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6/30/2016 12:14:03 AM
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[i]JT felt a sense of pride knowing that he stood taller than her, even when not using any augs, as he was standing tall at 6'3. Though he was the first one to speak up out of the two. [/i]
"We were walking through the halls, these things ambushed us. Really I don't see why any punishments would be necessary."
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She laughed. Height meant nothing. She knew men smaller than him that he wouldn't even reach their ankle. [i]"No punishment? For you dragging three hundred men to their deaths? You must either be the worst self-proclaimed tactician in the galaxy, or either you're just a plain idiot. Although I'm tempted to believe the two. You do know I could have yoy both arrested and put through martial trial for that little stunt?"[/i] And even though she was a bit shorter than him, she was most likely one of the most intimidating woman in JT's life. Right after his own mother.
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[i]JT didn't have a biological mother, as he was created in a testing tube, and his adopted mother was already dead. So, all fear he had of this woman was the most he had for any so far, aside from a select few he's met in his life before the Bloodwrath. He was typically a damn good tactician despite this stunt, his only problem though was being severely outgunned. Because he was leading a militia, he didn't exactly have access to higher grade materials and weaponry. The only things worthwhile he had were his own augmentations. [/i] "I apologize ma'am, although me and my men here were heavily outgunned. He were just attempting to find a place to set up shop onboard this vessel, as so many others had done before." [i]He was honest about it. The NWH's goal for this encounter was to just find a suitable place to hole up before the Marshal went to find better weaponry and gear for his men. He figured that, if he could scavenge off the dead corpses of soldiers, their weapons would be invaluable. [/i]
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[i]"And you didn't think that the General Quarters, whose sole purpose so far has been to be a hub for imperial forces, was a good enough place?"[/i] She sighs. [i]"These poor men are scared out of their lives right now. However noble your intents were, they weren't exactly on solid grounds. The least I can do is escort you to our localized base. If you don't like the GQ, that place is your next best shot."[/i]
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"With all due respect ma'am, our boss here had found a location on his map that would be perfect." [i]Vasquez was informative of the general plans, as there was nothing really to hide. [/i]"Our only problems are being underequipped."
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[i]"Hmph. Seems you already know who I am, avoids me that trouble. I want to make things clear for us, from the start. While I respect the ideal of a Militia, an unsanctioned armed group is dangerous. No matter how trustworthy their leaders are. No offense. I'll have an imperial command group attached to you, so that you become an official organ of the military. With that, I'll be able to officially grant you equipment and vehicles. Understood?"[/i]
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[spoiler]it'll basically just be your liaison to the other Imperial teams. Although I suggest you start reading up on Comissars soon.[/spoiler] [i]"Well I can't grant you Tempestus gear, that's too high for a simple militia. However, you will be given carapace armour, lasguns, heavy weapons, plasma guns, snipers, and the like. Maybe a few pieces of armour as well."[/i]
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"That is also true. Most people wish not to be forgotten as a nameless soldier and preassigned number as well, so that's likely another reason they don't fight. They wish to be remembered by family and friends for ages to come, though without those people standing to fight, there won't be ages. Damn, the Imperium's citizens are depressing."
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[i]"Well, these are depressing times. But somehow, with the latest events that happened, I feel like the silver lining is finally upon us. I'm not asking for a golden age here. All I want is some peace in my time. This old war dog has seen enough for many, many lifetimes..."[/i]
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[i]"good. We could use more people like you."[/i] They soon approached the camp, I'm sure you remember when Bracheous last saw it. Except it had grown much, much larger. Since the room was gigantic, they could afford to expand. It was now from a fortress to a citadel, pure and simple.
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由Shadlezz编辑： 6/30/2016 3:34:17 AM[i]"Not bad, eh? Being here a while'll do that to ya."[/i] She smiles. The Tanks all rolled off into a massive vehicular bay, while the troops headed off into a large barracks area. Two huge Warlord titans patrolled around the base (which is about just bigger than Manhattan island in area) while walls of defenses were set up around it.
