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6/13/2016 9:53:43 PM
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[i]"Ohhh. Good job. Now we are gonna have to pay a fine."[/i]
[i]"When was the last time you had money?!"[/i]
[i]"I don't know! But at least I can make money doing other things besides looking pretty!"[/i]
[b]They step forward... Yet continue to bicker. They were like bitter siblings... Or just two incoherent idiots.[/b]
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She sighs. [i]"Humans... all the same."[/i] Suddenly, she bamfs out of existence, appearing in front of them. And yes, bamfing is a real term, created by marvel comics. Look it up if you don't believe me. [i]"I have no interest in your money. I am, however, interested in your knowledge. When did you get here?"[/i]
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[b]Lucien speaks up... He seemed like the dominant one... After all... He was close to seven feet tall, was inhumanly muscular, and wore heavy metal armor.[/b] [i]"We don't know... We sorta just woke up here... We aren't human though... At least she isn't."[/i] [b]He motions to the scantily clad woman with orange eyes and black hair. She held nice curves that gave her an hourglass shape with fair skin.[/b] [i]"And uh, my license says 'jackass' on it... So I guess I don't count either."[/i] [b]He jokes, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. He wasn't very clever when he was anxious.[/b]
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The woman herself had a perfect physique. The armour was hugging her curves tightly, letting her hourglass physique be seen. [i]"Hmph. Another dead end, then..."[/i] She then proceeds to stare at Azalea. [i]"You. You wouldn't happen to be a servamt of the Pain god, would you not?"[/i] She had a hint of disdain in her voice, as if that matter brought great hatred upon her.
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[i]"Nope. I serve no one but myself."[/i] [b]Azalea says in snarky defiance, her arms folding. Lucien shoots her an annoyed glance, despite his face being covered by five layers of heavy plating.[/b] [i]"She uh, she's with me. We don't need trouble on our pasts."[/i] [b]Lucien says, slightly more firm. Despite his dumbass demeanor, something else was there... Strength certainly... But fierce intelligence as well. It sorta just rolled off of him.[/b]
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[i]"Good."[/i] She stops staring at her, looking back at Lucien. [i]"You won't survive out here for long on your own. You need to find someplace secure to stay."[/i]
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[i]"We'd rather take our chances!"[/i] [b]Azalea remarks. Lucien quickly slams a metal claw over her face to keep her from saying more.[/b] [i]"Yeah. That would help... You have an idea or general place we should head?"[/i]
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[i]"The Mon'Keigh imperials have a fortified position. Although their technology is primitive, they know how to defend themselves."[/i]
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[i]"I'm sure that would work... Uh, I'm Malform by the way. This is Lea. Though you can call her Stubborn, she doesn't mind."[/i] [b]Azalea mumbles something incoherent under the giant hand, clearly upset.[/b]
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[i]"I am Farseer Macha, of Eldar Craftworld Biel Tan, Warp Spider Phoenix Lord. But you can call me Macha."[/i]
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[i]"Wow. If that's just your name... I don't want to see your credentials."[/i] [b]He jokes.[/b] [i]"So... Does that mean we are in the warp...?"[/i]
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[i]"those are my credentials. And as for this ship... not exactly. It travels freely between both warp and realspace."[/i]
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[i]"Well... That's impressive... I think."[/i] [b]He removes his large hand looks at the mess of destruction that she left.[/b] [i]"Well... I know who not to piss off."[/i]
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[i]"Unless you are a cultist of Slaanesh, we will have no issues."[/i] She spoke with a calm mind, despite the carnage that she had left behind her.
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[i]"Sorry. I don't believe in any gods."[/i] [b]He says, as his companion slinks behind him, only peaking her head out slightly to look at the figure.[/b] [i]"Besides that... We need to find a way off... I'm sure we were doing something important."[/i]
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[i]"That will have to wait, I'm afraid, for there is no way off this ship. None that I have found yet. The best thing you can do now is survive."[/i]
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[i]"That shouldn't be hard... I just wish my gear was hear."[/i] [i]"Have you tried actually looking around."[/i] [i]"Yes I have!"[/i] [b]He scraps his large claws against his helmet in a displeasing fashion... The noise not far from excruciating.[/b] [i]"Is there a place we might want to go if our items have been... Taken?"[/i]
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[i]"Looking for equipment? I am not sure. When I arrived, my Eldritch seals protected my gear from being taken. To find lost items, I wouldn't know..."[/i]
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[i]"This is why you learn to have summonings."[/i] [i]"Shush. I'll find it. No problem... I don't just loose this kind of stuff."[/i]
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[i]"Perhaps you will find it during your travels. I wish you luck on that."[/i]
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[i]"Thanks... I guess I'll catch you around, Macha... Looks like we got people to avoid and others to possibly hurt."[/i] [b]He chuckles, hoisting up his companion onto his shoulders and pulling out a torn and rough piece of paper. Seems the two were close... Not like lovers but more like family. Strange duo nonetheless.[/b] [i]"Hmm. It appears my Recall doesn't work here either. Think they have better reception somewhere else?"[/i] [i]"I don't know! Don't ask me..."[/i] [i]"Alright. Chill."[/i] [b]He sighs and throws the paper to the side, as it quickly soaks into the pool of blood nearby.[/b] [i]"Hey, Macha... You don't happen to know where they would keep vehicles around here, would you?"[/i]
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[i]"The Imperial Guard base has a large storage of armoured vehicles. You might find what you seek there."[/i]
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[i]"Not quite what I'm after... But, good start I suppose. I just need a Beta Stream. Though, I doubt such a signal is around here."[/i] [i]"Can we go now?"[/i] [i]"Yeah... Yeah. Ciao, Macha."[/i]
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[i]"Good luck."[/i]
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[b]Lucien walks off, Lea sitting comfortably on his shoulders. But as he walks... Down thing strange happens... His body ripples like water. He was a strange one... And despite his strange appearance and personality he clearly his something.[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
