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5/30/2016 4:42:13 PM
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[i][u]"You always were close minded. You have no free will. You have no power. No matter how firmly you believe you do, it is a lie. You are a slave of the laughing C'tan. Every Necron is. Ever since they first rebelled, they were put under control. You are not free, Vaaxius. A man chooses, A slave obeys. And that is what you have been doing for years now. Obeying orders mindlessly."[/u][/i]
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"This is both going to be fun and hellish...."
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[i][u]"Oh, once you get to know them, you'll see they're just a bundle of fun, each in their own way."[/u][/i]
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[b]Vaaxius nods and smiles at him.[/b] "Should we go meet up with them?"
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[i][u]"why wouldn't we?"[/u][/i] He moves towards the origin points of the red Lightning
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[b]Vaaxius follows him, slightly excited to meet his daughters.[/b]
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They approach the site, and she can already hear voices. One sounded young, energetic and slightly hyperactive. Definitely Mir'ika. Another sounded calm, collected, smart. The other sounded double, both organic and machine.
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[b]Vaaxius looks around for them, a small smile on her face as their voices bring back memories of her children.[/b]
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She turned a corner, and she saw. One of them was sitting inside a crysis suit. It was opened, allowing her to bicker with her sisters. Her fiery hair was semi short, and her voluptuous breasts were held back by a bra with a flame motif. She seemed very young. The other girl was standing, wearing minimalist combat armour, more like a tactical vestment that covered her body. Her hazel hair was long and messy, there was an eerie power to her. The last daughter majestic. Her costume was black and metallic, her body glowing with red Gauss energy. She had something beautiful about her, because her skin wasn't robotic. Yes, it was metal: Necrodermis. But it seemed as smooth and as natural as organic skin. Once they saw Kor'El turn the corner, Vaaxius noticed he had changed into his initial suit. "Daddy!!!" Said Mir'ika. The three daughters rushed to their father. [i][u]"Girls!"[/u][/i] Exclaimed Kor.
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[b]Vaaxius stands off to the side, not sure what to say or do.[/b]
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They hugged their father lovingly, each of them smiling. [i][u]"There you are, my little angels!"[/u][/i] "We missed you daddy!" [i]"Even if it was only for a short time!"[/i] Said Amy. [u]"But we still missed you a lot!"[/u] Said Abby.
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"Yeah.... Uhh.... Soooo, how are you girls?"
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They each looked at her quizzically. "Uh... who are you?" [i][u]"This is Vaaxius. She was my former ally in the war. I liberated her."[/u][/i]
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"Yeah, your father has told me a bit about you guys..." [b]Vaaxius shuffles nervously[/b]
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"Oh? What did he say? That we're the super duper best?!"
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"Yup, he also said you guys are getting ice cream if there is any around here." [b]Vaaxius grins at Kor'El[/b]
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"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mir'ika turns to Kor'El, whose head was aimed at the skies. "ReallyReallyReallyReallyReallyReallyReally?!?!?!?" He sighs. [i][u]"Yes."[/u][/i] "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"
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[b]Vaaxius chuckles and smiles at them.[/b] "See? This is why you guys should always be happy that he's your father."
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Amy chuckles at her sister's hyperactive demeanor, while Abby stares curiously at Vaaxius. She had been ever since Vaaxius had entered the scene.
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[b]Vaaxius notices Abby's staring and walks over to her, a small smile on her face.[/b] "Hello, it's nice to meet you."
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[u]"You are necron, yes? An Eliksni Pariah. Interesting..."[/u]
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"Yup, and you're a born as one, or somewhat one.... This I find interesting too...." [b]Vaaxius smiles and digs through her bag, looking for some pictures of what she used to look like so Abby could see how she changed.[/b]
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[u]"I was born both a pariah and a pure of blood."[/u]
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[b]Vaaxius nods.[/b] "Yes, which I've never heard of before. So I'm honored to meet you."
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[u]"It's not much of an honor, but I appreciate the sentiment."[/u]
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"Alright, so what do you like to do?"
