Cant you tell that yourself? Or did your gods not instruct you on Basic logic? Then a voice spoke as before, but not the same as the One who has spoken to ealyer. I heard this Planet Had a Nice Race for me to add to my List of Dead Races. Kinda personal record thing. Others does not see the Glory of my work. Please do Remove your Inferiour Tools for my Gaunlets. The voice didnt come from around him. but inside his Head.(Ossifrage) Mindschakeling dont you think, Mortal?(http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Mindshackle_Scarab#Known_Canoptek_Scarab_Variants) I thank you for Your Contribution, your Data is Nicely perserved. and orderd fine for a Chaos Creature. Ill have all your information. Enjoy your lifespan. as the OverLord Let go of the Creature and then Fell backwards on the Ground and the Lord Jumped past him. And into the bush agian. The act was anything but Gracefull but certainly planned.
*Septimus winced as he rose to his feet. This xeno would require a little more respect than he initially thought. He felt the presence of something inside him, he wasn't sure what but he had a feeling. Usually, his complex immune system and virally enhanced flesh would have broken down and analysed most tech but this seemed to be hindering him severely- no matter, it would just take a little longer. He could wait.* 'W-we will need to be vigilant, this foe is obviously more hazardous than previously estimated.' *He grumbled in a mildly pained manner.*
A little away the Lord Checked for any Followers. Bodywork Status: Carapace Armor: No Damage Servomotors: No Damage Sensors: Functional Data recovered Confirms: Small force. 4 individual persons Warp-infestated. Threat Level: Distraction. Return to Chash site, and investergate Unkown Race.
OOCWe are going to a special place that only can be put in one way: View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=god7hAPv8f0
The mercenary rose from the ground and stretched himself after the Sorcerer had finished the healing incantation. "That Necron.. nearly cost me a lot of money," Zyver said and holstered his revolvers before looking at the Obliterator, "you he cost something else. The question is; what?"
As the Voice inside his head. Now dont worry about what i have done, Now... Dont get started on those Scarabs too good. If just one of them goes down it will Selfdestruct, my Datas Suggest that your Armor will contain the Explotion but any senario that doesnt involve your Brain and several parts that is not identified yet is going to make quite a show. Dont make it be that Just Yet.
*Septimus smirked sarcastically & thought to himself with a tone that felt just as imposing as speaking to him in person* {Well then. It seems I can only slow the inevitable. natural... hah, natual processes are rather difficult to stop. although, you wouldn't really understand that; would you? } *he chuckled to himself* {Don't worry, you won't be left out for long... The funny thing about flesh metal; it tends to stick & make it's place at home on things. It's also a rather hungry substance... Anyway, enjoy the rest of your existence! } *after a while of seeming quite zoned out, Septimus spoke* 'I can hear the Necron's voice... if I begin acting in an unusual manner, you must run. Understood? '
