And lastly, it was ti to finish the deal with the pretty blonde infocyte, setting her on a long quest of my own. Well, after thoroughly pumping Calixa full of endorphins and gene-seed, naturally.
She stretched on my bed like a cat, and licked a finger teasingly, which made almost keep her in my retinue, just for fun. But her talents would be wasted like that.
"Dear Calixa, focus on your mission!" I chided her sharply with a mind transmission, which broke her reverie.
"Of course, my lord. Another mission beside birthing you a child, you an?" the blonde minx asked while patting her belly. It wasn't visible, but my Navigator confird a Blank fetus was growing inside.
"We will et again, and you'll have many more children, my dear. I will keep the Blanks, and you will train the rest of our children. As for your mission, you will have to travel and compile a list of allies for our House. Rogue Traders and rich Governor Houses, on Imperial worlds that have shipyards and weapons factories. This data-stack contains a thousand STC patterns, which would be trendously valuable to any of our allies. As for your escort, you will have this space wolf puppy called Trajan, Silent Sister Hestia and five Deathwatch Astartes from Rose's retinue, and battalion of Catachans for...aggressive negotiations. For more diplomatic matters, you will have Sister Helena and a couple of Order Famulous Sisters to conduct genetic testing." I explained in a gentler voice, while Canis licked his puppy with a sad face.
Sorry buddy, we all make sacrifices. I will have to temporarily detach one of my cute nurses and her too friendly family advisers, and Hestia was rather a formidable warrior in her own right. Just in case so Chaos cult tried to impede my plans.
I even detached Sly Marbo to aid Calixa in her difficult mission, along with three thousands Catachans, a thousand of them won. Couldn't let the big bad monster rest over the next decade, when he could pump babies during travel, and then strangle or vanish impolite reluctant allies who didn't know yet who their boss was. And that pocket tesseract would be very useful for his task. Perfect place to store dead bodies too.
Calixa skimd the data-stack with wide eyes, no doubt realizing exactly how valuable the information inside was. "So, I'm to wait here until your daughter Andrea arrives with a Mars battlecruiser, and then proceed to , an Interex relic able to cut through space itself.
It will take so ti to learn its use, but from what I knew, they could turn an enemy to your side.
Then I rembered to bring back Brother Semnai, and proceed at directing the tech-priests and servitors to seal the fort's breach and burn the poor plants. It wasn't like we would use frozen and corrupted plants for anything.
We will need even more Blackstone armor and Gellar fields. Damn demons!
"Is M'kar truly dead, Master Lancefire?" the Veteran Brother asked as the last vestiges of the demon's body were burning under the Pariah boots of my Sisters.
"Probably so. Using a human vessel makes it very easy to kill the stupid demons. Shout their na, and cut them down. And having Silent Sisters around helps too." I explained patiently while driving Reason back to its hangar.
"...It seems too easy." The man muttered in distrust.
"Knowledge is a great power, Brother. Guard it well." I said wryly as the cockpit opened and I patted Reason on its armored head.
A minute later, Enginseer Felicia arrived running at full tilt, passing without a word and going over the scrathes of the Knight with cooing sounds like calming a baby.
Incense and oil as well as prayers and machine canticles covered the poor Knight suit, and its chanical head stared at in a pleading gaze. 'Make her leave!'
Sorry, dead brother. Just endure, like we all did. Plus you did fight a Daemon Prince, so holy oils and techno-lingua prayers should help. Or at least, do no harm.
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