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7/6/2016 2:41:58 AM
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Ariel pulls out her equipment. A legendary heavy bolter of unique craftsmanship was the first item she took. It was coloured and marked with the symbols of the Blood Angels. It was covered in seals of purity, it must have been an old weapon. Yet it didn't look a day old.
Another piece of equally stunning gear was a strange plasma/grav gun combi, crafted in white and gold colours.
Then was the last bit of gear she had. And this one was particular above all else.
It was a strange combination of a straight spear and a saw, the latter resting atop the spear, like some sort of staff handle. It was golden and light green, adorned by symbols of the Salamanders. On it's handle was a small scripture, written by Vulkan himself. Ariel made the whirligig saw roar as it spun faster than any chainsword, flames bursting all over the blade.
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"I understand that, it makes sense..."
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"Well, thanks for understanding at least."
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[b]Lupa nods and walks to the Sisters of Battle's quarters.[/b]
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[spoiler]so... I'll leave the description of it up to you.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh, I didn't know I was supposed to describe it.[/spoiler] [b]The Quarters was filled with candles, training areas, workbenches, and beds. Sisters of battles mingled among themselves and talked, some praying to the Emperor while others worked on their armor and weapons.[/b] "The private rooms should be past all this..."
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Ariel took in a deep breath, then released a sigh. "Here goes..." Already, simply by walking in, Ariel was getting covered by the sisters, kneeling by her, touching her. It was as if she was the pope or something. She simply smiled and nodded, just trying to move along through the cloud of people.
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[b]Lupa creates a small field of Pskyer energy around Ariel and her, keeping the sisters from making it impassable.[/b] "Welcome to this little part of the Bloodwraith, hopefully they'll move so we can get to Agnes' room..."
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"Oh, I doubt they will. See what I mean when I say fanatic?"
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"Yup..." [b]After a bit of struggling and pushing through, they manage to get to Agnes' room.[/b]
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Agnes poked her head from the room. "What's with all the noise..?" It was obvious she was very sleepy, considering she was wearing pajamas, her hair was a mess and her eyes were very baggy.
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"It's a long story... Agnes, meet Ariel. Ariel, meet Agnes."
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"Uh... Hi." Ariel said. "Hiiiia." Replied agnes, mid yawn.
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[b]Lupa leads Ariel inside.[/b] "Can Ariel stay with us until she gets her own room? The other Sisters were swarming her."
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"Yeah... sure." She yawns again. "I'm gonna take a nap okay babe?" She quickly, drowsily kissed Lupa, as if it was muscle memory.
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"Alright..." [b]Lupa kisses back and smiles at her.[/b]
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"Gniight..." She trails back to her bed, she was holding her pillow in her hand. She fell on the bed, some feathers flying into the air. She immediately fell asleep.
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"That's Agnes, my lovable saint...."
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"She is cute." Ariel smiled. "I guess it really shows how people rub off on you, huh? I'm betting she was nothing like this when you first met her."
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"Nope, she used to be very reserved and not one for relationships.... Now she's so open about our love, even more so than me."
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"I'm willing to guess that it may be a side effect of my genes in her."
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"Wait, how so?"
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"I'm a nice person!" She laughs. "Kinda rubs off in the genes."
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"Good point, but it took hell of a effort of make her accept Xenos...."
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"Ah, well, genes can't overwrite what you spent your whole life learning. It's not her fault. It was drilled into her brain."
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"You have a point there..."
