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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax:
6/17/2016 10:21:53 PM
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[b][i][u]Victory for Unity.[/u][/i][/b]
[i][u]Noiratrom's Realm. a few hours after the fall of Slaasesh.[/u][/i]
[b]Soldiers poured into the huge forest that made up Noiratrom's realm. They were tired, wounded, and weakened, but they had won. They had went right up to a Chaos God's home turf and kicked its ass. They were celebrating even now, thankful that they had survived and glad to have gotten rid of a asshole who had tormented the galaxy for thousands of years.
When they walk deeper into the forest, they find clearings filled with tables and food, Daemonette servants walking around the area and keeping the place tidy for them. The Queen of Vines, Astrid, sat upon a wooden throne as she smiles down at the victorious warriors.[/b]
"I have arranged this for you brave soldiers, you've earned this..."
[b]Men and women were seated and served comfort foods that the Daemonettes saw in the minds of those that weren't blanks, while they asked the blanks that were there what they wanted.
Soon alcohol started to be served. It ranged from hard whiskeys to fine wines to even good old fashioned beers and ales. The Daemonettes were sure to keep the plates full and the cups nearly overflowing.
Now as the night continued, it was time for the heroes to mingle and talk to one another.[/b]
[spoiler]Open to everyone. Have some drinks and fun, you guys have earned it.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]*Grey knights shows up and the party instantly ends.*[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]*Booze is thrown at them* Party poopers![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I would reply seriously but my two only available people for the party would probably make some people back off.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]And they are?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Grey Knights. scary mofos in Terminator-esque Armor.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh, them[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]eh. Image doesn't do it too much justice. I preferred your description.[/spoiler] The festivities raged on down below, on this bubble area of his Realm. Within that bubble, those not of the Warp were protected from its effects. Far above, towering over the feast was the Castle Viridian, Noiratrom's residence. Alone, in his observatory room, he watched the festivities below, a small smile on his face. While the warriors feasted and celebrated, he did not. He had too much on his mind. Ten thousand years of history's worth. As he saw the fireworks, heard the thunderous laughter and rythmic music, he pondered. Ten thousand years of hatred. Of disdain. Even more, for some. Erasing it all in one night was impossible. He knew that, later, even the next day, for some, would return to hatred. After all, not everyone was here, feasting, cheering. Only a very few number. He feared for the future. He had managed to take on Slaanesh because the prince was weak. He was foolish, and easy to defeat. But for the others... defeating Khorne in combat would be impossible. And the same applied to Tzeentch. As for Nurgle... who could say? It would still be some time before he would gather enough power to vanquish the tainted pantheon. And although some were celebrating, Noiratrom's combat had only just begun.
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[b]He hears a portal open behind him along with the telltale sigh of Astrid's footsteps.[/b] "My love? Are you alright?"
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"Yes." Although he had gained an enormous amount of power, he still remained his stoic self. "Quite a party you have down there. Didn't know you were good at doing those."
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"I used to be a Daemonette of Slaasesh, of course I'm good with this stuff." [b]Astrid softly chuckles and walks to his side.[/b] "You don't need to hide behind a shield of stubbornness, you can be open with me."
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"I would never hide anything from you, dearest. You know that." He turns to her. "How are they doing?" He chuckles, mentioning her pregnancy.
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"Good, we're having twins. A boy and a girl."
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"I know. I have felt their spirits forming." He smiles.
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[b]Astrid smiles back and hugs him, currently at his height.[/b] "I love you so much...."
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"I love you too." He kisses her head. "You should return to your guests."
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"Are you sure? I don't want to leave you alone...."
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"Alone? We are within my realm... this entire place, is me. As long as you remain in this realm, you are always with me, dearest." He smiles. "Now go. Your invitees need your presence."
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[b]Astrid nods and walks through the portal and back to the celebration.[/b]
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Noiratrom watched the proceedings, a lot still on his mind. Then, a mysterious presence seeped itself into the room. The cloaked figure crawled up to Noiratrom, breathing through its gasmask, causing a very loud noise. "How goes the project?" [b]"it advances, my lord..."[/b] The being spoke with a raspy voice. "Good. They must never know of this. Not yet."
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[spoiler]o.o[/spoiler] [b]Meanwhile, Lupa sat at the Sisters of Battle's table, sharing stories with them, her eyes wandering to the beautiful form of Agnes from time to time.[/b]
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The sisters of battle had very little presence at the party. Although it was a nice sentiment, mingling with chaos entities was utterly heretical. Agnes had only been there for the battle against Slaanesh, and had immediately returned to her quarters to pray for her purification.
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[b]Lupa sighs and sits there, not sure what to do. [/b] "Should I go back? But I kinda what to see what happens here...."
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[spoiler]hue poor lupa. Hm... I was wondering if I should bring my old Kell back.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Which one? I can't remember how to spell his name, him?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah, Klastis, was it?[/spoiler]
