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RIP IN PEACE RIP Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:26 pm
Shadow openly burst into laughter at the two guards. "Take no offense, but you're probably the most entertaining person in this whole place." His words flowed without thought; though he felt an odd sense of comfort at the moment, he wasn't about to test his luck.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 9:36 pm
The laughing guard burst out into louder laughter. The first guard punched his shoulder. "Look what you did. You got him laughing at me. By the Emperor's name, you're an a*****e." "Hey, you two! Shut up in there! We pay you to stand guard not talk s**t about each other!" "Awe! Come on sarge! Lighten up!" He slowed his breathing and looked at the first guard. "Douche bag!" They both continued to insult each other under their breath and exchanged punches to the same shoulder. Never once repeating an insult.
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 1:06 pm
The guard walked over to Shlag, letting out a slight giggled. Hallas spoke from underneatht he disguise "You always so quick to grab for a weapon?" Walked over to her "Are....are you alright? Those bastards did a number on you. From what I understand, they are to be taken care of for what they did to you, and for lying to the Emperor about your mission being a failure." She turned, her back to the woman "He's a very scary man, yet, when I was there, in his presence, he seemed sort of....how do I put this.....well, he seemed strangely familiar, as if I had some sort of connection to him. Anyway, it seems I am off the hook for some reason, so I figured I'd check on you. I wanted to thank you, for before."
Nuba turned to the emperor "Forgive me for suggesting, but, how about Hallas? She will succeed where these men have failed, perhas one last try?" He knew Hallas was the only one that would stand a chance, and he knew she would not be beaten. His instructions had all been quite specific; Hallas was to be the emperor's sword, and Nuba, his shield.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 3:16 pm
"There is extensive training and reeducation needed for a civilian from our own country. Let alone someone from our enemy. Not to mention, if she can't make it through the the second stage of training, we've wasted millions of credits. There are Neophytes who are forced to be euthanized because they failed them. The surgeries drive them mad with pain."
"I haven't the slightest clue what you're talking about. What do you want?" Shlag asked bluntly.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 6:57 pm
Nuba nodded "You are correct, but, at times, risks must be taken in order to make great progress, and I have no doubt she would defeat that beast. As for reeducation, she is too stubborn; she refused even that of Auctoritania, so all she knows is what I have taught her, and that is based on my scribes granted to me by your mother when the girl from another world entered this realm. Which brings me to a question I had not thought to ask earlier. When she appears again in this time period, what do you intend to do with her? She had powers not of this world, powers that even in this age would make her an even opponent to a thousand of your finest most elite soldiers. I...I worry, Master, if I cannot protect ou, and assist in aiding you in granting the world a new era, I will have failed the reasons for my own creation, and my existence will have been meaningless." He reverted to hsi true form "Forgive me, I have forgotten myself, I will not trouble you anymore with my prattle, Master"
Hallas shook her head "No clue, I just wanted to see you. I was worried" She laughed nervously "I wanted to thank you for before, back in the mines. If you hadn't been so level-headed and prompt, we'd have all been killed, and Nuba would have never been delivered to Uncle Cicero" She made a face, as the words had just popped into her head and come out before she knew "Uncle.....no, I must be mistaken, please, forget what I just said. Anyway, how do you feel? Are you able to use a gun?"
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 1:30 am
"Without complete unfaltering devotion indoctrinated during the reeducation process the brain implants won't work properly and they will kill her. They rely on synchronized psychic energy. If it doesn't kill her she will lose her mind and wish it had. It's best she not go through the Marine training. However this conflict has made many openings within the Imperial Guard. Though not as well trained, they maintain the most powerful armored columns in this Empire. They don't require the reeducation, nor the deadly implants. This girl you speak of. If she challenges my forces... Her death will be swift, as will everyone else's on that forsaken planet. Enough of this for now. Watch. And the beast doesn't matter. It's just something extra to throw at them. Another challenge to prove their worth." They stepped up to the observation platform in the 1st Fleet's training ground. The new, post surgery recruits were undergoing live fire exercises.
Shlag looked at her questioningly and decided to dismiss it. "No matter my condition, I can always use a firearm. Anyway," She sat up, "I wonder what's going to happen now." She winced as her prosthetic arm and leg sparked in unison. "s**t. Hide. I need to call an apothecary." She pressed a red button on the side of her bed. A space marine clad in white armor bearing the medical unit's insignia on his shoulder pads walked in. He had two chain swords on his belt. "My prosthetics's movement protocols are at it again." "Again? What is it with those things? Old models?" "Yeah. I've been too busy to get them upgraded." "You want me to call in a Tech Priest? Have him replace them now?" "I wouldn't mind it. These have seen far too much combat than was originally recommended." "OK, I'll be back with one in a few minutes. Just hold tight."
In the atmosphere several miles south of the Autoritania border a flight of unmanned spy planes descended into the atmosphere. One flew just into the atmosphere the other two descended to within a few feet above the ground. They scanned the capital with infrared and high powered x-ray scanners in order to develop an image of the city within the walls.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 11:34 am
Nuba looked on, his stone eyes emotionless "Yes, Master, though I would not underestimate the otherworldy girl. She weilded power that not even your army could take on, it was frightening to watch, though she was a good person, If Celsus were to get his hands on her and somehow reprogram her to be one of his battlemaids, it could mean the end of this whole planet as well as everyone and everything. She holds power enough to destroy us all, but, I was instructed to have her found and brought to you when the time came. As for Hallas, you are her official Guardian now, as her uncle only you have the right to make decisions about her. I have absolute faith in you, Master, as well as faith in your decisions. You talk tough, and put on an image of a stonehearted man, but if people would look deeper, they would see you are doing what must be done in order to prevent the end of life on this planet. Your mother would be more than proud, Master"
Hallas had been hiding, using her agility skills to blend in behind some sort of device in the corner. When the coast was clear, she emerged "I have no clue, Nuba turned into some sort of rock-like creature, and is now by the side of unc....I mean, the Emperor, as his shield." She sighed, her eyes wandering "Am I....am I then, to be his sword, even after all these many millenia?" She felt strange, as images had been entering her head, of back when she was an infant. Recollections, of conversations betwen Nuba and a woman with a baby, bits and pieces, had come to her since her mind went haywire. She went to hide as she heard someone coming. A woman appeared beside Shlag's bed, with long white hait, goggles, and darkskin. She wore what looked to be old-fashioned long-forgotten chainmail, and her eyes held a gentle glow as she looked on with a motherly smile
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 3:37 am
"You're forgetting who has the power to obliterate what little life remains on that forsaken planet." He said stoically. The exercised finished. Two participants had been mortally wounded and were being attended to by apothecaries. He turned toward the next hall and started off toward the next testing platform.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 1:50 pm
Nuba gazed at the Emperor with doleful eyes "Do you...really want to destroy it all that badly?"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 2:15 pm
Hallas had managed to slip away undetected. She had not gone far, when she was grabbed from behind by a shadowy figure. The man forced her to pass out using chloroform, then pulled out a device on his hip, and pressed a button. Instantly, he appeared outside of Hellion City, and he quickly made his way inside, then to the palace. He approached The Grandmaster, throwing the girl on the ground in front of him "There she is, just as you suspected, she is related to the Emperor of Sal Torasia, the heir of Auctoritania."
Celsus smirked devilishly, a hideous sight to behold "I thank you, Master Puck, it has been a great honor to have you assisting me. Ladies, take her to a holding cell, and chain her up good" The clone tranny maids, his guards, took and carried the girl out of the chamber, and down to the dungeon. Celsus looked to Puck with interest "So, now I suppose I wait. Please tell Sir Oberon, that I will have what he wants very soon"
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Trashy Cinnabon Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 3:42 pm
"Who said I wanted to destroy it? Well, actually, I wouldn't mind it. It is after all overrun by the Necron..." He trailed off as a sinking feeling came over him. He tapped a small button on his gauntlet. A super secure line opened between him and his fleets command HQ. "Begin preparations for Operation Heaven's Fall and Operation God's Wrath." The link closed. Only his most trusted military personnel knew what the operations were. "It's is beginning."
Shlag look at the woman. "Who are you?"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 7:59 pm
A portal opened up in the facility the Emperor was in, and Nergal flew through the portal, having been shoved through unexpectedly by Xiaeriene. "INCOMING!!" The guards in the room panicked, and opened fire. He caught the ground with his hands, and doubled around, dodging all kinds of hits. Faster than the sight of a normal untrained, he grabbed a small vial from his new belt, and threw it to the ground. As it burst open, he swiped his spear in it, bring it up in an arc, forming an ultra-thin yet insanely sturdy barrier of water that caught and guarded the attacks. "Xiaeriene, I think you chose the wrong place to end up!" He braced himself, dodging and knocking away attacks from all sides with his spear, which was now a mahogany color with a golden spearhead, as the barrier was breached by the millions of hits from the soldiers
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Trashy Cinnabon Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 8:11 pm
Xiaeriene entered the portal, and gazed around with an unfriendly expression as she blocked attacks with her staff "Well, I guess we should send them to their death, lest we end up being given our own" She threw a vial from a matching belt she had, and she spread the water as ice with her staff, which was now black with silver and blue adorments in the sections "ICEBOLT FORMATION, DEFLECTORY SPREAD!" The Ice deflected the attacks, and as it was being chipped away, she went into her Mirage Fashion Show, splitting into six clones of herself "ICEBOLT, SHOCKWAVE FLURRY!" The Ice flew in all directions, knocking down the soldiers it hit. She brought her staff down into the ground, and the remaining water burst forth in giant spires, spearing all of the remaining soldiers in one fell swoop. The room now clear of guards, she reverted, then walked over to Nergal and slapped him over the back fo the head "Bad move, you left yourself open for a fraction of a second, you could have gotten shot!" She looked around, wondering where the hell they were "It looks like we dropped off into something out a Gundam Series"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 8:15 pm
Nergal rubbed his head "Owww, geez. You are right though, I did leave myself open. But, if I had not, I would have gotten the barrier up too late, and I would have been open for even longer." He looked around, eyes peeled
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 8:52 pm
Back on board the flagship...
"Orders have come through on what to do with them. They're to be reeducated and then drafted into the Imperial Guard toearn their citizenship through battle." "Hear that? You're gonna be a chick magnet. Just like me. And not like him." "Oh you are such an a**." "Shut up and unlock them you retarded jack asses." "Jeez boss, don't get your frilly old lady panties in a twist." "Like you mom's frilly old lady panties? How do I know about those? I pounded her all night last night. Right till your daddy woke up, then I punched him and kept going. Just unlock them." "Uncalled for man. Uncalled for." "Just like me missing and ending up in her pooper? Yeah, I'll say so." The guard, shamed, unlocked Shadow and his companions. Depressed they led them to a shuttle to take them to the moon to the reeducation facility.
In the infirmary, Shlag stared up at the woman, growing tired of her not answering. The apothecary came in with a tech priest. "OK! Well if this isn't awkward I don't know what is. So lets start by taking off your limbs and replacing them with new ones!" The Apothecary said happily. The tech priest floated over to her and began work. "With this new model, you won't have to wait to go into combat. It will be perfectly in tune with your mind and psychic energy. It will only hurt for a moment. Arm first." Shlag screamed out as they removed the cover that receives the nerve endings and replaced it. The pain stopped. They then moved on to her leg.
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