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5/23/2016 11:53:17 PM
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[b]Lupa easily dodges his shot and flips over him, using his back as a launch pad to get farther away from him[/b]
"Really? You don't even try to understand how I'm not being shot at by anyone else? I can't catch a break.... If you want to pick a fight with me, you'll have to worry about Agnes kicking you through the ship."
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"That armour has a glowing sigil of Tzeentch on it, either I didn't see Agnes' armour well, or you're a heretic!"
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"It's not glowing, are you blind? I swear the Imperium is training their soldiers less in observation and more in fanatic attacks...." [b]Lupa was correct, it was faded, and it looked to be burned into the flesh of her hand[/b]
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"Ah, I apologize Battle-Sister, I haven't removed this helmet in just over thirty years, I hope you'll excuse my vision problems."
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"It's fine, and I need to earn that title again. I've been away from them too long to deserve it until I prove myself again."
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"Fair enough. What would your name be?"
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"Lupa, and what's yours?"
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"Bracheous Beranteus, of the White Scars. I'm the last man standing, so technically I'm a Primarch, the best, and the worst soldier in that group."
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"The best and the worst? That's not something you hear often."
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"Well, mines a strange case."
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"Oh? Mind telling me why?"
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"Again, the rest of my chapters dead. I'm the last one alive, so I set the bar, exceed it and do worse all at once."
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"That's very interesting.... So what are you good at?"
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"I'm a White Scar. Vehicular combat and melee are my strong suit, anything with speed."
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"Sounds like me. Except I focus on both my guns and sword, while using my powers to propel me all over the place."
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"Sounds interesting. Hell, if I had any vehicles on this shithole, you can guess I'd be using the -blam!- out of them. And powers?"
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"Where I come from, they're called semblances. But here, I'm a Pskyer."
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"Oh, a Psyker. Well, 'least you and the Emperor have something in common, that's respectable."
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"Thanks, I've never felt too connected to him though...."
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"What was that?" [i][b]Bracheous asked, strengthening his grip on his Chainsword. [/b][/i]
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"I think it's because I'm not from this area.... And my past has damaged any connection I might have...."
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"Ah, I gotcha. Don't believe because you don't know, I suppose I'll give you a pass."
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"Thanks, I believe him. I just don't feel like I belong much...."
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"Nobody belongs on the Bloodwrath if they're with the Imperium, hell, half the Chaos shouldn't be here."
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"That's not what I mean, I'm talking about this universe...."
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"Not everyone's from this one. Hell, probably a few from other ones, figured that as much."
