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	From the [[Warhammer High]] universe. Furia's anger finally catches up to her, and now choices must be made.		From the [[Warhammer High]] universe. Furia's anger finally catches up to her, and now choices must be made.

1d4chan>Ahriman's Aide: Minor terminology changes

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Minor terminology changes

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	“Oh,” Simon’s mother blurted out, suddenly feeling very awkward about bringing the topic up. “I’m sorry.”		“Oh,” Simon’s mother blurted out, suddenly feeling very awkward about bringing the topic up. “I’m sorry.”

	“It's fine. Goodbye Mrs. Henderson.” Without another word, ~~Freya~~ walked to the door and left. The idea of not having a mother rarely affected her, yet every once in awhile it did. Most commonly seeing some of her cousin’s like Venus or Faith with both their parents made her hate them even harder. She wasn’t sure if she disliked their good fortune or her lack of it.		“It's fine. Goodbye Mrs. Henderson.” Without another word, Furia walked to the door and left. The idea of not having a mother rarely affected her, yet every once in awhile it did. Most commonly seeing some of her cousin’s like Venus or Faith with both their parents made her hate them even harder. She wasn’t sure if she disliked their good fortune or her lack of it.

	She was back home soon after leaving the Hendersons. She walked in and initially saw no one, which she was glad for. It was likely that he had some sort of legion work to complete, or was too restless to stay at home. Or maybe he was out brutally destroying some poor scientist's laboratory.		She was back home soon after leaving the Hendersons. She walked in and initially saw no one, which she was glad for. It was likely that he had some sort of legion work to complete, or was too restless to stay at home. Or maybe he was out brutally destroying some poor scientist's laboratory.

1d4chan>Ahriman's Aide: /* Epilogue */ A piece of Darkmage's old work, returned to where it belongs.

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Epilogue: A piece of Darkmage's old work, returned to where it belongs.

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It works

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	“Enjoy the fireworks.”		“Enjoy the fireworks.”

	===It ~~works~~===		===It Works===

	“So I did read the pamphlet you gave me,” commented Simon, holding the piece of paper in question in his hand.		“So I did read the pamphlet you gave me,” commented Simon, holding the piece of paper in question in his hand.

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1d4chan>Ahriman's Aide: /* The Speech */

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The Speech

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	A quick shower was needed as she felt physically better minutes later. She got out her school uniform, hating it immensely every time she put it on. It wasn’t hard for anyone to understand that Furia wasn’t the most delicate girl in school. She hated the neat and tidy female uniform she was forced to wear every day.		A quick shower was needed as she felt physically better minutes later. She got out her school uniform, hating it immensely every time she put it on. It wasn’t hard for anyone to understand that Furia wasn’t the most delicate girl in school. She hated the neat and tidy female uniform she was forced to wear every day.

	Still, this only gave her the passion to itemize it in a way she would enjoy, usually going with spiked arm bands or belts with buckles that didn’t follow school regulations. Today was no different as she slipped on a large leather belt with her father’s legion symbol as the buckle, a ~~single massive jaw slamming down upon~~ a ~~planet~~. Instead of the usual armbands she wore, she slipped on fingerless black gloves. Simple, yet to the point.		Still, this only gave her the passion to itemize it in a way she would enjoy, usually going with spiked arm bands or belts with buckles that didn’t follow school regulations. Today was no different as she slipped on a large leather belt with her father’s legion symbol as the buckle, a great fanged maw poised to crush a life-bearing world. Instead of the usual armbands she wore, she slipped on fingerless black gloves. Simple, yet to the point.

	Kharn was still waiting at the entrance as she made her way down soon after changing. “Have a nice day. Don’t have a rampage,” he told her, and Furia only gave him the finger as she left.		Kharn was still waiting at the entrance as she made her way down soon after changing. “Have a nice day. Don’t have a rampage,” he told her, and Furia only gave him the finger as she left.

1d4chan>Ahriman's Aide: /* The Plan */

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The Plan

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	Furia nodded slowly, wondering if she had slammed Isis in the face too hard. She followed her to a nearby car, still not getting what she was referring to.		Furia nodded slowly, wondering if she had slammed Isis in the face too hard. She followed her to a nearby car, still not getting what she was referring to.

	Unlike her own car, Isis’ vehicle was brand new. Her father probably gave it to her as a gift, as it seemed to be a newer model from that year. A solid ~~pearl white~~ like her Legion’s colors, the black tinted windows were a nice touch, something Furia told herself she should put on her car.		Unlike her own car, Isis’ vehicle was brand new. Her father probably gave it to her as a gift, as it seemed to be a newer model from that year. A solid sea green like her Legion’s colors, the black tinted windows were a nice touch, something Furia told herself she should put on her car.

	Isis walked around to her door and got in, and Furia did likewise. She sat down on the nice leather seats and realized that it was quite real. The car was clearly custom made for her to get real animal hide, imported from elsewhere in the galaxy. The entire vehicle lit up as it detected the two new heat signatures. Isis flicked upon the touch screen on the dashboard, clearly doing something while her guest watched.		Isis walked around to her door and got in, and Furia did likewise. She sat down on the nice leather seats and realized that it was quite real. The car was clearly custom made for her to get real animal hide, imported from elsewhere in the galaxy. The entire vehicle lit up as it detected the two new heat signatures. Isis flicked upon the touch screen on the dashboard, clearly doing something while her guest watched.

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	“What do you know about Nenavist?” Furia asked the pilot.		“What do you know about Nenavist?” Furia asked the pilot.

	He shrugged. “It’s a shit hole really. Colonized just under two decades ago, ~~Mechanicus~~ had scanned a large amount of minerals available for mining. Set up shop soon after to send back a large quantity of materials for the forges in the core.” He tapped the screen. “I don’t know if you can understand any of this, but the planet is riddled with blast craters.”		He shrugged. “It’s a shit hole really. Colonized just under two decades ago, Mechanicum had scanned a large amount of minerals available for mining. Set up shop soon after to send back a large quantity of materials for the forges in the core.” He tapped the screen. “I don’t know if you can understand any of this, but the planet is riddled with blast craters.”

	She looked at him curiously. “Meteors?” she asked.		She looked at him curiously. “Meteors?” she asked.
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	“Get in my way and you’ll be losing that joystick,” she said.		“Get in my way and you’ll be losing that joystick,” she said.

	He laughed at that as he approached the port up ahead. It was a large complex she could only assume to be the central port for the planet. It was a tall building with many landing pads on the side. The very architecture of the structure was a good telling that this was indeed a ~~Mechanicus~~ planet. It had no curves of any sort and		He laughed at that as he approached the port up ahead. It was a large complex she could only assume to be the central port for the planet. It was a tall building with many landing pads on the side. The very architecture of the structure was a good telling that this was indeed a Mechanicum planet. It had no curves of any sort and
	did not seem aesthetically pleasing in any way.		did not seem aesthetically pleasing in any way.

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	She looked around the dusty area as she tried to find her way to the inside of the starport. Servitors walked up to the ship, sporting several tools and tubes for maintenance on the vessel. Making her way past them, she turned her head slightly as the back door of the shuttle opened. Out came several guards, pulling out the “cargo” of the ships. The large prisoners looked at her as she walked past them, growling at displeasure at their new home. She stared back for several seconds before looking away, not wanting to taunt them further. One fight was enough this week.		She looked around the dusty area as she tried to find her way to the inside of the starport. Servitors walked up to the ship, sporting several tools and tubes for maintenance on the vessel. Making her way past them, she turned her head slightly as the back door of the shuttle opened. Out came several guards, pulling out the “cargo” of the ships. The large prisoners looked at her as she walked past them, growling at displeasure at their new home. She stared back for several seconds before looking away, not wanting to taunt them further. One fight was enough this week.

	Up ahead she noted the open hatchway to the inside of the port, which she quickly jumped in to hide from the rays of the sun. The insides of the building were air conditioned, something Furia welcomed greedily as she stood for a moment, having a breather. Looking around her, she found herself in a large open room that clearly told her this was a ~~mechanicus~~ planet.		Up ahead she noted the open hatchway to the inside of the port, which she quickly jumped in to hide from the rays of the sun. The insides of the building were air conditioned, something Furia welcomed greedily as she stood for a moment, having a breather. Looking around her, she found herself in a large open room that clearly told her this was a mechanicum planet.

	The ceiling was a web of tubes and wires, some dropped down to power the equipment in the room itself. The large majority of people in the room had at least one apparent augmentation. No one immediately noticed her entrance as the twenty or so workers of the facility scrambled around to their work. It was a couple minutes of her just standing at the side when eventually one of the augmented workers stopped and stared at her. She stared back, not backing off even with his two infrared eyes.		The ceiling was a web of tubes and wires, some dropped down to power the equipment in the room itself. The large majority of people in the room had at least one apparent augmentation. No one immediately noticed her entrance as the twenty or so workers of the facility scrambled around to their work. It was a couple minutes of her just standing at the side when eventually one of the augmented workers stopped and stared at her. She stared back, not backing off even with his two infrared eyes.
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	“You! Stop harassing the girl!		“You! Stop harassing the girl!

	It was lucky that someone else interrupted him, or Furia was about take his mechanical arm off and use it against him. From the side walked a red robed figure, clearly a techpriest. If it wasn’t for electronic female voice, Furia wouldn’t know that this one was a woman. It was hard to tell, as most of the figure was a collection of tubes and lights and mechanical appendages with instruments she could not recognize. Her head was hidden under the typical red robe that adepts of the ~~Adeptus Mechanicus~~ wore.		It was lucky that someone else interrupted him, or Furia was about take his mechanical arm off and use it against him. From the side walked a red robed figure, clearly a techpriest. If it wasn’t for electronic female voice, Furia wouldn’t know that this one was a woman. It was hard to tell, as most of the figure was a collection of tubes and lights and mechanical appendages with instruments she could not recognize. Her head was hidden under the typical red robe that adepts of the Mechanicum wore.

	“This is no way to treat a guest, no matter if they are blessed to be able to support the gifts of the Omnissiah or not.”		“This is no way to treat a guest, no matter if they are blessed to be able to support the gifts of the Omnissiah or not.”
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	“Is this... a nursery?” Furia asked her.		“Is this... a nursery?” Furia asked her.

	The room was more natural compared to the rest of the complex, which still didn’t mean much for a ~~Mechanicus~~ complex. There was over a hundred ‘cribs’, each a highly complex machine that outputted all the data on the life form inside to a nearby screen. Most of them were full of tiny babies, sleeping or crying as many attendants walked by, nursing to their every need.		The room was more natural compared to the rest of the complex, which still didn’t mean much for a Mechanicum complex. There was over a hundred ‘cribs’, each a highly complex machine that outputted all the data on the life form inside to a nearby screen. Most of them were full of tiny babies, sleeping or crying as many attendants walked by, nursing to their every need.

	“Indeed. This is where we check if a baby is viable to accept augmentations or not.”		“Indeed. This is where we check if a baby is viable to accept augmentations or not.”
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	Two hours Later, Furia had lost the feeling in her arms. However, that did not stop her from slamming the table in frustration, groaning at her failures.		Two hours Later, Furia had lost the feeling in her arms. However, that did not stop her from slamming the table in frustration, groaning at her failures.

	She had gone through dozens of searches of all possible ships that had come and gone from Nenavist. None of them came up with results of Space Marine ships of any sort. No ~~Adeptus~~ Astartes had ever come to Nenavist, let alone for any World Eaters on a recruiting mission. She had hoped she would find her homeworld in recruiting range, but that was not the case. She had to now think of something else. Furia suddenly wished Isis was here to help.		She had gone through dozens of searches of all possible ships that had come and gone from Nenavist. None of them came up with results of Space Marine ships of any sort. No Legiones Astartes had ever come to Nenavist, let alone for any World Eaters on a recruiting mission. She had hoped she would find her homeworld in recruiting range, but that was not the case. She had to now think of something else. Furia suddenly wished Isis was here to help.

	Her thoughts returned to home as she suddenly felt very homesick. She wondered how school was going for her cousins and Simon. How her father was taking her disappearance. How things had changed since she had left. She wondered if she should return home and stop with this search. But her grandfather had sent her here for a reason. He wouldn’t have made her travel halfway across the galaxy for no reason.		Her thoughts returned to home as she suddenly felt very homesick. She wondered how school was going for her cousins and Simon. How her father was taking her disappearance. How things had changed since she had left. She wondered if she should return home and stop with this search. But her grandfather had sent her here for a reason. He wouldn’t have made her travel halfway across the galaxy for no reason.
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	“Dang this room is cold!” a voice said behind her. She spun around, not having heard the room’s door open.		“Dang this room is cold!” a voice said behind her. She spun around, not having heard the room’s door open.

	Somehow, Gradgral’s shuttle pilot had found her, even in the bowels of the ~~Mechanicus~~ complex. She got a better look at the man for the first time. He was a small fellow, barely five foot six inches by her estimations. With short cropped navy brown hair and a trimmed beard, he looked well into his thirties. The man smiled as he shivered, teeth clattering.		Somehow, Gradgral’s shuttle pilot had found her, even in the bowels of the Mechanicum complex. She got a better look at the man for the first time. He was a small fellow, barely five foot six inches by her estimations. With short cropped navy brown hair and a trimmed beard, he looked well into his thirties. The man smiled as he shivered, teeth clattering.

	“How did you find me?” she asked him, not in the mood to talk as she felt like depressed with her current revelations.		“How did you find me?” she asked him, not in the mood to talk as she felt like depressed with her current revelations.
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	She looked at him. “What do you have in mind?”		She looked at him. “What do you have in mind?”

	The man was ecstatic. “There’s a bar most of us norms go to hang out on this planet. Its pretty good for a ~~Mechanicus~~ world. Nice drinks and entertainment.”		The man was ecstatic. “There’s a bar most of us norms go to hang out on this planet. Its pretty good for a Mechanicum world. Nice drinks and entertainment.”

	Furia breathed for a moment, dissipating her anger as she nodded. “Sure, why not.”		Furia breathed for a moment, dissipating her anger as she nodded. “Sure, why not.”
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	“What’s wrong with it?” Furia asked.		“What’s wrong with it?” Furia asked.

	“They tried to make it rain, but instead it got very humid. Funny, something breaks on a ~~Mechanicus~~ planet and nobody can fix it.”		“They tried to make it rain, but instead it got very humid. Funny, something breaks on a Mechanicum planet and nobody can fix it.”

	Furia chuckled at that. She stared at the needle like tower for a bit longer before turning her attention to where they were going.		Furia chuckled at that. She stared at the needle like tower for a bit longer before turning her attention to where they were going.

	It was easy enough to tell which one was the bar from the many small structures that surrounded the port complex. Most ~~mechanicus~~ buildings were very similar, a sea of metal boxes lined up in proper order. All were from a standard template, and none differed from the design.		It was easy enough to tell which one was the bar from the many small structures that surrounded the port complex. Most mechanicum buildings were very similar, a sea of metal boxes lined up in proper order. All were from a standard template, and none differed from the design.

	All except the structure up ahead. It had bright flashing lights and an illuminated sign, “Honor’s End”. It was the only building on the dusty cement road that had a crowd outside. Music poured into the streets as she could feel the bass from the speakers inside.		All except the structure up ahead. It had bright flashing lights and an illuminated sign, “Honor’s End”. It was the only building on the dusty cement road that had a crowd outside. Music poured into the streets as she could feel the bass from the speakers inside.

	As they walked to the entrance, the large bouncer in the front stepped aside and let Furia in, growling at the pilot behind her. The building seemed half full, crowds of people across the many tables having drinks and sharing stories. Most of them wore Imperial uniforms, meaning they were part of the administration of the planet. Even though the ~~Mechanicus~~ were in charge, the Imperial bookkeepers still needed to keep track of what was going on.		As they walked to the entrance, the large bouncer in the front stepped aside and let Furia in, growling at the pilot behind her. The building seemed half full, crowds of people across the many tables having drinks and sharing stories. Most of them wore Imperial uniforms, meaning they were part of the administration of the planet. Even though the Mechanicum were in charge, the Imperial bookkeepers still needed to keep track of what was going on.

	As they both approached the bar, the pilot turned to her. “You are legal, right?” he asked beside her. She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “To drink. And maybe for other things.”		As they both approached the bar, the pilot turned to her. “You are legal, right?” he asked beside her. She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “To drink. And maybe for other things.”
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	=== The Dark Heart of Nenavist ===		=== The Dark Heart of Nenavist ===

	To cut costs and increase productivity, ~~Mechanicus~~ had to come up with a way to make workers sleep as close as possible to their work area without having to travel much. That is when they thought ot the idea of using the space left over from mining to create habitat structures within the ground. This way, all the workers would need to do was descend deeper into the mine every shift to continue work. The idea was applauded by the ruling priesthood and hated by miners around the galaxy.		To cut costs and increase productivity, the Mechanicum had to come up with a way to make workers sleep as close as possible to their work area without having to travel much. That is when they thought ot the idea of using the space left over from mining to create habitat structures within the ground. This way, all the workers would need to do was descend deeper into the mine every shift to continue work. The idea was applauded by the ruling priesthood and hated by miners around the galaxy.

	Living in such a structure was usually dark. They had no windows to speak off and very little sunlight other than ones from artificial sources. It was cramped and poorly ventilated, making tensions rise very easily. It was very much a hellish place to live.		Living in such a structure was usually dark. They had no windows to speak off and very little sunlight other than ones from artificial sources. It was cramped and poorly ventilated, making tensions rise very easily. It was very much a hellish place to live.
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	“Would you believe me that our overlords kept such a drug in their vaults on this very planet?” the man answered.		“Would you believe me that our overlords kept such a drug in their vaults on this very planet?” the man answered.

	“What? The ~~mechanicus~~? I doubt that very much.” She couldn’t foresee any reason the mechanical priesthood would use drugs for anything instead of a circuit board.		“What? The mechanicum? I doubt that very much.” She couldn’t foresee any reason the mechanical priesthood would use drugs for anything instead of a circuit board.

	“No, not those fools. They try to hide what is visually in front of us with lies. But I know the truth. I know the secrets this planet holds.”		“No, not those fools. They try to hide what is visually in front of us with lies. But I know the truth. I know the secrets this planet holds.”