{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
6/15/2016 7:11:29 AM
1
The Inquisitor walked over.
"Did you say cultists? Where and how many..?"
He said, though it was obvious he was tired.
English
-
He perks up, and does a quick bow to the Inquisitor. It was rushed and sloppy; it was clear that man was tired as well. "Oh, hello Inquisitior! Don't worry about the cultists. I purged them all with the help of a so called.. Jade Dragon."
-
"Was it like if you saw a space marine on LSD? because for some God damn reason they are set up here too and I can't do anything until I can find a solution to have them shoo." He said, pointing over to a spot where trees were. "I can't really purge them right now since they have more forces and power..just avoid them."
-
He follows the finger, and mutters something under his breath. "Yeah... Apparently their god... Noitra... Noi... Some fücker ordered them to weaken the Chaos wherever they can, so they're on our side, I suppose. Doesn't mean that I trust them though; they're still spawns of Chaos - of the warp. One helped me get here, but still. Fück them." He looks back at the Inquisitior.
-
"My thoughts exactly. I don't understand the whole tree shit though." He said, atleast someone else wasn't incompetent when it comes to thinking. "You want to know a secret that no one will believe you for?" He said leaning in.
-
"I find that they're fücking green dragon things a bit weirder..." He perks up, leaning a bit closer to the Inquisitor. "What kind of secret? Did you nail something you shouldn't have?"
-
"Jaghatai Khan has been located. Now don't flip shit because no one can know, but we currently have a *Ahem* Associate on their way retrieving him right now. The problem is..no one knows if he's psycho or not." He said, with a grin on his face. "I hope that he's still..stable."
-
Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/15/2016 8:20:24 AM"The Primarch of the White Scars? One of the Emperor's kids? A guy from back before the Horus Heresy? Damn... Well, if he's still alive after being lost in the way thing, then he must be effective..." He smirks behind his helmet. "If he's unstable, we just point him up the enemy... But uh.. Who's this 'associate'?"
-
"That's classified." He said, now serious. "I'm only telling you about him because everyone will think you went insane if you told anyone."
-
"'Course it's classified. All the... interesting stuff is. And that is true, I suppose." He leans back, away from the Inquisitior now that the secret stuff was told.
-
"I should talk with the Tech Priest, he's been bugging the shit out of me every second I'm here." He said. Ling started to walk off to a Ferrocrete building, covered in useless Tech.
-
"So... Can I come too? Because damn is this place boring."
-
"Yeah, if he asks you to let him see a arm do not let him touch that arm. He's not a cannibal, he is going to do some weird funky shit." He said as he walked to the building.
-
"What kind if weird funky shit? He gonna try some shit with robotics or fücking cybernetics?" The Black Templar swiftly starts follow, a thud being heard every single damn time his heavy feet hit the ground. He swiftly catched up.
-
"Both I'm afraid, it's probably going to be useless as fück and irreversible." He said. They made it to the building, in which the Inquisitor pounds on the door. "Open up you Vibrator!" He says insultingly. "[b][u]Give me a minute![/u][/b]" Came a couple of technical screeches.
-
Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/15/2016 1:04:20 PMThe man chuckles, listening to the two in silence, simply waiting for the... Vibrator to open the damn door. He subconsciously rubs his right arm with his left hand, kinda... Worried, maybe?
-
The door opened and out stepped tech-priest. "[b][i]God dammit Ling I told you we are not giving space marines any more modifications.[/i][/b]" The priest said. "Whatever, you said my power armor is done?" "[b][u]Yes, it has been custom made so one could exit it at will.[/u][/b]" "Good."
-
The man perks up, the thing about being able to exit Power Armour at will had piqued his interest. He fücking wanted it. "Did you say something about being able to exit Power Armour at will..? Could you do the same to my gear? Pretty please with a fücking cherry on top?"
-
"[b][u]I don't see any use in that. You were genetically made to not have to urinate, evacuate your bowels and not sleep for a few days straight.[/u][/b]" "I cannot believe you actually said that..." Ling replied to the Tech-Priest.
-
"Yeah, but sometimes I get a little damn tired of wearing this massive ass suit. And wearing casual clothing is nice every now and then. Plus, I have needs." [spoiler][b]( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)[/b][/spoiler]
-
"[b][u]But...Fine I'll let you find out yourself. It's going to be long and painful due to the fact that the Astartes Power Armor being bonded to your body.[/u][/b]" "Basically it's going to hurt like hell." Ling dumbed it down.
-
[spoiler]Long And Painful. Like my... [/spoiler] "I can handle a little bit of pain... Vibrator." The man teased with a chuckle.
-
"We'll do that after we see my Armor, it is vital that I see it." He said. "Uh, where is it?" "[b][u]It is in the Vehicles garage.[/u][/b]"
-
The man fell silent, letting the two do their thing and talk to each other. Mainly because he didn't know what to do. Or, well, I don't know what to do.
-
Ling exited the building along with the Priest.
-
The Black Templar silently follows, the only thing indicating that he went after them being his heavy footsteps.
