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“ If you took that as me mimicking you instead of me mocking you and your decrepit ilk, well, so be it. ” Her words radiate enjoyment. They prick and prod, just as she intended. If it was another from her Craftsworld, such an interaction would have ceased the moment they —
‘Ooh, you are most certainly Asuryani.’ he’d gleefully step closer before retreating on swift feet. ‘ “Wondrous torture”…do you often mimic others to make them like you? I thought we Drukhari were deceitful… look at you.’
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— laid eyes on the Drukhari. At least she was far more considerate. “ Although, who’s to say it was a lie? You do not know me, nor what I may enjoy. ”
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“ Should I? ” As he steps away, she steps away. Mind the game that the Drukhari play, snakier than the Asuryani and far more diabolical in their machinations. She knew it well. “ Most of my memory is such wondrous torture, you must forgive me not recounting a useless Kabal. ”
— heard of the Kabal of the Reaving Tempests?’ One step, two step. The Dracon began to walk to the edge of her view.
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. . . Do not eat her. [ * But off Púca wanders to him, as if she enjoyed his company. As if. . . damn feline. ]
⠀⠀ / * Slow blink, a hum, and then a wave from his hand as he beckons the Gyrinx back to his work table.
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You and what pull? Maybe they will make a symbol out of you instead. A symphony of intestine.
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“ Have I struck a nerve? ” What a coy question. She knew that she had. In fact, he radiated it from top to bottom. Her face says nothing, but her body holds itself in a condescending fashion. A clear, discreet vernacular for their kind. “ Pity you’ll never experience it. ”
A sudden fire lit behind his wide, wild eyes. ‘Weak? I am a Dracon of the Reaving Tempest, you frail thing. Weakness never survives Commorragh…’ Yet he was in battered, ragged armour. He had no retinue, no force. It was just him. ‘I would have given a lot to be the one —
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Do they view you as weak? [ * Commoragh bares its mark on her skin, deep in the scars on her face and the runes embedded in sockets. The Farseer hums, her amusement striking. ] Pacing yourself… hm. Well, the Beast hunts. I would question how smart that is.
Silence, you blind suffocating fool! You know nothing of—of… ha… ( It was barely a laugh. More like a pained grunt. ) I am a child of the Dark City! You dare pity me?! Ugh. I am merely… pacing myself.
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What a painful affliction. [ Murmurs the blinded, scarred Asuryani as she trails a circle around the Drukhari. ] Are you that desperate?
I will relish it all the same! I will not be spoken down to by you. ( It is clear that this Drukhari is already half way down the maw of Slaanesh. Her tendrils are in his mind, siphoning everything away. ) Simple pain will slake my thirst. For now.
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What about it appeals to you? [ Her palm grazes it, feels the page tenderly. ] The imagery? Or something particular?
[ Mergo side-stepped, holding the book in a manner still private. She guided the Asuryani’s hand to its first page. ] You could say.
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[ * Stares. That is a ricocheting sound, the equivalent of a booming thunderclap. Seems the Asuryani is… amused. ] Seems she surprised you, Astartes. Ha… hm. [ * Slightly does she turn her head, refusing to let him see the small smile threatening to bloom. ] Interesting.
[ The angel would stumble over, collapsing onto his back. A groan would escape him as he attempted to get back onto his feet. ] Your... feline. It is fierce, I will give you that.
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/ its still the way we refer to fist in irish so it’s contemporary Irish as well :3 dornáil is fist-fighting/boxing for example
you have to be shitting me
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also why I laughed my ass off when my bf told me the Primarch for the Imperial Fists was Rogal Dorn i was like ??? his last name means fist?
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a wise girl knows her limits, a smart girl knows she has none.
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To be loved is to be seen, even if you can't. FarseerxAutarch is brainrotting me hard
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Gyrinx are meant to be elegant— [ * Cue her gyrinx bouncing off of 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥’s head. ] … Mine is crazy.
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