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𝚆𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛—
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𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙚.

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⠀by ⠀living ⠀a ⠀life ⠀worth ⠀rememberingˏ ⠀you ⠀become ⠀𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥.

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closer. I wouldn't put it past you to try and pilfer a sample. ❞

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❝ It may not be your place of belonging any longer, but you are a product of it. I will avoid making the mistake again, though. ❞

Trazyn turned to the feathers, each floating in a stasis field of its own. Other relics from the period were scattered around on plinths,
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[▇▇▇：∕∕ 𝐅𝙰𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝐁𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝐏𝚄𝙼𝙿. @MSUR54]

Meijor silently rolled her eye. ❝ Traa-a-a-zynnn… ❞ She clicked and chittered out as she followed, the noises insect-like, idly repeating the same frequency of her throat’s clicks with her claw’s fingers against each other.

Though, the Arch-Praetor could not help but […]

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exotic weapons from that dark age, banners of varied Blood Angels companies, ornate helmets, though his focus was solely on the tattered feathers.

As she leaned closer, a hand clamped onto her shoulder, grip firm.

❝ If that is the case, then I should prefer you to get no
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during a great battle against the forces of the traitor warmaster. ❞

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❝ Very well, ❞ he motioned for her to follow with a gesture of his obliterator. ❝ But do stop with that irksome little name. I am Trazyn; do me the courtesy of calling me that. ❞

Despite the aloofness, a spark of something lit up in him. Not joy, nor the shadow of it, but
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[▇▇▇：∕∕ 𝐅𝙰𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝐁𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝐏𝚄𝙼𝙿. @MSUR54]

The Heretek peered around to their surroundings as he spoke, half-absorbed in the conversation as she committed the area to memory.

At first, it seemed that she didn’t exactly find interest in the fluff of his speech, until its second half was spoken. Meijor’s head finally […]

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approval, perhaps. Her enthusiasm was, as ever, pleasing to witness.

❝ Your Imperium is likely unaware that I have these. No doubt they would think of them as holy relics, despite the much more mundane truth.

It was quite the undertaking to obtain them, each shed
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❝ In stasis, in the lower levels of the Ancient Imperium, I have four feathers from the wings of the Primarch Sanguinius.

I would liked the entire body, but obtaining just those was a challenge enough. ❞

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❝ There are many pieces that I hold in higher esteem. Which is not to say that anything in this gallery is in any way lesser. ❞

His fingers move to the curve of his jaw, metal on metal, stroking it thoughtfully; a vestigial remnant of body language.
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[▇▇▇：∕∕ 𝐅𝙰𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝐁𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝐏𝚄𝙼𝙿. @MSUR54]

❝ *𝘏𝘮𝘱𝘩. Useful entities, this unit finds itself admitting… ❞ Meijor murmured to herself, looking upon her robes. She soon peered back up, pose inquisitive.

❝ Do you possess a penchant for partiality? I request to see what interests you the most, Necron-unit. ❞

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@frayingfate // dO nOt gO oUtSiDe tOdAy

What are u gonna do flap me to death with your gam wrist? Grow up

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//hopping on SM2 if anyone fancies ❤️

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❝ You are not staining my halls with mess, so it is better, ❞ he looked her up and down, grim visage as unreadable as ever.

❝ What have you come to see today? My collection of human technology? Or perhaps something from a higher form of life? ❞

[▇▇▇：∕∕ 𝐅𝙰𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝐁𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝐏𝚄𝙼𝙿. @MSUR54]

The Heretek tensed at the sudden happening, phalanges crunched into her palm.

❝ Nothing that would interest you, Necron-unit. ❞ She mused, wiping off her shoulder like it had been touched by something more vile than gore.

❝ …So, what? Better? ❞ They inquired, sass-laced.

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for her benefit, really.

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❝ And what unfortunate creature have you traipsed into my gallery today? ❞

A snap of his fingers and scarabs swarm, atomising any viscera that stains her or the black marble of the floor.

The gesture was unnecessary, the scarabs summoned by interstitial command, but it was
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@NECRONCOLLECTOR [ Meijor lightly dusted herself off. ]

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@MSUR54 Clean yourself up. You are dripping everywhere.

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@frayingfate //stop misbehaving

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@frayingfate //girl what

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@frayingfate //is that the one for where you hate the Irish or hibernating people