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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.
[spoiler]open.[/spoiler]
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"Then I guess you should prepare yourself..."
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She sighs. "Fuсk."
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"Welcome to the Blood Wraith, our permeant hell unless we find a way off it."
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"Isn't that just perfect." [i]"Uuuughh!"[/i] She crosses her arms. "Well, wether I like it or not, I have to find that gear."
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"And I'm going to help you with that."
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"Yeah... thanks. You know, you're pretty cool for a sister of battle!"
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"Thanks, and you're pretty nice for a literal daughter of the Emperor..."
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"Yeah, I know. My bros tend to be total dorks or jerks sometimes. Except for three of them, Sanguinny, Vulkie and Vallie. Now those three are absolute darlings."
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"I don't think I've met them... Let's go find your gear now.."
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"Yeah... hold on. Let my try to see." She closes her eyes, and focuses her mind. With her powers, she sees beyond the walls of the ship. "Phew! Good news. Not bugs. Just chaos. Bad news. Just chaos."
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"I know how to handle Chaos, just point me in the right direction."
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"Yeah!" She paused for a moment. "Uh... you got any spare guns I could borrow?"
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"Yup, but I don't think I'd fit your hands." [b]Lupa pats her bolt pistol.[/b]
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"Uh... you do realize bolt pistol patterns are all similar? Besides, my hands aren't that big you know. I'm maybe a dozen feet tall, not a hundred!"
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"You have a point there, here." [b]Lupa hands her it.[/b]
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She takes it, checking it out. "Perfect. It'll do nicely."
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"Good, ready to head out?"
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"I guess I have to go get my gear at some point, eh?" She shrugs. "Let's go. This way, minion!" She walks down the corridor, at least now zhe had her clothes, and her hair was clean.
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[b]Lupa keeps up with her, not bothering to complain about being called a minion.[/b]
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[spoiler]kek[/spoiler] After they walk for a bit, they turn a corner, and Ariel pushes out a long sigh. "Really? Nurgle? I [i]just[/i] took a shower!"
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"Oh god damn it.... Those bastards..."
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"Dammit. Oh well. I suppose I'll just have to not get hit. And hope they didn't rub their gross faces on my gear..."
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[b]Lupa nods and raises her hand, sweeping it across the air to send a wave of slicing energy at the cultists.[/b]
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"Whoa!" Ariel puts her hand forward. "Didn't think you'd be going right away!" The cultists turned their attention to them, firing with their plagued weapons. "Well, there goes our advantage of surprise!" She fires towards them with her bolt pistol, every shot hitting the mark with perfect accuracy. But soon enough she realized it didn't have the anticipated and expected damage. So instead, she focused her mind, her powers.
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[b]Lupa fires off multiple shots from her Zwei Rifle, tearing apart the Cultists with every shot.[/b]
