The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen(And others)

[Currently, plant life is possible, it simply does not exist due to there having been no atmosphere before our arrival]

Amo: ...light levels, toxins, radiation type, temperature, speak science, man

*not sure what they actually are, so insert those here*

Amo: ....right... standard stuff.... Fertilizer stones in the warehouse, *insert location here*, take a buch. you cut them in half and they eventually regrow to original size. Also releases fertilizer... cool stuff...

[...I see]

Amo: Made them ages ago... dont even know why... Now if there is nothing else, i have the black library to raid...

Fiend:...um...

Amo: .......what?

Fiend:...prepare for failure

Amo: .......you underestimate me...

Fiend: better men than you have tried and failed....until he used a psychic projection...something I'm fairly certain you can't do

Amo: .....i can, actually... then again, there is no need.... I can pretty much just waltz in...

Fiend: I rather doubt such.

Amo: .......not exactly the most faithful minion, are you?

Fiend: when did you notice?

Amo: ............unsure...

Fiend: exactly

Amo: well, off with you lot if theres nothing else...

Fiend looks at reikno

Reikno: I thank you for your assistance...
Amo: right. Have fun terraforming...
/ she turns, and heads for the gateway/

the other two follow

/gatewayed to wardhouse!/

Amo/after theyre gone/ ....strange.... Dont remember adding so much manners...

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Adriel: We never will, I'll not have you kill my brothers

Lir: well no one said i intend to.... But fighting should be fine, no? Thats what they do for a living...

Ooc. Im still gonna be off for bathing purposes, but does priesty have no questions at all? Like.... DAFUQ?!

Adriel: "We're too powerful to spar with mortals."

Lir: ....so one moment they are too powerful to fight, and the next they are too eak to spar with?

Tyren: "En mass they could kill you. One on one, you'd wipe them away with a single swing."

Lir: ......soooo... how about we...spread rumors about a demon emerging from the warp on some backwater place, they send a team and we meet them? That would be more evenly matched, no?

Adriel: "How about we keep the chances of having to kill my brothers to a zero, eh?"

Lir: .......killjoy...
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*meanwhile, our inquisitorettes have taken a trip to a nearby world on board their exclusive mechanicum cruiser because Elise has close ties with them... So anyway, they just landed incognito to investigate rumors of a heretical cult...*

*They land at a merchant dock halfway up the spire. It seems popular, trade is good. goods of all kinds being loaded and unloaded*

Adriel: "And you're a kill-er."

*they disembark and..... instant shopping spree! Silvine got the most posh perfume she could find...*
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Lir: So are you... and all of them, i would assume...

*they have two options for shopping, up to the noble levels, or down, to the lower hive.*

Adriel: "True, but... well, you."

*noble levels, obviously.... they have to find out how high up this cult goes after all...*
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Lir: ....thats discrimination...

Adriel: "You're a daemon."

*To the noble levels, they come out of the elevator to a cobbled street, well lit, and with filtered air. A manufactured gentle breeze flows down the streets.*

Lir: ...and?
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Elise: ....right..... You go shopping, i go and check the nobles. I fully expect you to buy stuff for me too....
Silvine: ...right...
*and so they have split up...*

Adriel: "You were created by khorne, from himself, who is the angriest, murderiest creature in existence."

*She comes to the checkpoint into the closest noble houses residence. There are four armed guards, and a huge wrought iron, gilded gate.*


*Shopping... woo?*

Lir: .............Okay, I see why you would praise khorne, but what is your point?

*She marches up to the guards with confidence*
Elise: You. here is the governors residence?

*shopping woo. lucky +5 roll to see if she encounters something plot related!*

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'd20' : 18

*Silvine enters a perfume shop that is quite significantly related to ze plot....*

Adriel: "I... Oh you're good. Sure you don't want to be the goddess of arguments?"

Guard: "Yes Ma'am. You need an invitation, or a house Ophilei seal to gain entrance."

*as she browses perfume, she looks over out of the display windows, and sees sees someone go into a shop across the street, speak to the owner, and then said owner walks over to the door, and changes the sign to closed. The shops sign says "High quality watch repairs" *

Lir: ......too much trouble.... how did I win that one again?
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Elise: *flashing her insignia* ....I only have this one, but I hope it will do...
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*after pocketing the perfume, she heads outside on instinct, jumps on top of the building(modified grav chute in case you wonder), and starts lookjing for an opening to enter the repair shop through... +5*

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'd20' : 16

Adriel: "Derailing the argument entirely to imply a compliment towards yourself."

*She finds a skylight, propped open to the breeze, and can hear voices inside.*

Guard: "I beg pardon inquisitor, is there any other way i can assist you?"

Lir: .........exactly! You have uncovered my devious plan that I intentionally rubbed in just now!
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Elise: many, but for now, just lead me to the governor
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*she crouches over it, listening in*

Adriel: "Throne on terra what are you."

Guard: "Of course Ma'am." *walks towards a guilded private elevator.*



*She hears voices, discussing something broken*
???: "Can you fix it?"

???: "I don't know, its pretty beaten up."

Lir: .......the goddess of victory of course... also, your mate, apparently... r are you mine?
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*follows*
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*she leans over the opening to peek inside*

Adriel: "My mate? Dear lord that is not the right word."

*She sees a scrubbed clean white tiled interior, and a pair of people looking at something on a workbench. A mess of wires and circuits in a metal casket, clustered around something nested in its centre*

*He opens the elevator, with the twist of a key, and the swipe of a card* "I can't follow you up."

Lir: .......what do you mean?
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Right... *detect trap roll!*
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*she tries quietly shuffling around to get a better look at whats in it...*

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'd20' : 5