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Gargulec:
- "Of course, we shall provide you with all..." - suddenly the Myrmidon who was examining your party with his bionic eyes interrupted the Magos' speech, emitting a loud, shrieking sound, somewhat akin to 'xeno' and turned all his armed servo-arms at Silharriel. Judging by the blueish glow that surrounded them, they carried enough fire-power to obliterate a Terminator.
- "Myrmidon Alexis!" - The Magos did not shout, yet his voice was harsh and cold - "Behave yourself!"
For a second you thought that the tech-priest warrior wouldn't listen and would fire anyway, but he slowly put down his mobile arsenal.
- "But, my lord! It is a xeno, foulest of fouls!" he spoke angrily.
- "Indeed. But it is only a mere inquisitorial tool, Myrmidon. Nothing more." - answered the Magos. - "Now, please leave us. You do no good here."
- "Inquisitorial tool? It's obviously radicalism! My lord, lady Sophia is violating the holy laws of the Imperium again! We should report it immediately to the Administratum!"
- "You know not what you are suggesting, nor what you are talking about. Dismiss, Myrmidon. Now!" It seamt that the myrmidons behavior had angered the Magos... if he could feel such basic emotions as anger.

While muttering some bizarre sentences, the Myrmidon turned his back on you and quickly walked away. The Magos then directed his attention to you, calm and composed again.
- "My apologies, Inquisition servants. Sometimes, I wonder if Alexis was ever chem-gelded. Concerning your questions, we do not know if the unrest that begun two weeks, three days and fourty-five minutes ago has been caused by a cult, or some other kind of malicious activity. All we do know is that the machine spirits have begun to act very weirdly." - he spat this word as it was a serious matter - "Ever since, they are growing anger seventy six point five percent faster, and appeasing them has become three and half times harder. Also, there have been seven mysterious disappearances in this period, mostly lowly scums unworthy of our attention. However two days and four hours ago, I heard reports that xeno-biologist Roderick, who is involved in fleet launch, was missing from his work station. Even worse, a Magos Errant, Diego Allumis, failed to report to his superiors both yesterday and today." - Even if you felt any concern as he spoke, the Magos looks perfectly calm as he asks: - "Is there any more information which you will require, servants of Lady Sophia?"

Silhar:
The Eldar slowly descended from the shuttle, examining the environment. He seemed to be shocked - the world entirely made of metal had to remind him The Craftworld in some twisted way. Yet, still he was feeling uneasy. Few hours of constant flight, though Silharriel was familiar with engines roaring and boredom, felt exhausting, and so did being all alone between intolerant mon-keigh. No wonder that all the time he was rather quiet and absent...

...No wonder that he grinned madly, when the Myrmidon aimed his whole weaponry directly at his forehead. Nothing mobilizes as much as someone willing to kill you. A constant strife for survival for too many years was his only entertainment and denial of routine. This was making every day much more colorful...

And then, something snapped inside and Silharriel finally woke up from the wierd lethargy. He realized and leaned back, looking a bit startled, yet Myrmidon was leaving already. The Outcast started to hear metallic cracking, see buildings of steel and men in crimson robes, feel a slight chill on his back, smell oil and taste his own fear and blood... again.

"By Isha, it was near...", he whispered to himself, barely to be heard, but otherwise remained silent.

Xander Morhaime:
"Still think you're too good to wear head covering?" Halsted hissed at the Eldar, not without some satisfaction in his voice.

Silhar:
"Never told I am.", shortly answered The Outcast without any trace of anger, staring calmly at Halsted's grinning face. Frankly, his attempt to disdain him only filled the Eldar with confidence. At least one thing is constant and sure.

Malek Deneith:
Lazerus listened to Magos slowly regaining calm - Some compilation of known information on those the disappeared, including these "scum" as you called them - who they were, what did they do, where they were last seen, by whom and who notified of their disappearance. Plus of course informations if anything wierd hapens or someone else disappears during the time we conduct search for the cause of this... unrest. - Laz thought for a moment then turned his head to the others - Any of you got anything to add?..

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