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7/5/2016 3:52:49 PM
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Ariel stepped inside the shower, and opened the flow of water.
The warm water rushed down on her tall body, making her release a long, pleasant sigh.
"Well there's the highlight of my day..."
Being a (literal) daughter of the Emperor can be very difficult at times. Especially when you live surrounded by sisters of battle.
That's why Ariel lives in the highest summits of the Metropolitan world known as Ophelia VII. Now, don't go thinking Ariel is a hermit, not at all. She very often travels the galaxy, sticking mostly to imperial worlds of course. Even though she gets adventurous sometimes. She just tends to avoid the streets of Ophelia, due to them being filled with crazed, overzealous worshippers of the "God" Emperor. She doesn't live there by choice, but she makes the most of it still.
So, back to our hero.
Ariel, in all of her primarch-sized glory, stood in the shower, letting the warm water flow on her body. She took the time to clean herself up nicely, wash her hair and...
With her eyes closed, she couldn't tell what happened. But suddenly, the water had stopped.
"Hey! Who turned off the water?!"
She opened her eyes, frustrated, as her shampooed hair was still bubbling with the, well, shampoo. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she wasn't in the shower anymore. In a fit of panick, she covered her exposed parts. Luckily for her, her oversized towel had come with her to the bloodwrath. Rapidly, she wrapped herself in the towel.
"Well this is [i]JUST[/i] perfect! As if the day couldn't get any worse!"
She crossed her arms, flicking her black, soaped hair backwards so it wouldn't drip all over her face. She let out a long sigh.
"Might as well try to find out where I am... or at least find some damned clothes!"
And so, the Cynical daughter of the Emperor, Ariel, set off into the bloodwrath in the search of answers. Or denim.
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"Thank goodness... god they can be such drags at a point!"
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"You can say that again! It's been taking so much willpower and patience to get my girlfriend to not be so xenophobic!"
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"You have a girlfriend that's a sister of battle? Huh. I mean... yeah! I get it, my biological dad was cool and all, but he wasn't a god! Sheesh!"
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"Yeah, wait you keep saying stuff like that...... Are you? No..... The Emperor had no daughters...."
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"Well, on record no. My dad was Malcador, that is, he raised me. Biologically though, my dad is the Emp. I mean... haven't you noticed how I look just like him? Or have you been staring at my tits the whole time?"
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"Alright, I haven't been staring at them, and I did notice that. I was thinking it was just a random thing.
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She chuckles. "Relax, Lupes. I'm just pulling your leg here. Cheer up!"
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"Sorry, I guess I've lost a bit of my humor."
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"Well, we can't have that happen! Think of your gurl back home! I'm sure she'd be having a blast."
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"I wonder what Agnes is doing right now..." [b]Lupa mutters to herself.[/b]
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"So Agnes is her name, eh? That's a cute lil' name." She chuckles.
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"Thanks, I think you'd like her..."
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"Eh, I dunno. Most siters of battle can get a little... Obnoxious. Though I suppose anyone you'd romance would be somewhat similar to you..."
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"Thanks.... It went well when I first told her, especially since she was my Canoness....."
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"Canoness? Oh dear." She chuckles.
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"Anyway... Where are we going?"
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"I have no idea. I'm trying to find my clothes." She keeps walking, it looked as if she had no idea where she was going. "I think they're over here... I think..."
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"You have no idea where you're going, do you?"
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"Pshh, I totally know where I'm going! I mean... I think."
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"You don't, because we're heading right into a Tyriad hive."
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"What's a Tyriad?" They turn a corner, and on the ground are her clothes. "Hah! I knew it! See? I'm a genius!" She hurries over to her clothes. "Erm... turn around, please."
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[b]Lupa sighs and turns around, keeping her weapon ready.[/b]
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Ariel drops her towel, making her naked. First, she slips on her cute little pink panties. After that, the satin bra made just for her own size, considering sizes don't yet exist for women many feet in height. After that, she slipped on her pale, tight jeans. They are a bit worn, but it is her favourite pair. Then comes her tee shirt, upon which rests the logo of one of her favourite bands, Rush. It was a bit tight as well, lifting her breasts up just slightly in a nice way, giving her a very busty cleavage. She put on her shoes, then placed the little pendant around her neck, the head resting in between her breasts. "Much, much better. Now, all I need is my gear... and if it isn't here, I can only assume somebody took it. But who?"
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"No clue, but we should find it."
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"I just hope it's not bugs. If it's bugs, I am going to cry."
