"You don't say... but you never heard me say it. My pals would really feel bad if they knew I said that."
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"I can see why..." [b]Lupa rubs behind one of her ears.[/b] "I guess I've never have been one for things like that... I mostly joined the sisters for a sense of purpose, and I found one despite it being highly religious..."
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"Well, whatever floats your boat, Lupes. Just be happy in what you do." She smiles. "We there yet?"
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"Yup.." [b]They walk through the gates of the General Quarters, hundreds of people walking around and going about their business.[/b]
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"Phew! Glad I'm not naked anymore!" She said, looking at the masses of people. "Wow, you guys are really having a party in here, eh?"
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"Well this is the only safe place on the ship..."
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"And it's pretty big. Nice!" She walks in with her. "Hope there are some shops around..."
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"There are..." [b]Lupa softly yawns.[/b]
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"Tired, eh? Where do you live?"
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"With Agnes in the Sisters of Battle dorms."
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"I see..." She thinks. "I dunno if I should go, honestly."
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"Why's that?"
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"Well... I'm not a fan of sisters. They tend to worship me."
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"Hopefully Agnes doesn't do that...."
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"She might. What rank is she now?"
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"Well, that's the thing.... She's a Living Saint, it's been that way since the Necron wars."
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"Hm. Saint, eh? I guess I pwe her that much respect... even if they creep me out a bit."
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"Yup... But I love her no matter what, she could be a Necron and I'd still kiss her goodnight...."
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She smiles. "That's really cute."
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"Thanks, I wonder where she is right now...."
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"Most likely in that camp. And... don't get me wrong. I'm sure she's perfectly fine. It's just that people boosted with my genes without them knowing is a bit... unsettling."
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"I understand that, it makes sense..."
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"Well, thanks for understanding at least."
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[b]Lupa nods and walks to the Sisters of Battle's quarters.[/b]
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[spoiler]so... I'll leave the description of it up to you.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh, I didn't know I was supposed to describe it.[/spoiler] [b]The Quarters was filled with candles, training areas, workbenches, and beds. Sisters of battles mingled among themselves and talked, some praying to the Emperor while others worked on their armor and weapons.[/b] "The private rooms should be past all this..."