He will die as he lived.
A coward, unable and unwilling to even fight someone his own size.
She will die as she lived.
Tired of bullshit from cowards pretending to be worth her time.
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The cigarrette trailed a lazy line of smoke, as it was plucked from her lips. Held between the same fingers that grasped her mug, her other hand held her weight as she leaned against the table.
๐๐ฆ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐น , ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ
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( He'll lift up his visor, revealing his rarely seen dark brown eyes to show an unimpressed look. )
Oh. Come on. You know what I meant... don't be like that.
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๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด . ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง
๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ต .
Her flat stare back at him wasn't even a hateful one. Just a tired look given to those who either didn't get it, or had never really been in the
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Hands grabbed the armoured gauntlet, as the air from her body was stolen. The coffee mug had been dropped, forgotten like the prop it truly was. She tried to breathe, and a gasp found little air.
She didn't bother kicking, it would only hurt her legs.
The brunette had
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Replying to @DARKESTBEF0RE
"๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐บ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ." He seemed to sneer. "๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ."
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Lighting up a Marlboro, before filling up a mug full of coffee. After tugging at her belt, and fixing her carry belt, she'd rub her eyes.
๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฉ , ๐ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต .
Some little girl in the lower hive levels gave her a pair of heart shaped glasses.
She's thinkin' bout puttin' em on in front of that Nightlord, just to be Shitlord to him.
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Chewing on a pen, and staring at an old-fashioned pin board. Hololiths work great, but to understand how things really work you need string and a map.
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As soon as the main fleet translated into real space, a prioris long-range vox communicae was cast over the local systems. The Astartes, the ship crews, and even Dorn himself was greeted by the brunette. Her voice held no mirth, and no urgency, it instead flatly
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stated what they were all expecting.
--โ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐--โ๐๐ค๐ค--๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ , ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ . ๐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต , ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด--โ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐--๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ง๐ต๐บ-๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฉ ๐๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐๐ณ๐ฎ๐บ .
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Hawks a loogie, wipes her nose, and pulls the gloves from her back pocket.
Coffee sip.
Morning perimeter walks.
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๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฑ ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ is just Tech Priests chanting hymns to the Omnissiah.
The Imperium is Orthodox, and Mars is the party Mega-Church.
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When did all of these 40K accounts follow me, and why am I not getting notifications for them.
This must truly be a cursed account.
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๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ' ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ด , ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ .
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I almost forgot that the Med station in Darktide has one of the scariest lines in the game
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