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Emperor's Will be done? Pt7.5 by ~DustyGrafix:iconDustyGrafix:


©2009 ~DustyGrafix
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BONUS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm doing an extra picture today for the next part. Mostly because the story is getting heavy (thanks to all of you), and there are lots of stuff that needs to happen to get to the choice at the end. So I split it up a bit so there are more pics for lots of words.

Well, I guess this was almost unanimous. I will try harder to make the choices more difficult.

2 voted to convince Xin to get him out
34 voted to stay and learn WTF is going on

Previous: [link]
Next: [link]

Here we go:
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Xin’Vauk never left the area from the other side of the door. I couldn’t see her, but I knew she was there. Even when she asked me if I was OK, I could hear her trying the door handle to see if it could open. Her training in my language was very good, but one thing she might need help on is her inflections. If she was very concerned about me, it never “sounded” that way. She even asked me the same question, but in a different tone.

I assured her I was fine, but the stinging sensation in my chest was probably a bruised or even broken rib. I was in pain, but I didn’t want her to worry, so I hid that fact. She did summon someone because I could hear her speak in her Xeno tongue to another. A few minutes of “what I think” was a debate, they both left.

I’m guessing about 30 minutes had past by when the door unlocked and she stepped in. Her head and arm was treated it looked like. No bandage, but a silky transparent solution was applied to her gashes. She still kept my ripped up sleeve, but was tied around her hair to keep it up……very peculiar. But she was not alone. Xin walked in with another of her kind, almost dressed in the same fashion. These uniforms looked different from the common soldiers I read about. She sat on the floor next to me and carefully took off the bandage on my head and arm. The other one checked my wounds with Xin to see if it was healing well. He must have been a field medic like her. A few exchanged words between them, and they got up and left….well, he got up while Xin hesitated.

" Please, take your time with them. You do not need to listen to all ‘he’ says.” She whispered to me quietly before getting up. Then in a tone that her friend could hear as he waited by the door, “Things will be OK for you now. Don’t worry. Soon, you can live a life as comforting as your younger brother.” She turned and walked out of the room.

Something is wrong. I thought Tau obey all that their commander orders.....and my brother is dead, she knew that.

That is when the others walked in. I now know who ran this little operation, or he carried himself like it. A very decorative garb with little to no function in combat, he strolled in with calming confidence. His retinue followed him in. They wore simple armor with sensory plugs in the chest and head. Those soldiers are probably what was inside those heavy stealth suit power armor units. The leader’s concept of my language was good, even better than Xin’Vauk’s. “My name is Aun’vre Ni’zuul,” he paused to check my wounds, and probably my sanity, “We are a small contingent of elite warriors assigned to find this particular place, for it holds something that could stop something that threatens our entire region of space, and you will be the one to help us accomplish this task.”

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alright, continue to part 8 [link] to get to the choice at the end, thanks for being patient.

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:iconnamelessmanic:
That doesn't sound good? And I agree wtf that was the most one sided pole ever. But I'm not one to talk I'm voted with the majority. Nice one, leaves a lot of questions. Interesting!

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Bring on the Mountain Dew and Corn-Dogs!
:icondustygrafix:
Well, I will do my best to make choices harder. I have done it in the past, I will do it a gain soon.

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WARNING: Humor may be hazardous to your illness.
:iconnamelessmanic:
Cooooooooooooool

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Bring on the Mountain Dew and Corn-Dogs!
:icondeathsblades:
This is awesome keep it up
:icondustygrafix:
Thanks so much for the feedback. I'm glad you approve.

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WARNING: Humor may be hazardous to your illness.
:iconnamelessmanic:
Another thing what is, "Soon, you can live a life as comforting as your younger brother" thing about. That sounds very bad! Not really something one says about a guy who what shot.

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Bring on the Mountain Dew and Corn-Dogs!
:icondustygrafix:
Good eye. She wanted to warn him, but another fellow Tau was with her at the time.

So the best way to tell him how much she doesn't think this is:
Hint to something that means death without others knowing about it. Get it?

Great analysis. I hide easter eggs in the description or pictures every now and then. Like part eight. Look closely at the old man's forehead and see if you notice something.

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WARNING: Humor may be hazardous to your illness.
:iconnamelessmanic:
Very clever. And thats nice of her, cool.

Plus that old guy totally has a marking on his head, not sure what of but it is not a scare.

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Bring on the Mountain Dew and Corn-Dogs!
:icondustygrafix:
If you look up the marks of chaos in the warhammer 40k universe, you will see four different markings. He is bearing one of them.

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