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The Inquisitor, after having done hugging his sister, noticed the man with a package at his door.
He walked over, his sister following suit.
"May I help you, Citizen?"
Ling said.
English
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The marine looked at them both, his helmet opening to speak with them. "Inquisitor ling? My name is Blackburn, I've got something for you." He offers the box, it was about two feet across, the inquisitor had heard the name before. Blackburn was making a name for himself among the higher ups as a capable man who could get things done. Yet there were rumors that he worshiped a god long thought dead, not one of chaos and not the god emperor.
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"If it is a trap I'm not behind it. I just deliver it, your people gave it to me." The box was inert, nothing happened when the inquisitor touched it. The marine had an unimpressed look on his face. He's not built trust with the imperium just to break it.
