kind of scared now. Mostly because you have Power Armor and more weapons than me." He stared at the spear for a minute, that was the weirdest weapon he had seen.
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"Well hey, being the kid of the Emperor has its advantages. Besides, as an Inquisitor, I'm sure you have access to cool shit."
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"Oh I do, I just don't have it on me at this moment. Though it's not as unique as yours." He replied. "So do you want to head to the General Quarters? It's where the Imperium mostly is."
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"Sure! Let's get to it."
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"Alright then. On a scale of 1 to 10 how uh..xenophobic are you? 1 being the lowest of course." He asked "Because the Quarters has gotten [i]really[/i] tolerable of other species."
