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  I was only separated by the bulkhead blog the rge gate from the humans, yeah I've met some mutants capable of speech but that didn't put them much above a rate in terms of me wanting to verse with them. With that said I waited, I assing the time by eavesdropping ohoughts of the resident teophile in the meanwhile. Sure they had some Wards that reinforced realspace around them but the soul energy threads I used to probe them were entirely in realspace, I didn't gh the to slip into the physical part of his mind. I had a feeling he'd notice if I went into his 'mind', the mind was a weird sort of iween of the soul and the physical brain. I could se from the material side but khat it was further into the immaterium than anything else. Stuff like this has always been rather vague in WH lore as far as I knew, it was iing though, figuring out the intricacies and tricks to it all. I couldn't wait to pick apart the mind of a saned psyker. Speaking of pig apart minds, this cyb dude had one weird-as-hell mind. Some surface thoughts were legible, like his note of the walls being grey and random shit like that but the rest was a mess. It was half unintelligible ramble while the other half was the chirp of beeps and boops, binary code. Somehow this dude was encrypting his thoughts, impressive to be ho, even if a psyker like me could slip into his mind, without being also capable of decrypting his thoughts it'd still be useless. His image went up a not my mind, though it only made me all the more ied ihick cables running down from his meical head like dreadlocks. An MIU, a Mind Impulse Unit. A high-grade tech used even back during the Heresy that blehe mind with the mae. This was the epitome of a neural interfa the universe as far as I khough I was sure the Tau had something simir. I watched as the t Magus came closer to the bulkhead, iing cables into hidden ports on the wall. It only took him half a minute and I already felt the bulkhead stirring, it shook a bit and then it moved. The gate split in the middle areated into the walls on both sides. All of them stiffened and rifles and guns were raised as my form was revealed with the screeetal being dragged oal. I held back a self-satisfied smirk at the moment, this was so cool, just like Darth Maul in the first Star Wars movie. All I would need now is to drop my cloak and light my double-bded light-saber. Unfortunately, those did here, but there were some eveer ons so I wasn't so disheartened. Power swords, Phasebdes, Ghostbdes, eswords, Frabdes. So many cool swords. Speaking of which. My gaze was drawn to the wrist of the VIP dy who was staring at me with narrowed eyes, oh damn, is that what I think it is? I raised my gaze, re-evaluating the woman. Not just anybody would have the sheer gall required to walk around with a on like that, a on that is one of the most deadly melee ons in the gaxy. A Harlequin's Kiss, a small wrist-mouool that was loaded with a mono-molecur wire was shot out when the small spike was stabbed into someone, rampaging through the body of the poor sod that was stabbed. A good stab with that and she take down a ifex, or anything really. I was sure even a Custodian would drop dead if all of his ans were liquified in a single moment. She'd o stab one first though. I grihe spec-ops dudes fingers drifted onto the triggers, getting ready to load me full of whatever those rifles shot out. "A pleasure to meet you all," I said, my voice filled with a tiny bit of soul energy which made it resound in the open space like an echo, "Do e inside, I don't bite." "RAISE YOUR HANDS AND IDENTIFY YOURSELF!" shouted the severe old man with half of his face burnt off, Arch-militant Orion based on my mental probes. I just opened my satchel with a touch of TK (telekinesis) and floated my fake Rosette up and above my outstretched palm. My face went cold and I gred at the rude dude, despite wanting to just smirk at his suddenly pale fabsp;"I said I don't bite, didn't I?" I reiterated, "No reason to be rude." With that, I turned and headed into the spire, no reason to waste soul energy on amplifying my voice when we could just talk in a pce without howling wind. The Militant was only stiff for a moment, soon after issuing orders to his men to lower their ons a bit but keep ready before the VIP dy stepped forward and waved them off. Unlike most leaders, – ones who had w brains –, she walked at the front, seemingly unafraid of anything that could jump at her and rip her apart without any trouble. I wasn't sure if it was fidence ance as I didn't probe her mi. The woman wasn't a psyker but just barely, if she was just a bit further on the psychic scale she'd be a Psyker, though a week one. With how amateurish I must still be I didn't want to risk her notig my probing. I felt Orion's trepidation at the casual show of m psychic powers along with emotions further towards fear from the rest of his men but all of them were even more terrified of my little trihat's what ten thousand years of ditioning did to people. "Now then," I said ohey all swarmed into a rather rge hangar where the wind was only background noise, "Let's Start with introdus." This was still less than a fortable setting for civilized discussion but I don't think they'd want to walk much further based on how stiff all of them were. Aside from the Magos of course, the cyb dude was staring at me with a meical eye glowing an angry red color, it didn't blink but then again I didn't think it could blink. I straightened my spine and looked as imperious as I could while coating myself in psychiergy, I hoped it'd give me an otherworldly feel if nothing else. "From His Majesty's Most Holy Inquisition," my voice resouhroughout the hall, "Inquisitor Ea of the Ordo Xenos." I kept my faeutral during the introdu, there were many different Inquisitors with even more varying personalities but the ohing that tied them all together was their utter devotion to the Emperor. That devotion took many forms but I should never say His name lightly while ag as an Inquisitor. I kept my telepathy w in the meantime, gauging their reas and evaluating whether they had any doubts about me. The mind-rape option was still valid, even if I didn't want to do it. This was my first ce to talk with people since waking up here and I didn't want to turn them into knock-off geealers if I could help it. Arch-Militant Orion g the severe-looking woman, makiop forward and bow her head ever so slightly. It was more of a nod really but I felt like it was respectful and so did her men so that'd have to do. "I am Selene from the House of Voss," the woman stated matter of factually, "I'm the Captain of The Wanderer and a Rogue Trader by the grace of His Majesty." Well, that's ued but then again, not really. Who else would e to a random abandoned robsp;What followed was a rather awkward staring test, I held her gaze with a small smile while trying to pierce together from the others' thoughts about whether she was being rude. Turns out she wasn't and was just deferring to me to lead the versation. "What brought you to this abandoned rock?" I asked, keeping my curiosity in check while motioning towards one of the rooms further back, "This pce is a bit worn but I think we could at least sit dowhere, much more fortable than standing here, hmm?" "Indeed," she nodded, motioning for her men to go forward and scout I assumed, "We were traveling through the when a shockwave hit our ship and damaged eller Field so we had to dise before it failed and this is where we ended up." "What a ce," I said, gng at the stiff woman now walking at my side as all the bck-cd guys spread out. The t priest was by now distracted by the scars of the battle left on the building and Orion was busy all of his men around but he still kept me in his vision at all times. "Now then," I sat down in a rather fy armchair, it only had one of its armrests blown off, "Don't be so stiff, I'm her on a mission nor do I myself with humans." "Uood," she nodded, sitting opposite me on a half-burned couch with Orion looming behind her, I guessed this was ohe office of the dude that mahe ings and goings of this nding pad. "You see," I started, swinging my right leg over the left, "I found myself in a bit of a situation, so I'd like to request your assistance if you don't mind?" I tilted my head with a well-practiced smile, eling all of the overbearing authoritative energy I could. She probably uood that I wasn't actually asking her and she nodded quickly. "I'll see what I do," said Selehough our ship and most of our equipment need repairs before we leave this p, everything is rather damaged right now." "Uandable," I leaned back with a satisfied smile, "I'm sure the prior residents wouldn't mind you taking some of the stuff here to repair your ship and equipment." "Why is the p so empty?" she asked, "If you don't mind me asking of course," she added quickly, oh she is not used to not being the most important person in the room. "Not too sure to be ho," I shrugged, "it was like this by the time the decided to spit me out here but I assume it involved some rather heretical stuff that the Ordo Malleus would go nuts over." "What?" her eyes were wide, not sure why she is surprised, I didn't even talk about the splinter-fleet probably on its way to eat us. Annou6>

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