"Love the giant robot. Looks like it could kick a ton of Decepticon skid plate."
"That's just Barbatos for you."
" Sentient... Questors ? What manner of tech-sorcery is this ?
Aleksandr looked on with amusement at such interactions, thinking these beings synonymous with imperial knight-class constructs.
Aleksandr looked on with amusement at such interactions, thinking these beings synonymous with imperial knight-class constructs.
"Questor? What's that? This is a Gundam." An extremely angry looking Gundam, that is, with its tail and all.
" The designs seem vaguely similar to what we encountered with the Tau albeit a bit more primitive in contrast, nothing a demolisher or a well trained hunter-killer squadron couldn't handle. "
Aleksandr remarked
A curious design of Xenos technology nevertheless
Aleksandr remarked
A curious design of Xenos technology nevertheless
"It was designed to take on Mobile Armors. But Barbatos...can handle anything."
Indeed.
A woman showed up to the tavern as she had somehow got here from the future. Wearing a full biker helmet, she took it off to show her facial tattoos and her black silky hair, "The name's Ami," she said coldly to the occupants of the place. Her gaze went straight to Aleksandr, the one who had been the loudest of all the occupants of the place. With her purple eyes, she knew that this man was the serious type. So was she. She didn't take anything from anyone. As she had stared at him, she went to ignoring his existence. She went to sit down in a bar stool and said, "Vodka, please." She was planning on getting a little wasted tonight after finding herself in this time period. It was as though different faces were mingling here. People of different space and time. She didn't exactly know how she got here, but she didn't care. She found herself needing some fun and action tonight.
"The Mobile Armor Hashmal...I reduced it to scrap. I even took Hashmal's weapons." Namely the Tail, but Barbatos' Rex Nails were also made from Hashmal.
"Of course dad's showing off again." The time paradox is real—Akatsuki shouldn't exist while Mikazuki does, because Mikazuki died before he could meet his son?
"Dad...? What are you...?" Of course the gears were starting to click in his head, as Barbatos' cockpit opened up.
Aleksandr leaned back to rest some, the Amasec warmed his spirit and Mathius's hospitality made for a suitable ration, the Lord General set alight his smoking pipe and ruminated upon stratagem and warfare, having had satiated himself upon the multiversal hodge-podge.
" All thats missing is for the tyranids to appear now "
He added exhaling a slow wisp of smoke, having a vague menthol scent in it, otherwise quite warm and spiced, looking to one of his guards.
" You know... I've always been fascinated by those ravenous things... I'd want one as a pet... perhaps Harkoth can provide some sort of neural implant to sever the influence of the hive... though I doubt the inquisition would take kindly to such a specimen... nevertheless, the curiosity persists... hm... though perhaps Harkoth is more invested in mechanical matters to be concerned with the biologis... it remains a matter of speculation. "
She looked Aleksandr again, but this time she spoke with a serious expression on her face. "What the hell are you talking about, pretty boy?" she said as though she didn't care if she ticked him off or anything. She indeed had a mouth on her. If anything she rather make him angry then be friends with him. But then again if anything, she knew better to go too far with what she says. She knew this guy seemed too uptight for her liking.
"Well, if that guy's your definition of pretty, I'd hate to see your type."
"He is far from being pretty," she said coldly. "I was being sarcastic when I said that," she said as she stared at Augus. "But nice to meet you nonetheless," she said as she saw no reason to dislike them. "My name is Ami. You can call me Mimi if you like..." she said as she stared at them, her purple eyes staring at them from afar. She knew how to get under peoples skin and she was for one who didn't care who it was.
"Akatsuki." He just raised an eyebrow, while he reached into his pocket (like his dad was doing, literally mirroring him), pulling out a Mars Palm and eating it, while his father did the same. "Some people call me Aka, though."
She thought a moment then said, "Nice to meet you...Aka. I rather call you what you want to be called." She thought for a moment and finally said, "Do you think I will get his attention? I want to have some fun tonight. It's been a while." She knew if that didn't happen she would either keep trying or completely stop and mind her business. But knowing her nature, she won't stop until she got up under Aleksandr's skin.
"Please do not attempt seduction upon the Lord General. He has enough to deal with already."
"I don't think anything could seduce, eh...that?"
By the Emperor, Harkoth... The hive chattel never tire of the cacophony of their own hubris, you were wise then to not entertain them, a mortal flaw, the consequences of which I now endure
He remarked with a subtle laugh.
Ami wrote:
She looked Aleksandr again, but this time she spoke with a serious expression on her face. "What the hell are you talking about, pretty boy?" she said as though she didn't care if she ticked him off or anything. She indeed had a mouth on her. If anything she rather make him angry then be friends with him. But then again if anything, she knew better to go too far with what she says. She knew this guy seemed too uptight for her liking.
" Matters which concern you not, duplicitous hive scummer. is this the magnitude of your ploy... hmn ?... the grandness of your machinations ? to masquerade as one amongst the dark aeldari and to attempt to rouse me with mockery, I have seen more creative schemes come from the orks. Were you to assume that I was not aware that you are an accomplice of that other chaos-worshipping hiveling come forth to beckon me into a pedantic rage with what to suit your own designs... the only mockery therein is your aptitude for estimations, I saw your little trick long before you fouled this hall of libations with your presence."
A momentary grin appeared before the stern semblance returned.
You will not be suffered further
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