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6/6/2016 1:07:40 PM
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"I request nothing from you, Inquisitor. Only that you leave me and my companion alone. I think even you can understand that."
She looks at the Gray Knight.
"Although I doubt comprehension from you."
English
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"Fine, but I request two things from you. First, You do not interact with any Imperium upon this ship unless they are Militant and above. Second, If you see any Daemon incursions around the Quarters...Do tell. I believe these terms are acceptable?"
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"I see no reason to oppose those terms. I agree." She held her hand out. "I believe it is custom in your species to, 'shake on it', is it not?"
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"I'd rather not, I could possibly crush your hand." Which was infact, the truth. The Fibro-nerves within the armor would indeed crush any hand if they 'Shook on it' "I appreciate the gesture, and also here." He handed Macha the Shuriken Pistol.
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She took it in her open hand. "Ciarn will be pleased to find this. Thank you."
