She carried on slurping from the juicebox as she watched the sisters and Malleus argue, before turning her attention a bit too late to the guardsman running up behind her. One crash later, and Zethinas juicebox had been knocked from her hands and squished underfoot. Zethina sniffled slightly in lament.
The guardsman passed on the news of the Necron assault to Malleus, before receiving a sharp kick to the shin from Zethina for the wasted juicebox.
Had the guardsman been any slower to leave, Malleus probably would have broken his head off. “WHY ARE WE ALWAYS THE FUCKING CAVALRY, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT? WHEN DID THE IMPERIUM SUDDENLY BECOME A COMPLETELY INEPT CLUSTERFUCK?” The Marine sighed, casually turning to plant his fist in the wall, before straightening back up.
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She nodded and started to flip through the pages, scanning each as she went, trying to pick out certain words for the...
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From beneath her pillow, Echo produced a slim, blackbound tome. Perhaps a hand span in height and half again that in...
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“Well done, now you can go back to Echo and practice, perhaps even have Echo name a few words for you to spell out.”...
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“Hehe, he just asked what you’d have,” replied Private Hiras. The Commissar smiled. “He also says continue the patrol...
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Malleus waited until...drawn up alongside him...answer her....
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