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 Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 12:06 pm
He walked over and grabbed the package
"As you wish, my master Your fiendish postal service wont be stopped" He grinned, and with a a *ping* he disappeared. To reappear in an empty seat of the car.*
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 10:08 am
Jeron turned around and looked at the third Ace who just appeared in his car and sighed.
"Who could have used the door, no need for such a dramatic entrance. Ok, everyone buckle up."
Jeron pulled the car out of the garage and pulled out of the driveway of the mansion heading in the direction of Aekea.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:09 pm
"You have something against personal teleportation? I thought a simple ping was rather humble of me, instead of going with the glitter cloud, sparklers, and other fireworks like normal" *he had no idea what a seat belt was, or a car really. Figured it was something like a carriage, so he sat and held on to the box*
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 6:09 pm
Em glanced back at the new guy from the front passenger's seat. "That would of been a b***h to get out... let alone if any of your sparklers left burn marks in the upholstery..."
She looked at the radio, then at Jeron. "Can I?" she asked pointing at the knobs.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:29 pm
Adam clicked and nictating membranes blinked as he stared at the man who had just teleported next to him in the car. Before this Dam had just been looking very nervous and uncomfortable, trying not to ruin any part of the interior with his large tail or claws.
His tongue tasted the air around the newcomer as he said in a quizically buzzing voice.
"Chaos?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:31 pm
"Is strong" He said without missing a beat
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:34 pm
"We were in the eye of terror once...we enjoyed the time spent there. Nice little Nurgling helped us find our way..." He stared out the window for a moment, seemingly lost in memory before turning back and giving Mort his full attention.
"We have not met before. We are Adam, humble servant of DG and the immortal Hive mind of the Tyranids. Nice to meet you." He smiled with his full set of razor fangs and kept his creepy gaze set on Mort.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:38 pm
"I am Mortalis. A pleasure to meet you, collector." He appeared unphased by Adam's appearance.
"You're certainly along way from home"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:41 pm
Adams antennae and tail dropped a little, and he thought about the hive fleet.
"Yes we are. They sent us far ahead to prepare worlds for infestation and invasion. We did so for a long time and eventually ended up here through various modes of travel. This is our new hive. We enjoy it."
Adam looked back at the package.
"Hopefully we succeed in our task so that the Hive Tyrant doesn't give us a beating."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:50 pm
"Perhaps you underestimate yourself, lictor," he said soothingly, at a volume so that only he would hear "Perhaps not. You desire so strongly to be part of a collective, so you serve, but why not lead? And what then, if your fleet finally arives. Where then, will your loyalty lie...."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:54 pm
Adam's membranes receded until it was only inky blackness looking back at Mort. In that instant he thought about the situation.
If his Hive fleet DID somehow catch up and invade...he would have no choice but to follow it. Whether he liked it or not he would serve the Hive mind utterly.
He also was intrigued by what he said about leading...
Adams mandibles twitched and he almost said something, but halted and sat back relaxing and staring out the window.
"We thank you for the compliment, but we have no idea. The fleet is still far, far away consuming an entire sector I prepared for it, so we may never have to find out."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 10:10 pm
"Im sure we will...someday. Battles for supremacy are always in the stars"
*he looks at the package*
"So" he said louder again "Where does the fiendish postal service make its delivery?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 7:09 am
Jeron nodded at Em, "Go ahead, though if I hear that bug sing I might end up killing it."
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 8:26 am
9:20
The Package remains still in the car. But vibrates to the beat of the music Em's gets on the radio. Mortalis got the feeling that the package was.....learning.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 9:22 am
Mmm..
What can be in there, living, thriving, learning...., he wondered.
His eyes shown, as he tried to glean even a little information by using a minor divination. Just in case it has some...resentment about being scryed.
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