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"Why is there never a good old switch to shut it all down... "
"Probably because it is so often replaced in favor of a Self Destruct switch.... which in the case of a Titan would involve the destructio of this entire facility and anything nearby within kilometers of radius!"
Adrianne was now leaning over Vala as the tall Psyker was bent over behind her, her eyes moving across the control panels and the Titan below.
"We would probably need a whole team of Tech Adepts and a small army of servitors to even consider any reloading procedures on the Titan. 'Streamlining' is a concept alien to the Mechanicus." Adrianne mused as she tilted her skull-masked helmet; her long white ponytail flitting partially onto the control panel as she ran a pair of sharp, pointed and armored fingers across the console.
Admittedly, she knew far less about how the whole facility worked than she would have liked. The console was covered in mystic runes and esoteric prayer-parchments to the Omnissiah about the serving of the console machine spirit. All of which meant very little to Adrianne!
Then the thought occurred to her that the group's tech heretic was indeed fiddling with highly complex and intricate technology; one of the venerable God-machines of the legendary Titan Legions no less!
Leaning a bit closer to the side of Vala's head, Adrianne would lower the volume of her own voice to that of a hushed whisper.
" ... are you really sure you know what you are doing... ?"
"Probably because it is so often replaced in favor of a Self Destruct switch.... which in the case of a Titan would involve the destructio of this entire facility and anything nearby within kilometers of radius!"
Adrianne was now leaning over Vala as the tall Psyker was bent over behind her, her eyes moving across the control panels and the Titan below.
"We would probably need a whole team of Tech Adepts and a small army of servitors to even consider any reloading procedures on the Titan. 'Streamlining' is a concept alien to the Mechanicus." Adrianne mused as she tilted her skull-masked helmet; her long white ponytail flitting partially onto the control panel as she ran a pair of sharp, pointed and armored fingers across the console.
Admittedly, she knew far less about how the whole facility worked than she would have liked. The console was covered in mystic runes and esoteric prayer-parchments to the Omnissiah about the serving of the console machine spirit. All of which meant very little to Adrianne!
Then the thought occurred to her that the group's tech heretic was indeed fiddling with highly complex and intricate technology; one of the venerable God-machines of the legendary Titan Legions no less!
Leaning a bit closer to the side of Vala's head, Adrianne would lower the volume of her own voice to that of a hushed whisper.
" ... are you really sure you know what you are doing... ?"
Whilst we wait for stuffz to happen; here's another thing I found to explain why 40K is badass! xD
I got the flu atm but once I can concentrate you will be judged.
Mere petty flu is no excuse for an arbites not to continue his holy work of brutally maiming and oppressing innocent civilians through the use of overwhelming (and totally unnecessary) amounts of force and police brutality!
Browsing too-many 40K memes before I saw her picture, I basically got this image stuck in my head whenever Techpriestess Malig is mentioned xD
Everybody likes it when the Mechanicus gets involved!
"Adrianne, see if you can get into contact with whoever is inside of the Titan.
"On it!"
Adrianne called back as she caught the flying coms unit with her sharp glove.
Strutting over to rest her staff and hips against the ancient and arcane machinery, she held the coms unit up to her and began to activate the gothic runes adorning the device before holding it up to the side of her skeletal helmet; her mechanical voice speaking through her mask as she tried to get into contact with whoever might be on the other side.
"This is Inquisitorial Agent and Sanctioned Psyker Adrianne Valenthin. Is there anyone aboard the Titan? Over."
...
Adrianne waited for a few seconds, hearing nothing but a weak static. She stared down at the Titan below, before attempting again.
"I Repeat: This is Inquisitorial Agent and Sanctioned Psyker Adrianne Valenthin. Is there anyone aboard the Titan? Over."
...
No answer came.
Focusing her gaze through the shaded lenses of her mask, Adrianne stared more deeply at the titan. Deciding to try a more esoteric way of scrying the titan, she reached a hand forward towards the titan; closing her eyes as she opened her mind, letting her consciousness flow over the titan like a waterfall.
She experienced the titan like a red hot metal casket. Its thick skin did a good job at hiding whatever was inside, yet there was an unnatural heat radiating out from it. And there it was; muffled, almost unnoticeable; a quiet, arrhythmic heartbeat. The whole thing was silent as a mountain, yet had the aura of a sick farmbeast somehow. And deeper within its impenetrable skin, Adrianne could sense the barest semblances of human minds; yet that was about the only accurate thing she could say about them, for they were tarnished, severed and splintered, and Adrianne could sense a maddening train of frenzied thought emanating even through the titan's thick coffin-like skin.
"BBZZ! CRR,- *Crackle* 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475 is the squared-root of the true code! 2.82842712475 is the squared-root of the true code! BZRR! ASCENSION PROTOCOL: ENGAGE! ASCENSION PROTOCOL: ENGAGE!"
Without warning, the comms unit by the side of Adrianne's head would scream out in a frenzied, mechanical voice; sharp and loud enough to shoot like daggers through Vala, Herold and Adrianne! Even through her helmet's inbuilt sound-dampener it was enough to make Adrianne instinctively jerk back as she felt a pang of pain in her other ear, and she dropped the coms unit onto the console!
"Owwwhh! What the,-"
"01010100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01101101 01100001 01100011 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100111 01101111 01100100 00100001!!!"
The coms unit continued to scream out ceaseless binary babble and mad code as it lay on the console! Adrianne raised a finger to the side of her helmet to activate her own coms, yet as she did so, all she heard was a constant stream of statics, as if her signal was being completely jammed!
"Do either of your coms units work?" Adrianne asked, turning her gaze towards Ansgier and Vala.
"Mine's out. Something is seriously wrong with that Titan!"
"On it!"
Adrianne called back as she caught the flying coms unit with her sharp glove.
Strutting over to rest her staff and hips against the ancient and arcane machinery, she held the coms unit up to her and began to activate the gothic runes adorning the device before holding it up to the side of her skeletal helmet; her mechanical voice speaking through her mask as she tried to get into contact with whoever might be on the other side.
"This is Inquisitorial Agent and Sanctioned Psyker Adrianne Valenthin. Is there anyone aboard the Titan? Over."
...
Adrianne waited for a few seconds, hearing nothing but a weak static. She stared down at the Titan below, before attempting again.
"I Repeat: This is Inquisitorial Agent and Sanctioned Psyker Adrianne Valenthin. Is there anyone aboard the Titan? Over."
...
No answer came.
Focusing her gaze through the shaded lenses of her mask, Adrianne stared more deeply at the titan. Deciding to try a more esoteric way of scrying the titan, she reached a hand forward towards the titan; closing her eyes as she opened her mind, letting her consciousness flow over the titan like a waterfall.
She experienced the titan like a red hot metal casket. Its thick skin did a good job at hiding whatever was inside, yet there was an unnatural heat radiating out from it. And there it was; muffled, almost unnoticeable; a quiet, arrhythmic heartbeat. The whole thing was silent as a mountain, yet had the aura of a sick farmbeast somehow. And deeper within its impenetrable skin, Adrianne could sense the barest semblances of human minds; yet that was about the only accurate thing she could say about them, for they were tarnished, severed and splintered, and Adrianne could sense a maddening train of frenzied thought emanating even through the titan's thick coffin-like skin.
"BBZZ! CRR,- *Crackle* 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475! 2.82842712475 is the squared-root of the true code! 2.82842712475 is the squared-root of the true code! BZRR! ASCENSION PROTOCOL: ENGAGE! ASCENSION PROTOCOL: ENGAGE!"
Without warning, the comms unit by the side of Adrianne's head would scream out in a frenzied, mechanical voice; sharp and loud enough to shoot like daggers through Vala, Herold and Adrianne! Even through her helmet's inbuilt sound-dampener it was enough to make Adrianne instinctively jerk back as she felt a pang of pain in her other ear, and she dropped the coms unit onto the console!
"Owwwhh! What the,-"
"01010100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01101101 01100001 01100011 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100101 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100111 01101111 01100100 00100001!!!"
The coms unit continued to scream out ceaseless binary babble and mad code as it lay on the console! Adrianne raised a finger to the side of her helmet to activate her own coms, yet as she did so, all she heard was a constant stream of statics, as if her signal was being completely jammed!
"Do either of your coms units work?" Adrianne asked, turning her gaze towards Ansgier and Vala.
"Mine's out. Something is seriously wrong with that Titan!"
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