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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax:
6/6/2016 2:21:03 PM
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[b]Astrid rubs one of the symbols, curiosity filling her eyes as she looks around.[/b]
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The land around her was flat and barren, for the most part. It was a dimension of the warp, as the sky was an ever-changing cloud of purple, red and orange hues. Her pocket watch began ticking. It was working? It seemed to have been repaired, except it was counting the time backwards. The marks of Noiratrom were etched within her skin like a tattoo, as were her previous marks of Slaanesh. She could feel them ripe with power, they were warm... In the distance, she could see a massive palace. A voice boomed out of the air. [i][u]"Welcome to my realm, Astrid. The formless wastes. My kingdom."[/u][/i]
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[b]She looks around with awe, walking towards the voice.[/b] "Wow..... It's amazing...."
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Her feet unconsciously brought her towards the palace. [i][u]"this is merely the beginning."[/u][/i]
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"Would it be possible to add my own touches to parts of your realm? Just so I'm comfortable of course."
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[i][u]"Of course. Everyone has their right to a personal space."[/u][/i]
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"I was never allowed that with Slaasesh.... I always had to bunk with a few other Daemonettes....."
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[i][u]"Well, you are the only Daemonette in my followers. And I want you for myself."[/u][/i]
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[b]Astrid softly blushes.[/b] "Oh? My new master wants a Daemonette for company~?"
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[i][u]"Pleasant company is hard to come by... and a man has his needs. And you have needs too..."[/u][/i]
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"Good point.." [b]Astrid walks into the palace and looks around.[/b]
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It was massive, built in what seemed to be rusty Marble. [i][u]"I am pleased you have decided to join me. You will not regret this."[/u][/i]
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"I'm sure I won't...." [b]Astrid look around with interest, heading to wherever he was in the place.[/b]
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He was in the throne room, the largest room in the Palace.
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[b]Astrid walks in and smiles at him.[/b] "Hi there!"
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He was sitting at his throne, and a mere gaze at him made her fall to her knees in admiration. He was massive, his arms were as thick as a space marine, and his legs were even thicker. His height around forty feet, his armour was built around him, as if he even needed any. It was heavy, like the armour of Khorne. It was the same colour as the rest of the palace. His facial features were absolutely beholding, immediately making the Daemonette infatuated, her knees basically like jello. [i][u]"Hello there."[/u][/i]
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[b]Astrid tries to come up with something to say. But she couldn't, for the first time in her existence, she was speechless. She had never met someone as breathtaking as him.[/b] "I.... Uhh..... I...."
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He chuckles. His whole being radiated with power, charisma and will. [i][u]"At a loss for words?"[/u][/i]
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[b]She nods, her eyes filled with adoration for her new master.[/b]
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[i][u]"Am I what you expected?"[/u][/i]
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"N-No... You're even better..... I'll gladly serve...."
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[i][u]"Good. Then we won't have any issue."[/u][/i]
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"Yes Master......" [b]Astrid bows her head.[/b]
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[i][u]"please, rise. You are no mere servant."[/u][/i]
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"A-Are you sure?... I wasn't even a greater Daemonette when I served Slaasesh..."
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[i][u]"I will make you great. Your past needn't mark you... I will make you into my Daemon princess. But for this, I need to ascend into godhood."[/u][/i]
