"Enginseer Tayber, I suppose you like my Knight? Perhaps you want to touch it, all over?" I asked in a wry voice, and a smaller volu.
The blonde woman nodded unconsciously. Probably saw it as her life's dream.
Well then, touch it you shall, pretty lady!
The brave Commissar coughed in surprise at being ruthlessly cockblocked, then slumped in defeat. He wouldn't have anything better than my huge Imperial Knight.
And his Blank aide Jurgen would be much more useful pumping thousands of babies for the greater good of humanity, than being wasted as an Imperial Guard soldier.
"Well then Felicia Tayber, you and the survivors from your PDF regint are being transferred under my command, to recover my losses in this campaign. I don't need the Valhallan regint, except your aide, Commissar Cain. Go and make haste toward the landers." I commanded while my Power Glaive struck the dead Ork Boss and chopped him into a hundred smaller bits.
Damn Orks could be resurrected after all, and I wouldn't take a chance.
"My Lord, the Boss was certainly very dead." the Commissar grumbled at my actions.
"Yes, until so Pain Boy found the corpse and revived it. Stand aside and let the Sentinels torch the corpse now." I ordered as I urged Reason back towards the battlelines. Behind , the Ard Sentinels of the Catachans were unleashing prothium over the minced corpse, while the Volcano Sentinels ran ahead to secure a safe path for my Knight.
However, I didn't have much ti to waste, if I wanted to recover that who was sent to investigate the C'tan prisoner and the strange happenings around the Pharos installation, including temporal shifts and vanishing starships.
Nothing to do with , but I should be careful.
"Chapter Master Lancefire, I heard so many things about you that I don't even know where to begin." the cheerful woman began as she sat down in front of , and we shared so good wine I had prepared for Rose.
She even wore a custom-made power armor, the light-weight variant and a Power Fist, which made my jaw ache in phantom pain.
"Lady Amberley, I assure you, everything you might have heard about is true, depending on what you heard." I quipped and sipped my wine as her cheeks blushed deeply.
I didn't an that, but those stories were probably true anyway.
"... Well, I ant about Commorragh! Yes, destroying the Dark Eldar, nothing else!" the Inquisitor dissembled while grinning cutely in her wine cup.
"That's certainly true, even the truce with the Eldar Avatar. I also have a thousand concubines and hundreds of Blank sons being inducted as Astartes in the Blood Angels and the Lanters." I admitted in a level voice, while Rafen chuckled to himself for no reason.
"You better wait outside, Veteran. There are more delicate matters to discuss from here onwards." Inquisitor Veil demanded with a glare towards my bodyguard.
Rafen glanced at for confirmation and I sent him the okay password via the mind implant. It wasn't like I would be exposed to psyker powers by anything, not even this pretty Inquisitor. Perhaps a different form of torture, if my guess was right and Rose praised in too much detail.
As soon as Rafen left, the woman simply sat elegantly in my lap, and caressed my chin in a seductive gesture.
Emperor of Man, having so much luck with ladies was great!
"Delicate matters?" I inquired with a gentler voice.
"I want a Null staff too, because I really need it. And I will be extrely grateful if you can make it happen, Lord Pef. Nothing is beyond the reach of the Inquisition, after all." Amberley proposed in a throaty voice, both enticing and nacing.
So I grabbed her own chin, and stared into her eyes. "I don't have the pri ingredient for a such a device, my dear. Rumours say the Inquisition itself is suppressing the manufacture of such rare artifacts like a Null Rod, such that only they have the ans to defeat demons. Quite contrary to the Emperor's own wishes, that his finest warriors have the mightiest weapons, able to best any foes. Any foes!" I growled in an angrier voice.
The blonde woman patted my hand, so I let her go. "Not my personal fault, Lord Lancefire. Probably the Ordo Malleus would do sothing like that. Maybe even the Ordo Hereticus. We, in the Ordo Xenos know better, but are not as important nor have a say in the higher conclaves."
I sighed and leaned back, holding the sad Inquisitor in my arms. "Blank genes will help in ti, as they spread more among humanity. Probably best if you start with the System Governors and Hive leaders, then Generals and Admirals. As you can sense, psyker powers or genestealer cults cannot affect a Blank, thus making them less likely to turn traitor. Mind implants help as well, imposing reasoning over superstition and anger, thus reducing the occurrence of stupid decisions in the ranks of the Imperium's leaders."
"You an like yourself. Or your family?" Lady Amberley asked in a teasing tone.
"Exactly, my lady. Like myself and my family. If you're interested." I proposed in a slightly shy voice.
"I'm not drunk enough for that." the pretty blonde quipped and held the wine bottle in a trembling hand, before gulping the contents in a long drag, which made her throat move in very seductive waves.
What can I say? The flesh is weak, so I could only stare in wonder.
"You're very pretty" I managed to say, before she hungrily shut up. I had plans with the Pharos...but those could wait. Amberley tasted like grapes and strawberries.
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