"Heretics..."
The Space Marine said this with a mixture of anger and inquisition.
"Are there any more?"
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"I just killed another group. Room full o' the bastards." [i]He said, gesturing to the choked and bled out cultist. His own armour was damaged to; it was dented, pieces were torn, chunks were missing. [/i]
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Edited by Xeno: 7/17/2016 10:56:59 PM"Would you let a Space Marine, a Veteran member of the Deathwatch, a Black Shield and Keeper of the Ordos Xenos, accompany you?"
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"I have absolutely no idea what half those things mean, but if it means that I'll have some company, and a badass guy wearing badass armour with a badass cloak in my posse.. Sure!"
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The Space Marine nodded. "Then let us not waste time."
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"No like.. handshake or any o' that business? Okay! Let us go kill shit! For the glory of Mankind, let us purge the unclean!"
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"For a man not of the Imperium, you sure know a lot about it."
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"I've been payin' attention to my surroundings a lot. To other folks, too."
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"A wise choice in a place like this..."
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"Kyllä, like.. someone told li'l Jason that this place is a Daemon infested death ship. Which I hope ain't true."
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"It is true. The Warp is strong here. Not a good thing."
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"Oh, great. The Warp, just Daemons and stuff, basically they have direct access to this place.."
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"Indeed. Each corner could be your end. It is something I try not to think about."