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dissertation done. can actually post again. yay.
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basically exactly what I was going to write, so that is good. who or what is the massive white nation so I can get an idea of that neighbor and the reason for the odd border shape. also is the black thing a nation or a geographical feature of some kind?
If there's still space in this I was thinking of making a goblin, kobold, ratmen etc. faction of Justinians somewhere close to the border between the Yuwan and Justinian border. Possibly that little teal nation. They would be pretty new, a result of a Justinian supplied insurgency of "lesser" races against the countries ruler that went way further than expected, drawing hordes of what is normally fodder in fantasy settings into one massive Union that is fully on board with replacing their current state of having short and brutal lives with the Justinian's promised paradise.
Sister Sophia

Location: the Park -- the Sky -> Hidden Settlement
interactions: drone @Lugubrious, Jin Sunrise @floodtalon


As she began to ascend Sunspot got back in touch with her

"I wanted to be strong enough to kill a certain man. With your help though I believe I can get strong enough to kill him without some evil soul stealing wish granter."

"Indeed you can. The Officio Assassinorum trains some of the most proficient assassins this universe has to offer. Perfectly patient snipers, face changing infiltrators, holly psyker nullifiers and ..."

She was pretty sure that the man would not volunteer to become a drug fueled cyborg capable of tearing their way through entire armies to reach their target before hacking them to death to bloody pieces. Might be wise to leave out the Eversor Assassin specifics from her list.

"...some that favor a more direct approach. The Imperium has the best weapons and training available, We can give you strength a million times greater than whatever this heretical machine is said to give. Strength that won’t cost souls or be a monkey’s paw"

Well, the greater Imperium could at least. Their presence and resources on this world was rather... Limited. As she cleared the tree line and ascended towards the clouds like a rising star she was apparently noticed by Sunspot

"Is that you flying through the air?"

"Yes. Getting a closer look at the big bird in the sky. The Xenos I fought yesterday was taken back to it after her allies brought her back from the dead."

She had to admit, what she ended up finding in the clouds was not what she had expected. She had expected either a bird-like ship or a Xenos flyer with perhaps a small carrying compartment, not a crow with an entire flying citadel mounted on its back. She had to begrudgingly admit that it was an impressive fortification.

"OK. That is way more forces than I expected."

She was not particularly worried about the Myrmidons, but the false angels and the skill she saw in the two fighters concerned her greatly. Those two, plus their presumed instructor, along with the Xenos she had seen in the forest where all presumably warriors on the same level as the queen, and she had barely managed to kill her.

Sophia might be arrogant and assured in humanity's divinely provocative superiority, but even she could see when she needed help. She relays what she sees to Jin and her thoughts on the situation to the announcer who was presumably seeing the same things through the drone.

"I there might be something of a threat to the tournament structure here. That’s a flying fortress full of warriors and 3 to 6+ extremely dangerous champions. They could definitely barge in once the battles have taken their toll and try and kill those of us that still remain to claim the use of that heretical artifact for themselves. We need to destroy them or it before that happens."

After about 5 minutes of hidden observation she began to get a little worried about her fuel usage and so began the cautious descent back down to the ground, aiming for where she thought she saw structures in the forest below.

The angel descends into the hidden settlement on her burning wings through a shaft of sunlight, it would have made quite the stained glass window where it not for the hideous mutation of her left arm and the now wobbly nature of her flight. She touches down atop one of the small huts and searches for her convert.

"Jin? Sunspot? Are you there?"

She let the drone go on it’s merry way now that they were back at it’s normal operating altitude.




Some way off in the woods the mutant known as Gromory hurries through the undergrowth at the behest of its new master. The fragment of the Emperor's soul is not a trusting man by nature, being betrayed by half your sons does that to a person. It hurried its charge towards the presumably deadly meeting between his fanatical servant and the assassin, still carrying the corrupt trinket. There was no way in hell he was leaving something like that laying around for any old idiot to use.


“I. Um. I thought you saying it was classified was informing us that we weren't supposed to tell other people rather than it being purely the purview of command. In hindsight that makes sense though. My apologies Captain, I’m still getting used to military jargon”

While it was entirely hidden by her mask it was pretty obvious from her voice she was blushing furiously beneath it.

She wasn’t exactly the highest grading student, what with her splitting her time between her official training at the academy and her heading back over to the Institute in her free time to continue her medical training. As a result her understanding of military stuff was a bit spotty. Now that the thought about it, she hadn’t exactly been very helpful militarily during this whole expedition. She resolved to do better on that front in future.

“I understand what you mean by being careful. Believe me, as a Doctor in training, I’m not about to do something that gets people hurt. While no amount of thinking will prevent disaster if we don’t have all the information to make the right decision, I can understand that we trainees can’t be trusted with sensitive information, lest it end up in the wrong hands.”

After a few moments of contemplation she added, rather redundantly as a result of the adult comment.

“Though considering you and the princess are the ones making the decisions and presumably know what is going on, I guess that answers my own grievance”

In a sense she was trying to make herself feel less patronised by coming to the same conclusion via her own line of reasoning. It didn’t work particularly well.

Still somewhat embarrassed about all this she tried to switch the conversation to something else the Captain had said.

“So what caused those colonisation efforts to fail anyway?”
Wow, did we quiet down fast, or am I imagining things?


making small talk is hard. hopefully with sub groups and a mission people will be more up for posting.
Great posts guys, however I've noticed some mention of the Scythian being inside a hangar. This isn't the case; while there are some hangars available, the Scythian is sitting in the open atmosphere. This is partly because its significantly larger than the transports RX's spaceport was built to accommodate.


so are all the dock workers, marine's etc. in space suits or are they just wearing face mounted oxygen gear of some kind?
Is it me or are all these Cadets asking questions the Captain already answered.


She did? crap, did I miss something somewhere?

@Lmpkio

They weren't the most talkative bunch it seemed, well, apart from the one human who seemed to be rather fond of pink and talking loudly to someone on the phone. Arra was glad when they finally quit their yapping but after (presumably) being called a monster she wanted little to do with the woman. What she did have interest in was the bar, Arra was going to take any opportunity to sample alien cuisine and now seemed as good a time as any to have a wee sample.

Resting against the bar on her elbows she began to use the two front mecha tendrils to examine the various bottles and wines on display, looking for any that sounded good and wouldn’t leave her as drunk as the big guy during the meeting.

While doing this she turned to Quinn, and in an attempt to initiate conversation now that the noisy phone lady hat shut up, asked

”Don’t suppose you know what's good among all these?”

She brought up two of the tendrils bearing random bottles to show in-order to punctuate her question. Her voice itself came from two speakers mounted on her helm rather than directly from her mouth and had a quite literal bubbly tone to it, filled with genuine curiosity, a little excitement with all the new things she was experiencing and literal bubbles.

She smiled at the woman with a friendly grin made slightly disconcerting by the multiple rows of shark teeth it contained.
How are y'all doing?


pretty good. listening to music and a podcast while playing x-com at the moment.
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