"...where do I begin?" You shake your head, claiming a seat nearby and crossing your arms over your chest. "For one, it seems like one of those bastards is either involved in, or behind every single mischief or civil unrest. They're probably the best shock troops this planet has. A more ferocious and savage bunch you cannot find here--"
"They still fight like us!" Murdach cheers.
"But smart too. Clever. They took one look at a Clan Voidmarine they...acquired, and built their own from las-gun parts, fusion generators and bits of scrap metal they had laying around. They took one look at a novelty radio and built one of the best military communication networks this planet probably has now. If I could make the call from here, they would bust down the door for me, so loyal enough I suppose..."
"You're either family to them or a contract-holder."
"I Ascended two of them, if that's of an--"
"My kin?! Ascended?!" The armor suddenly barks as the entire suit turns your way, the sensors on the 'helmet' zooming in on you. "That means we're kin now too, you know. You share our blood. I'm your great, great, great, great granduncle in law or some such nonsense now."
"Your people are still causing trouble...but Pheobe...who had Antimatter on this planet? Know any groups that could produce massive explosions?" Cephie questions, innocently. The way she holds herself, the slight, puzzled frown and the dark glee dancing in her eyes as they make contact with you -- all tells. Purposeful ones. Had you not known her, you would never notice the hint of a secret barely kept,