"Okay okay okay..." She sighed. "Don't want you to get hurt though."
She tried to get up, ...and succeeded with some struggle. Then, she slowly stumbled to a stool and sat on it.
She tried to get up, ...and succeeded with some struggle. Then, she slowly stumbled to a stool and sat on it.
Thor the Malinois wrote:
He brought a section of electrical wire over to Harkoth.
"What do you expect me to do with this, canid?"
"Va’ in malora, clearly that dog expects you do something."
"My only experience with canine organisms is the Cybercanid steeds used by the Serberys Corps."
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
"My only experience with canine organisms is the Cybercanid steeds used by the Serberys Corps."
Sue chuckled a little at Harkoth's situation. The dog had happily brought the cyber mage a length of wire, only for him to be confused.
"Dogs do this kind of thing all the time, bringing somebody some useless things to offer it as a toy or just a sign of friendship. You don't have to do anything with the wire... really, you'll make him happier if you just pet him and say 'good boy!'"
Xueqing tried to relax herself on the stool. She was still in a pretty bad shape, but it had gotten better. At least slightly.
Ami had long let Xueqing up and saw her sitting in a stool as she took a seat near Xueqing. "How are you feeling?" she asked her as she sat there. She went quiet for a bit wondering what it would be like to follow the Emperor of Mankind that was believed by some of the patrons of the tavern.
Harkoth slowly extends a hand, and softly pets Thor on the head. "Good boy."
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
Harkoth slowly extends a hand, and softly pets Thor on the head. "Good boy."
The Lord General would be seen dining on something vaguely reminiscent of a full english breakfast though quite clearly with ingredients taken from his own realm, a wisping cup of strong recaf placed beside him. The subtle clink of cutlery sounded against the plate as he proceeded, it was a nourishing meal, one that the officer had luxury of enjoying but he was not partial to corpse starch when in the field either.
" And your rations were satisfactory, Lieutenant Mercator ? "
Aleksandr inquired, while taking another bite,
" Aye Sir, The Best "
He nodded
" Good, that means our rogue traders have established a suitable supply "
Aleksandr dug in, his favored food was a sort of sausage known as an Aeldari pudding, one could only make a notion as to what unique ingredient was vested therein. A few audible sips of recaf signalled the end of the Lord General's breakfast. He then rose from the table in his characteristic mannerism.
" Excellent, a nourished guard is a fighting guard Lieutenant, The Emperor has granted us another day, let us put it to use. I expect a situation report on our advances, summary logistics and a tactical brief on what advances we seek to be making, how fares the Imperium's progress in Arpat. "
He added, hands crossed behind his back as his daunting form sauntered across the hallway.
" The units deployed have reported preliminary successes on multiple fronts Sir. The trade outpost Balian was brought under our control, wrestled from a confederacy of rogue traders and squats (kyn) that were conducting trade outside of sanction and in defiance of imperial auspices, a considerable tithe was secured. This now constitutes Forward Operating Base - Balian. It was a dense theatre of urban combat, but our tactical insertion teams equipped with up-armored Chimera's were able to swiftly seize critical control nodes, for those factions that could not be brought to heel, they were ultimately convinced, it is obvious the trade merited enough value to avoid destruction and this will prove an asset to our war effort especially where independent agents may be required. For those who could not be convinced, sufficient data was acquiesced for the officio assassinorum, should you wish to involve them. "
" Very good Lieutenant, very good indeed, carry on. "
" Lord Harkoth's modifications of manufactorum assemblies to facilitate production of FPV Servo-Skulls was appreciated by the forward guard, our troops have received Admech sanctioned education and training on the utility of these blessed machines. They now come in variants better suited to the tasks, in the battle for Balian these were particularly useful for suppressed guard squads to utilize asymmetrical tactics, the skulls can traverse ambush spaces and negate the advantage of tall buildings, they were also positioned on the side of rebel routes and used to launch ambushes on convoys of Ridgerunner technicals which had been a menace for our advancing echelons. One of our chimeras was captured by the enemy and reused, but an anti-armor variant of the FPV servo-skull was utilized possessing a melta-charge which tore through the side of the vehicle, exterminating the vermin within. Since our tactics negated the advantage of vehicles in more confined space, the use of these servo-skulls significantly augmented the capacity of our soldiers.
" A fortuitous addition no doubt, Harkoth's wisdom is valuable to the war effort, see to it that he is well accommodated... I have come to understand that some of the guardsmen have become... unnerved... by his presence, I do not wish for his eccentricities to be interrupted under any circumstance, understand that the services he renders to us are under good faith, dealings with the admech can be otherwise quite resource-intensive, it is not typical for them to vy their knowledge without some sort of pact, Harkoth is as much a part of this, as we are, if he demands the surrender or requisition of any technology then you are to see to it... you are to kill or be killed for it. "
" His requests can be compromising of efforts to retain truces, especially as we intend to navigate unfamiliar domains, Balian is the largest of the trade posts in this sector but other frontier posts may seek to parley so long as our strategies are sound, requests to tamper or take may interrupt this process, Lord General, leading to conflic-
" Damn your tongue man! And who taught you about tactical discretion Lieutenant, have you been selected by the Schola without my knowledge or is it that your lasgun speaks stratagems to you in your sleep. Do not speak to me in such a way again, were I still a commissar and your service less admirable, I would have extinguished you.
" What is your duty ? "
" To Serve The Emperor's Will Sir "
" What is the Emperor's Will "
" That we fight and die ! "
" What is Death ? "
" It is our duty ! "
" Let this be the last time I doubt your duty Lieutenant, for it will not go unanswered a next time... the difference between us and others is that we do not cower from conflict, we welcome it. Harkoth takes tactical precedence, if he wants an outpost stripped down bolt by bolt, you will do it ! If he wants to remove the power core from a hive, you will do it ! Because, of his service to the Emperor we can be sure, there is evidence in his form to it, but of others, we cannot and as such they do not take precedence, am I understood..... Am I Understood ?
" Aye Sir ! "
((Was Aleksandr still here a second ago? Or was he elsewhere? I will type. Just correct me.))
She had been sitting there when Aleksandr once again ignored her. "If only..." she thought as she sat ther. She wanted to join the ranks. And he was the man who could allow her in. Or at least someone close enough to him.
She had been sitting there when Aleksandr once again ignored her. "If only..." she thought as she sat ther. She wanted to join the ranks. And he was the man who could allow her in. Or at least someone close enough to him.
Ami wrote:
She looked at Harkoth and asked, "What if they offered me to believe in the Emperor of Mankind?" She was curious to the prospect. She loved technology and was proficient with weapons. She would fit in both worlds quite nicely.
"The Cult Mechanicus dictates that the Emperor of Mankind is the Omnissiah, the living manifestation of the Machine God. That is all I have to say on the matter."
HP 16 / 122
A lot of things seemed to have recovered, except the huge horizontal gash across her torso, still slightly bleeding.
She was having some fries.
A lot of things seemed to have recovered, except the huge horizontal gash across her torso, still slightly bleeding.
She was having some fries.
She took in great consideration to what Harkoth had to say about the Emperor of Mankind as she had been enlightened about it. "What if I wanted to join the ranks?" she asked as she gazed at Harkoth. "What then?"
She sat next to Xueqing as she smiled down at her. "Looks kind of bad. I wish I could have done more," she said as she patted Xueqing on the head softly.
She sat next to Xueqing as she smiled down at her. "Looks kind of bad. I wish I could have done more," she said as she patted Xueqing on the head softly.
Ami wrote:
She took in great consideration to what Harkoth had to say about the Emperor of Mankind as she had been enlightened about it. "What if I wanted to join the ranks?" she asked as she gazed at Harkoth. "What then?"
"Elaborate: do you wish to join the Imperial Guard or the Martian Priesthood?"
She thought for a moment before giving an answer to Harkoth. "What is the difference?" she asked as she thought about the Imperial Guard. But the Martian Priesthood might seem almost similar. She sat there as she waited for him to elaborate more on the matter.
((Remember she is not from here. So the two titles would be foreign to her. So more information would help her choose wisely.))
((Remember she is not from here. So the two titles would be foreign to her. So more information would help her choose wisely.))
"The Imperial Guard, or Astra Militarum, is the primary armed forces of the Imperium. It is the force that Lord-General Von Drakenfell commands a unit of. By comparison, the Martian Priesthood of the Cult Mechanicus is what I come from. Shorn of the flesh that would whither and decay from the passage of time, we are reborn in the image of the Machine God."
She took in consideration of the two. She didn't want her flesh to decay so she had decided as she said, "The Imperial Guard." She responded without hesitation as she looked at Harkoth. "But don't worry, I will keep not of Ergo. I just can't let my flesh to wither away," she said with a gesture of her hand. She had pretty much made up her mind the path she loved to take.
"It will happen to you as it happens to all things. The grand design of humanity may be considered perfection, but ultimately it is but a temporary starting point upon which to build better and achieve true perfection. The mind of man in harmonious conflux with the blessed machine."
She took in consideration of what he said as she nodded. "Sadly true. Where I am from, we have people half human and half machine. We call them cyborgs," she said as she wanted to enlighten him a bit. "Flesh and cybernetic makes them what they are. They are human still, but still machine in a way." She could only offer a soft smile as she kept staring at Harkoth.
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