Alexandria wrote:
She looked at Maomao with slight interest as she was being examined by the weird creature. Her cybernetic parts, especially losing her left arm to get cybernetic replacements, she studied the creature from afar.
When she heard the other speak, she stared in his direction. "A Tech Priest...here of all places..." she coldly said as she was interested in him as well. "My name is...Alexandria. Perhaps your name is required for me to know if you are friend or foe," she said as she asked for his name.
When she heard the other speak, she stared in his direction. "A Tech Priest...here of all places..." she coldly said as she was interested in him as well. "My name is...Alexandria. Perhaps your name is required for me to know if you are friend or foe," she said as she asked for his name.
"Ordinal designation: Harkoth-937. Magos level Tech-Priest Dominus. Allegiance status: loyal to the Emperor and the Omnissiah. [binharic squawk] Additional verifications of character can be obtained from the following individuals: Ubba Greystorm, Adeptus Astartes, Space Wolves Chapter; Ulrich Greyhowl, Adeptus Astartes, Space Wolves Chapter; Tyberos, Adeptus Astartes Chapter Master, Carcharodons; Ami Greystorm, Adepta Sororitas, Order of the Ebon Chalice. [binharic squawk] Individual specialties: Command of battle-automata, knowledge of battle-automata restoration, command of battle-congregations. Of further note: personal interest in esoteric art of cybertheurgy."
"Nice to meet you...Harkoth," she uttered loud enough for him to hear. Listening to him explain each individual, she noticed the name, Ami. Ami and her held from the same Order. "Interesting information, Tech Priest. I guess I am another one to categorize as well," she said as she lifted her left arm. "This was replaced by your order," she said as she gripped her hand into a fist. She wanted to make it clear that she had fought many campaigns and earned her nickname. "So what brings you here, Tech Priest. I am sure you are thinking the same..." she told Harkoth as she took into consideration the other names. Ubba was Ami's little brother, she knew. And she knew of stories of the other Astartes as well.
"I am aware that this bar has been used as a gathering place by Imperial forces active in this sector on various operations. Logically, your reason for being here should be similar to mine. Marginal statement deviation error 79.5%"
"To examine and to observe...?" she asked casually as she got up to walk towards Harkoth, her mechanical legs moving fluidly. "I took more damage throughout the days being a Sister. But that never stopped me. Plus, the Mechanicus wanted to upgrade me more. To enhance my body for the Emperor," she said as she stopped just in front of Harkoth. "And error 79.5%...?" she asked as she stared at him while trying to figure out what he was getting at. "One more thing...Friend or foe?" she asked nonchalantly to Harkoth.
"Friend. Unless that was not inferred from previous statements, it is being reiterated now."
"Then Harkoth, we are friends..." she said carefully as she stared at him hard. She seemed intimidating, but she was definitely not a foe to the Tech Priest. If it wasn't for them, she would be out of commission, even though some feel she should be fully non-commissioned. "We should perhaps conduct some business between each other," she told Harkoth softly as she looked around the tavern. "Quietly."
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