Much, much later the amazing blonde finally gave up trying to exhaust my enhanced body and crashed on top of , sweaty and content.
"And to think I thought your Rose was exaggerating... I bet you can still go on for hours, right?" Amberley murmured in my neck in a soft voice.
I let my hands wander and grope her amazing body, without using words. I got much better at bed gas during the past decades, and the Angel genes surely kept going. Which was why I wouldn't accept Astartes organs, not even the Black Carapace, worried they might make impotent or sterile. And who would save the universe then?
"You will need a Deathwatch escort, my love. And Silent Sisters against psyker xenos or Chaos Sorcerers. And as it happens, I have 200 Executioners held captive, only needing a black coat of paint over their armors." I said instead, as she lted in my embrace.
"... Of course you do, Pef. Those that were not accounted for from the Badab War. Maybe even so Astral Claws?" the Inquisitor inquired and pinched my delicate progenoid glands. Damn their torture training!
It was very hard to keep secrets from an inquisitive Inquisitor. Especially one with a digital weapon on her finger.
"Maybe. But those Claws are really not trustworthy now, and might have been neurally and hypnotically modified by their fallen Master. I don't yet have a permanent solution to re-use their deaths for the Imperium." I muttered in displeasure.
That's why I needed access to the Pharos, and contact with a certain Necron wizard.
And many other trades of mutual benefit, of course.
"And what? You just produce 200 Executioners and expect them to beco Deathwatch Marines, from their own initiative? Nobody asking questions?" Amberley asked in a curious voice.
Well, I didn't think that far ahead. "You can take a Company and my Rose the other. As for how to motivate them...it should be easy enough for an Inquisitor. Their Chapter is under a Penitent Crusade for the next century, and the Deathwatch always needs more bodies. The borders of the Imperium are quite extensive." I argued as glanced at the door, as Ludvaius leaned inside to check on , then held his thumb up for another impossible and improbable conquest.
"And the Blood Angels are still watching over you...ever since you killed that traitor Stele. I shall need to know why." the pretty blonde demanded in a steely voice.
"It's complicated, my dear. Only part that matters is revealing the Inquisitor's corruption and returning to them the Spear of Sanguinius. Those are the facts, the rest is highly interpretable, and thus considered the Chapter's dark secret, to be added to the long list of such secrets for every Astartes Chapter. Still nothing as dubious as the , basically a multi-dinsional tracker which would serve well one day.
Trazyn was certain to posses these last two, but a Phase Shifter was rare even among Necron Lords.
"Lord Trazyn, congratulation's on the Warp Rift test." I began with a teasing voice, and letting him know I saw his new Blackstone Fortress close a small Warp Rift near his howorld.
"Ah, the wandering stranger has returned. I have deduced you must be a human. Or perhaps an Astartes." the Necron Overlord warned , after no doubt he tried to observe where the tesseracts have been present and blocked certain tilines.
"I'm not too sure myself, my robotic friend. So what progress did you make on those projects we have together?" I asked, this ti really curious.
"The cruiser sized reactor with a chanicus STC template is ready. Wasn't even hard, if I may be so honest. The warp-less engine miniaturization...well. It's a bit harder without so more advanced materials and production capabilities, I only have one version smaller by 20 percent, and already needs angstrom scale engineering. Only those human Grand Cruisers and the larger Battlecruisers will be able to use them. As for the Eldar weapons...they work backwards to any scientific principle!" Trazyn complained and seed exasperated.
I feel your pain, my friend. Technology should not grow when you sing at it. Damn Eldar Bonesingers!
"It was only a suggestion, Lord Trazyn. Perhaps psycho-plastics and soul-fused crystals are more magitech than real science. But you do have plenty chanicus ships and weapons in your tesseracts. After you copy all of them, you might attempt to reverse-engineer those for my ntally handicapped tech-priests friends of lesser education to mass-produce. Mostly gravity and direct energy weapons that would work on Tyranids. My recent long-range scans point to a dozen large tendrils followed by a gravity bending mass of hungry mouths and sharp claws." I explained in a gentler tone, drawing his ire towards the invading bugs.
"...That sounds exciting, to be honest. It will be the greatest struggle in the recent history of the galaxy! And this Guilliman Primarch is certainly trying to defeat the Tyranids with those rather flimsy ships and weapons. Hmmm. I could help a little, even if it's cheating. After all, the humans do have sowhat better weapons, they just forgot about them." Trazyn the Infinite allowed after long minute, no doubt checking on my own observations.
And so, I sent him the Phase Shifter, in advance. I was so trustful, right?
"Very well, Necron Lord. A trade was made. I hope you don't need instructions on how to use a Phase Shifter. The Crimson God already has this ability, so it's useless to now." I explained in a faint tease.
"...Errr. I thought the Canoptek link was encrypted with my best...anyway, yes! This would be very useful to keep my person safe, especially if anyone figures out who actually killed a certain Pharaon, hehe!" Trazyn exclaid in a joyful tone.
I sighed inward, as it seed the insane Necron had indeed trapped the C'tan controls, and did not expect to survive.
"You broke your word, Lord Trazyn. You owe two free trades for that. One is a another Null Bone staff, using your own resources. The other...those Venatoria Titans and their pilots, with Enslaver-based mind control implants. They shall be sent to Forge Retribution, along with the dataslates for their manufacture STCs." I demanded in a harsh tone, almost ready to transport a Vortex torpedo on his location.
Since Trazyn couldn't find the Reality Cage in the Eye of Terror, he did what any Necron always did. And attacked Forge World Venatoria to steal it.
The chanicus tried to chase him back to his howorld, only to get trapped into a labyrinth, like all the others who tried.
It would be a pity to kill him, but I was getting tired of his bullshit.
Say whatever about Trazyn, he did have top-notch survival instincts. "You are correct, stranger. I went over the bounds of our agreent. Perhaps I wanted to test you? I am not certain why I did that."
I grumbled inward then sent over a lock of Amberley's hair, and closed the ntal link. We would need a dual Blank/Psyker child to make the weapon work properly, but I was already hard at work on that issue.
Then I checked on the Tau, only to find a large Demiurg ship in their howorld's orbit.
Well then. I have found a target for that Vortex torpedo after all. Stay away from Tau, next ti.
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