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"Elune, I can't believe this. How am I ever going to get out? This is all Li's fault!" Rithrynn frowned, the furious little warrioress squirming angrily about in the darkness.
"That's what being a traitor gets you! It's going to be that wretched human's turn soon enough!"
The familiar, slightly muffled voice of Falere sounded overhead of Rithrynn. Rithrynn merely growled as she continued squirming.
"Shut up! With all the ass-kissing you have been doing with Mistress for the past years, you should be overjoyed at where you are... bitch!"
"Ohhh you littl,-"
"Wait!"
Rithrynn's ears suddenly twitched, as a familiar, though heavily muffled voice could be heard emanating from far away, on the outside. Upon listening closer, she immediately realised it was Liaena's! However, the initial hope that it had sparked in Rithrynn's chest was soon overtaken by a huge frown that suddenly landed on her face, as she heard the rest of it!
“They won’t.... appreciate you... the way Rithrynn does”
"Heh, seems your accomplice has finally and inevitably betrayed y,-"
*KICK*
"LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!"
Falere's taunting and gloating was promptly shut down as the now enraged Rithrynn shot a kick right up into the other elf, shooting Falere straight up and deeper than ever into the depths of Serphia's large amazonian butt!
"LII! I SWEAR ONCE I GET OUT, I WILL SHOVE YOU UP FALERE'S ASS, AND THEN SHOVE HER SO FAR UP SERPHIA'S ASS, NO ONE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO RECOVER EITHER OF YOU!"
Rithrynn screamed through furious teeth as she squirmed and wriggled like mad, trying to get out in a frenzied storm of motions!
*
"Mmmm?" Serphia only half registered the approaching human as she addressed her, moving one silvery eye lazily over to look down at the shorter girl.
"It is I who am in charge here, you better... mhm!" Serphia's eyes would once again close for a moment as the towering Night Elven Captain suddenly pushed her chest slightly forward, and clenched her large buttocks firmly together around her loincloth as she suddenly felt Falere just thrust herself up inside of her. To the skilled listener, one could almost hear the series of unspeakable but heavily muffled curses from Rithrynn, emanating somewhere deep within Serphia's wide rump!
" ... hhhh, I can't believe I didn't give you this job earlier... " Serphia muttered, half distracted, before remembering Liaena, and turned to look down at her.
"I see your point. It is only fair that I be the one to kill the demon! The situation around here is under control regardless... "
With that, Serphia turned to look over at the berserking Draenei and the now terrified mercenaries, just in time to see the heavily plated, and severed, upper torso of one of the mercs fly above them overhead, and land in a bloodied mess on the cobblestone a few feet away.
The heavy armor of the mercenaries seemed to offer them little protection against the oversized blade of he 8ft tall draenei berserker, and some of the Night Elven Sentinels whom had watched the scene from above the rooftops and had nocked their arrows, slowly seemed to lower their bows. The watching sentinels were apparently coming to the conclusion that the fight was already decided, and that to add arrows would not just be unnecessary, and overkill, but a totally unnecessary overkill beyond what would normally be considered overkill as Meirie was going about like an unstoppable tornado of blood and death!
To call the whole thing a bloody mess... would be an understatement!
"Warriors! We are leaving! We have a bigger prey to catch!" Serphia would take a break from her enjoyment to announce loudly to the rest of her warriors as they dispersed, some mounting their nightsabers!
With a sharp whistle from the Captain, a huge, black furred nightsaber with a terrified girl bound and tied on top of its back would charge out from one of the nearby houses and skid to a halt on its razor sharp claws next to them.
The tall Captain would easily mount the already large nightsaber, before she'd suddenly reach down and grab Liaena by the collar before effortlessly plopping her down between herself and Silje!
"Please! Let me down, let me down! I don't want to go on this ride any further!"
Silje desperately pleaded from right behind Liaena, although Serphia firmly ignored her, instead giving Ripfang a firm command as the large nightsaber began to leap and bound through the half-destroyed city streets, the initial momentum almost threatening to throw Liaena right off, if it had not been for the other human girl tied and bound behind her to stop her! Serphia, on the other hand, would also inch a little back, her large rump now firmly smushing Liaena between herself and Silje!
As they rode through the city, following the literal trail of destruction left behind by the over-eager giant demoness that was currently chasing Kathlin like a dog chasing a butterfly, the Captain would tilt her ashen her slightly as she looked back at Liaena(or what she could see of the little human) with one silvery eye.
"Say, human... " Serphia started, but between the clear enjoyment that the Captain was taking from the bouncy ride; thanks to the 'extra passengers', there was an obvious sound of hesitation in the Captain's voice for whatever she was about to ask.
"This demon was your fault... do you have any ideas on how we are to take her down?"
...
"Let me emphasise that I, as a devoted warrior of the goddess, am fully capable of doing this - alone if need be, but... if you have any suggestions, I might hear them out... !"
"That's what being a traitor gets you! It's going to be that wretched human's turn soon enough!"
The familiar, slightly muffled voice of Falere sounded overhead of Rithrynn. Rithrynn merely growled as she continued squirming.
"Shut up! With all the ass-kissing you have been doing with Mistress for the past years, you should be overjoyed at where you are... bitch!"
"Ohhh you littl,-"
"Wait!"
Rithrynn's ears suddenly twitched, as a familiar, though heavily muffled voice could be heard emanating from far away, on the outside. Upon listening closer, she immediately realised it was Liaena's! However, the initial hope that it had sparked in Rithrynn's chest was soon overtaken by a huge frown that suddenly landed on her face, as she heard the rest of it!
“They won’t.... appreciate you... the way Rithrynn does”
"Heh, seems your accomplice has finally and inevitably betrayed y,-"
*KICK*
"LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!"
Falere's taunting and gloating was promptly shut down as the now enraged Rithrynn shot a kick right up into the other elf, shooting Falere straight up and deeper than ever into the depths of Serphia's large amazonian butt!
"LII! I SWEAR ONCE I GET OUT, I WILL SHOVE YOU UP FALERE'S ASS, AND THEN SHOVE HER SO FAR UP SERPHIA'S ASS, NO ONE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO RECOVER EITHER OF YOU!"
Rithrynn screamed through furious teeth as she squirmed and wriggled like mad, trying to get out in a frenzied storm of motions!
*
"Mmmm?" Serphia only half registered the approaching human as she addressed her, moving one silvery eye lazily over to look down at the shorter girl.
"It is I who am in charge here, you better... mhm!" Serphia's eyes would once again close for a moment as the towering Night Elven Captain suddenly pushed her chest slightly forward, and clenched her large buttocks firmly together around her loincloth as she suddenly felt Falere just thrust herself up inside of her. To the skilled listener, one could almost hear the series of unspeakable but heavily muffled curses from Rithrynn, emanating somewhere deep within Serphia's wide rump!
" ... hhhh, I can't believe I didn't give you this job earlier... " Serphia muttered, half distracted, before remembering Liaena, and turned to look down at her.
"I see your point. It is only fair that I be the one to kill the demon! The situation around here is under control regardless... "
With that, Serphia turned to look over at the berserking Draenei and the now terrified mercenaries, just in time to see the heavily plated, and severed, upper torso of one of the mercs fly above them overhead, and land in a bloodied mess on the cobblestone a few feet away.
The heavy armor of the mercenaries seemed to offer them little protection against the oversized blade of he 8ft tall draenei berserker, and some of the Night Elven Sentinels whom had watched the scene from above the rooftops and had nocked their arrows, slowly seemed to lower their bows. The watching sentinels were apparently coming to the conclusion that the fight was already decided, and that to add arrows would not just be unnecessary, and overkill, but a totally unnecessary overkill beyond what would normally be considered overkill as Meirie was going about like an unstoppable tornado of blood and death!
To call the whole thing a bloody mess... would be an understatement!
"Warriors! We are leaving! We have a bigger prey to catch!" Serphia would take a break from her enjoyment to announce loudly to the rest of her warriors as they dispersed, some mounting their nightsabers!
With a sharp whistle from the Captain, a huge, black furred nightsaber with a terrified girl bound and tied on top of its back would charge out from one of the nearby houses and skid to a halt on its razor sharp claws next to them.
The tall Captain would easily mount the already large nightsaber, before she'd suddenly reach down and grab Liaena by the collar before effortlessly plopping her down between herself and Silje!
"Please! Let me down, let me down! I don't want to go on this ride any further!"
Silje desperately pleaded from right behind Liaena, although Serphia firmly ignored her, instead giving Ripfang a firm command as the large nightsaber began to leap and bound through the half-destroyed city streets, the initial momentum almost threatening to throw Liaena right off, if it had not been for the other human girl tied and bound behind her to stop her! Serphia, on the other hand, would also inch a little back, her large rump now firmly smushing Liaena between herself and Silje!
As they rode through the city, following the literal trail of destruction left behind by the over-eager giant demoness that was currently chasing Kathlin like a dog chasing a butterfly, the Captain would tilt her ashen her slightly as she looked back at Liaena(or what she could see of the little human) with one silvery eye.
"Say, human... " Serphia started, but between the clear enjoyment that the Captain was taking from the bouncy ride; thanks to the 'extra passengers', there was an obvious sound of hesitation in the Captain's voice for whatever she was about to ask.
"This demon was your fault... do you have any ideas on how we are to take her down?"
...
"Let me emphasise that I, as a devoted warrior of the goddess, am fully capable of doing this - alone if need be, but... if you have any suggestions, I might hear them out... !"
I'm sure Adrianne was sure to turn off her vox-com, lest she accidentally start an imperial purging of the planet ^^
I can't say I am not not looking forward to see how a big, Space Marine apothecary is going to attend to some simple guardsmen :3
"I can deal with the debris! Mere material obstacles hold no sway over anyone who transcends reality!"
Adrianne answered with an enthusiastic tone, holding a clenched metal glove up in front of her as her eyes briefly shimmered with purple, warp energy from behind her skeletal mask. Then a pause.
"So... where actually is that cave in?"
"Bzt... " One of the red robed, half robotic tech priests chirped as she looked up at the tall psyker.
"The structural collapse occured in hallway B89 Echolon of the Varastrium section on the northern Supply Ban,-"
"Could you just phrase it in standard Gothic, please?"
The Tech Priest looked at her for a moment through his heavy metal faceplate beneath the tattered red hood, a heavy tube going out from where supposedly his mouth was. Or her mouth. Or its??
"Tzzzp.... 01110011 01101001 01100111 01101000, yes. Take to the right, head down the stairs. Walk 50 steps forward, taking your leg length into account. Then walk in the door marked Ministorum, go through, then head to the right whereupon,-"
"Eeeehhhhhh... why don't you just show me instead?"
"Tzzip *Crackle*. That may be the optimal solution."
*
Almost 40 minutes later, after having had to march through the endless gothic halls and dusty, ramshackled labourites of the complex, Adrianne finally arrived together with the tech priest and an accompanying guardsman to the area where the collapse had happened.
"Alright, I recommend you guys take a step back. I need some room to work. My powers are very dangerous, and I do not want any of your craniums to suddenly implode... " She said, giving a short pause to change a glance over at the tech priest walking silently next to her.
" ... or for your circuit to short-circuit."
"Wait, cranium implosion?" The guardsman named Frank who was accompanying them suddenly said, taking a moment to pause his nose-picking.
"Bz. It is the will of the machine spirit that I am still cursed with a brain of flesh and blood. By the will of the Omnissiah, my head cavity will be replaced with a glorious central processing unit come the end of the next moon cycle... also, we have arrived our destination, Madam Psyker."
"Hold on... what was that about cranium implosions!?"
"Great! Now just how much rubble are we dealing... with... "
Adrianne ended up eating whatever she was planning on saying next as they entered through a heavy blast door to see the large, open hallway, appearing to be part of some manufacturum where the central hallway had been totally collapsed as mounds upon mounds of bent steel, blocks of concrete and a heretical amount of dust and dirt had created a massive, 50ft tall, almost 100ft wide wall of debris in front of them.
...
"... emperor, fuck me!"
Adrianne answered with an enthusiastic tone, holding a clenched metal glove up in front of her as her eyes briefly shimmered with purple, warp energy from behind her skeletal mask. Then a pause.
"So... where actually is that cave in?"
"Bzt... " One of the red robed, half robotic tech priests chirped as she looked up at the tall psyker.
"The structural collapse occured in hallway B89 Echolon of the Varastrium section on the northern Supply Ban,-"
"Could you just phrase it in standard Gothic, please?"
The Tech Priest looked at her for a moment through his heavy metal faceplate beneath the tattered red hood, a heavy tube going out from where supposedly his mouth was. Or her mouth. Or its??
"Tzzzp.... 01110011 01101001 01100111 01101000, yes. Take to the right, head down the stairs. Walk 50 steps forward, taking your leg length into account. Then walk in the door marked Ministorum, go through, then head to the right whereupon,-"
"Eeeehhhhhh... why don't you just show me instead?"
"Tzzip *Crackle*. That may be the optimal solution."
*
Almost 40 minutes later, after having had to march through the endless gothic halls and dusty, ramshackled labourites of the complex, Adrianne finally arrived together with the tech priest and an accompanying guardsman to the area where the collapse had happened.
"Alright, I recommend you guys take a step back. I need some room to work. My powers are very dangerous, and I do not want any of your craniums to suddenly implode... " She said, giving a short pause to change a glance over at the tech priest walking silently next to her.
" ... or for your circuit to short-circuit."
"Wait, cranium implosion?" The guardsman named Frank who was accompanying them suddenly said, taking a moment to pause his nose-picking.
"Bz. It is the will of the machine spirit that I am still cursed with a brain of flesh and blood. By the will of the Omnissiah, my head cavity will be replaced with a glorious central processing unit come the end of the next moon cycle... also, we have arrived our destination, Madam Psyker."
"Hold on... what was that about cranium implosions!?"
"Great! Now just how much rubble are we dealing... with... "
Adrianne ended up eating whatever she was planning on saying next as they entered through a heavy blast door to see the large, open hallway, appearing to be part of some manufacturum where the central hallway had been totally collapsed as mounds upon mounds of bent steel, blocks of concrete and a heretical amount of dust and dirt had created a massive, 50ft tall, almost 100ft wide wall of debris in front of them.
...
"... emperor, fuck me!"
@rivaan
lol
I can only imagine those custodes on an epic quest to find an STC for a non-flammable body-oil! xD
lol
I can only imagine those custodes on an epic quest to find an STC for a non-flammable body-oil! xD
Who needs power armor when you have abs like those :3
That'd depend on just how much inquisitorial power that the current group can leverage xD
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