Capitulus Quartus: Duplicity
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Re: Chamber XIII
Damien nods glumly, still looking wistfully to where the Inquisitor disappeared. "All is according to the God-Emperor. If it were meant to be, He would have opened a way." He sighs, helps pack up what was left to them, then makes for the exit. He wants off this planet right away.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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Re: Chamber XIII
As Damien begins to pick up the left over items, Rego doesn't hesitate to snatch the wristlet from the table. "I'm providing for myself brothers"...
...And the stone of the earth and the wind in the sky bowed before the wisdom of the Ancient One...
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Re: Chamber XIII
Solaria clasps the Fireheart close to her chest and is relieved almost to the point of tears. She looks up at the others, "I'm so sorry that you all had to part with such powerful weapons. Please... take the power scythe and sell it. The thrones that we'll get from such a weapon will be able help you three purchase something to make up for the loss of the weapons. And Haxtes, if you were to give the Hell Rifle to the Mechanicus, surely they would reward you for bringing them a weapon to study such as that one. We may still be able to benefit from this encounter..." She locks eyes with Jericus once more and doesn't let go of the Fire heart until they are far from the Chamber and it's people.
She whispers to herself after it's all over, "That bitch will get her's in the end..."
She whispers to herself after it's all over, "That bitch will get her's in the end..."
I am the voice of Never Never Land, the innocence of every man, I am the empty crib of Peter Pan. A silent kite against the blue, blue sky, every chimney every moonlit sight. I am the story that will read you real, every memory that you hold dear...
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Re: Chamber XIII
Haxtes shows no emotion, he wants to show some, and he fights against his human nature not to bring out his flamer and burn the Inquisitor for taking the Omnisian Axe, but his brother's presence and words keeps him from doing so. I must have these emotions purged.
He turns to Solaria, "You have maded a miscalculation Solaria. I simply have a Voss Pattern Hellgun, hardly the same item as the Brimestone Hellrifle. I purchased this myself." He shows the, while rare, hardly overly valuable weapon common among Inquisitorial Elite.
He makes sure all the items are gathered, but then comments. "Are we to steal these items then? Did we not turn them over to Inquisitor Silas Marr?Simply because he left them on his table does that mean they are for us?"
He turns to Solaria, "You have maded a miscalculation Solaria. I simply have a Voss Pattern Hellgun, hardly the same item as the Brimestone Hellrifle. I purchased this myself." He shows the, while rare, hardly overly valuable weapon common among Inquisitorial Elite.
He makes sure all the items are gathered, but then comments. "Are we to steal these items then? Did we not turn them over to Inquisitor Silas Marr?Simply because he left them on his table does that mean they are for us?"
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Re: Chamber XIII
"I won't say it's a bad idea to sell the scythe," Jericus replies. "If you don't want to use it, Rego, then I don't think it's suited to us. But I think we should split the proceeds evenly. Rego, Damien, and I lost more than the rest of you simply because we had more to lose. What is most important to this team is that we're all well-equipped. The Emperor alone knows what we might face next, and I want to be ready for it."
As Haxtes makes his comment about stealing, Jericus shakes his head. "Inquisitor Marr left them here. The implication is clear. These are our reward. And we would be remiss to leave items such as these out where others might find them. No, these items are small payment for our efforts at the auction. I am certain that Inquisitor Sand will back us up in this interpretation."
When Solaria makes her final observation, Jericus can only nod.
As Haxtes makes his comment about stealing, Jericus shakes his head. "Inquisitor Marr left them here. The implication is clear. These are our reward. And we would be remiss to leave items such as these out where others might find them. No, these items are small payment for our efforts at the auction. I am certain that Inquisitor Sand will back us up in this interpretation."
When Solaria makes her final observation, Jericus can only nod.
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Re: Chamber XIII
Rego simply grunts in agreement, as he slips the wristlet on his arm. His lips move silently and his eyes close as the priest offers thanks to the God Emperor"...
...And the stone of the earth and the wind in the sky bowed before the wisdom of the Ancient One...
- jigglypuff69
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Re: Chamber XIII
"Oh, I apologize, Haxtes. I'm sorry. As for the loot, all I need is to upgrade my gear. Maybe a combat shield and a serious gun. Mono-treat my shock maul. Maybe some light carapace. Something a real Arbite should have. As for the Shuriken pistols, I can overlook thier legality and vote you keep thim. I look foward to the day when you have one in each hand, blazing away at the God-Emperor's enemies. that would be a sight, lover.", she adds with a wink. "And I'm still going to cut a bitch..."
I am the voice of Never Never Land, the innocence of every man, I am the empty crib of Peter Pan. A silent kite against the blue, blue sky, every chimney every moonlit sight. I am the story that will read you real, every memory that you hold dear...
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Scintilla: Hive Sibellus: Sand's Chamber
The last of the shotgun shells are swept into a satchel and the group has collected everything left behind by Marr from the auction. With that the group leaves Chamber XIII and heads for home...
It has been a month since leaving the Inquisitor Marr's chamber, and the end of the auction at the House of Dust and Ash. Over the course of time the Acolytes made their way out of Hive Glorianna and off Solomon. The Inquisition and Inquisitor Sand has been in contact, its slow, but you've managed to send your report to him from the ship -- a simple transport that plies the shipping routes of the Imperium.
A week after that you are standing in the Inquisitor's Chamber, the medical lab like facility where Sand works behind tinted glass. A half dozen servo skulls hover about assisting him. The chamber is empty this day, no corpse being disected, only a polished steel table that gleams as if new. Sand has read your report, several times, and has expressed his regret at Xanthia's fall already, but he has also praised your efforts. Now he awaits your questions, or comments that might be beyond the scope of the written report.
It has been a month since leaving the Inquisitor Marr's chamber, and the end of the auction at the House of Dust and Ash. Over the course of time the Acolytes made their way out of Hive Glorianna and off Solomon. The Inquisition and Inquisitor Sand has been in contact, its slow, but you've managed to send your report to him from the ship -- a simple transport that plies the shipping routes of the Imperium.
A week after that you are standing in the Inquisitor's Chamber, the medical lab like facility where Sand works behind tinted glass. A half dozen servo skulls hover about assisting him. The chamber is empty this day, no corpse being disected, only a polished steel table that gleams as if new. Sand has read your report, several times, and has expressed his regret at Xanthia's fall already, but he has also praised your efforts. Now he awaits your questions, or comments that might be beyond the scope of the written report.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Re: Scintilla: Hive Sibellus: Sand's Chamber
"... and so that was the full report that I gave to Inquisitor Marr," Jericus concludes. "Plus an after action report detailing our meeting with him. I hope it meets with your approval."
The scholar pauses, then adds a few more comments. "If I may, Inquisitor Sand? There was some question as to the propriety of our taking the things that Inquisitor Marr left behind - the pistols, the wristlet, the shotgun shells, and the jewel. I was hoping that you could confirm for us whether we acted appropriately, or whether we should return those things to Inquisitor Marr. We should hate to engage in any inappropriate behavior where he was concerned. In particular, we do not wish to cause you any trouble in your relations with him."
The scholar pauses, then adds a few more comments. "If I may, Inquisitor Sand? There was some question as to the propriety of our taking the things that Inquisitor Marr left behind - the pistols, the wristlet, the shotgun shells, and the jewel. I was hoping that you could confirm for us whether we acted appropriately, or whether we should return those things to Inquisitor Marr. We should hate to engage in any inappropriate behavior where he was concerned. In particular, we do not wish to cause you any trouble in your relations with him."
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Re: Scintilla: Hive Sibellus: Sand's Chamber
Solaria's eyes widen at the mention of the jewel. If she has her way, it will be buried with her. Or given to her daughter as a wedding present some day in the far future.
For now she waits for a time that she can express her comments to Sand.
For now she waits for a time that she can express her comments to Sand.
I am the voice of Never Never Land, the innocence of every man, I am the empty crib of Peter Pan. A silent kite against the blue, blue sky, every chimney every moonlit sight. I am the story that will read you real, every memory that you hold dear...