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He perked a brow "the chapter mascot has three cyborg daughters?"

"I thought they were servitors until they referred to her as 'mommy'."

"Oh no hehe these two are my sisters!" the chapter mascot assured him. "Mommy is Mommy! Right Mommy?" The Sue bots all looked at Sue expectantly.

"Yerp, gave life to em right out ma belley." Sue asserted with a gulp of her whiskey. She was no longer witch form, but in her normal suit. She leaned back on the counter, "hic - it wasn't easy raisin robo-triplets I'll tell ya dat much."

"Forgive me, Omnissiah, but this is knowledge I do not wish to foist upon myself."

"Sure!" Micaria went over to Basil, her six eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Mommy's joking! She didn't do that!" The sister bots laugh

"What? I did I'm serious!" She cackles loudly

"What would ya like?" Basil asks, pulling out a stool for her peer. "Loooove that color!! Omgg purple looks so pretty on you~"

"Ah, it would seem that the Magos has suffered some sort of overload. The Iron Priests told me there's a simple solution for this." He lightly slaps Harkoth on the back.

A whirring noise comes from the Tech-Priest, and he returns to normal. "Thank you, Astartes Greyhowl. I really need to get those computational shunts refurbished."

"Oh, thanks, I love purple." Micaria smiled at the compliment. "Can I have some blueberry juice?"