The Life of a rogue trader
![N Princeps. Your titan is in v position. Knock on the door v please, would you?
STEP 4: Infiltration
Acknowledged.
[Hear that, Machine spirit? I’m going to make you fire now, like the little collared-dog you are]
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mm mm oh Omnissiah Yes, Omnissiah.... Fuck yes. Yes. Harder. Harder! Fuck me like I’m your port-whore on shore leave! Fuck... Throne. I never... mmmm throne, I never expected trade negotations to be..oh fuck...so enjoyable... Ah captain, I see you're back from your little reconnoitre of the Sens System. I take it everything’s in order for our arrival? All set, First Mate. We won’t be getting any trouble from the local Mechanicus, Governess or the Navy for this job.
Completing real-space translation to the Sens System. Captain, we’re getting a challenge from the outer system pickets Put it through. I’ve got someone down here with me who’ll want to speak to them. ++Vessel identifited as Mentulus Astra. In the name of His Holy Imperial Navy, stand down and submit to boarding party for inspection!++ ++ApoIogies Commodore. We hadn’t received intel that you were on-board. Granting system travel permit for Mentulus Astra.++ Should hang you for talk like that Mmghh Oh I’m sorry, were you looking to cum in my mouth? Pity. It seems I've got Gunboats to save. Mmph..good, and mmm, nex..mpt.. next time don’t mmmmm-make the same mphff, mistake.... You disrupted my sluppp-work. This is Commodore Lanya of the Inter-System Naval Guard. Stand down. The Mentulus Astra is cleared for travel You want to get that? 1 don’t want to have to blow up your system gunboats just because you’ve got your mouth full... ♦♦Acknowledged Commodore. Once again, my sincerest apologies. The Emperor Protects.++ Obtaining Imperial Clearance codes
Oh, for Thrones sake Captain, we’re completing final orbital maneuveres. We are within our window for drop. ETA 10 mins. Excellent work, First Mate. Where’s Arms-Mistress Mirata? She’s supposed to be joining me. I believe I saw her around the navigator’s quarters. WHATTHEFUCK IS THIS?!! 1 think it’s called fucking the navigator in the ass with a Mechanicus-approved strap on, Cap’n. wmmmm We’re making pianetfall in 10 MINUTES MIRATA! Get your ass out of my navigator, get it dressed and get it the main hangar. In Orbit around Sens Prime All right, all right. I’m just finishing up here. You know how horny Julia gets when we slip back out of the warp... Mmmmm. fuuuck yeeess....Fucking i realspace feels soo fucking goood. m
Acknowledged Cap’n. I’ll keep myself busy back here until then. ETA’s two hours to our landing zone Mirata, so get comfortable. Good thing I smuggled aboard a pleasure servitor for the in-flight entertainment Hope those Martian freaks repaired you better than the last time 1 was through with you... Ung. Uh. Uh. UH Oh fuck. Yes. YES. Harder. Maximus setting. Throne the... Fuck, the tech-priests have done their job... mnmnn well... Mirata, for Throne’s sake, turn the intercom off next time you pull somthing like this. Mmmmgh, Oooh, don’t pretend like you aren’t, ngh, uh. Uh. juh- jerking your...self off listening to mu., mueeee right now!
So, this is the place? The Forge-Foundary of Magos Mysteron. I’ve had dealing with him in the past. He does good work! ■ // So what are we here for? Sc Crew, Arms-Mistress, we re here for crew. Ever since that geliar field accident, we’ve been running on a skeleton staff. The ship’s barely space-worthy. And this Magos?... Recruits people? Technically he... builds people. Some of the most elegant and sublime ship-servitors you’ve ever laid eyes on! A Welcome party Your new acquisitions stand ready to serve. I've doubt you’re as anxious to put your new crew to service as they are to begin. The holy machine S] of this batch are particularly eager. Greetings Captain Hastus! It has been too long. I was surprised to receive your request. Such numbers! And such demanding specifications! However, the Omnissiah has blessed your products with the blessed status of Completion.
And how many of these gorgeous little things will be joining us on the Mcntulus Astra? To replace recent crew losses? I put in an order with the Magos months ago for 3 thousand units They are exquisite, your work does you credit Mysteron, the machine spirits of these units are hungry indeed. I figured you’d approve, Captain. Crude, bulk augmentation was unacceptable. Despite their appearence, their frame chassis are robust enough to endure extremely strenuous activities. They serve the will of the Oninissiah... and whomever holds their Thrice-Blessed Deed of Activation of course... I’m going to enjoy thoroughly breaking them in... Testing the product Their neural nets are wired to respond to the simplest task with the controlled release of pleasure-spirits. They take pleasure from literally anything you ask of them leading to a 89.02% efficiency Though I can’t take all the credit. The bulk of the work actually goes to a long forgotten Biologis named Faben, or Fabios.... The records are confused going back that far.
I can use my shuttlecraft fleet to begin transporting the units up to my ship. Shouldn’t take more than a day or so. You have a very impressive operation! You do the work of the Mechanicus proud Mysteron, you done very well for yourself here. Hmm. My bullshit-scrubber processors are pinging me that there’s a 61.8% percent chance that you’re here for something else. .... Guilty as charged. Got a job lined up on this world. Covert infiltration and extraction for a certain.... item of interest. The question is though: Do you want in? [Prolonged Binariccant of impending regret] Firstly; I'm not agreeing, but for sake of curiosity, what’s it going to cost me? I’d need to your borrow your Warhound Titan By the fucking Throne.... I am so putting in my own order for a few of these things... Ulterior business mmnnFuuck their fingers fucking vibrate, Cap’n.... Try to ignore my Arms-Mistress. She gets herself.... involved very easily.
Affirmative, it could. Followed by the Governess coming down on my metallic ass like an Omnissiah-damned, Grox bulk-carrer for unleashing a fucking GOD MACHINE on her world This is insane. Borderline Heretical No it isn’t. Look at the thing! With this, the plan will work. Don’t worry about the Governess. I’ve already got some limited discretion from her for the time being. Besides, she wouldn’t dare start a turf war with a Mechanicus Magos. Your plan is still insane. Besides, it’s not me you have to convince. It may belong to me, but Princeps Artellya is the one you have to convince. She’s inseparable from it Be warned. She has a... special attachment to it, What’s this I hear about someone saying they want to take my man without me knowing?
Yea. I overheard. You’re planning something? You need my man for it do you? Why should we walk for you? Look, you’re a titan Princeps, but vassalated to Magos Mysteron. How often do you ACTUALLY get to walk in true combat? I’m offering you a chance at combat. Let your titan’s reactor run red-hot. Who knows how many decades before you get another? Convincing the Princeps Yes. Omnissiah, yes. Harder. I can’t think without getting fucked like this. It feels so much like being plugged into the titan manifold. Omnissiah, what I wouldn’t give to have his machine spirits all around me.... Fuck it. Yes, I’ll walk. If nothing else than to get to ride my man into battle again. Knew you’d come round. Now get cleaned up and up to Mysteron’s command deck so I explain the plan.
What we’re after is buried in Eastern Hills, outside of Hestum’s slums. But not... from a ground attack. So I’ve devised a cunning, multi-stage plan to get us in: Heavily fortified and buried deep in the side of a mountain. Protected by extensive House Anti-Air and a void shield umbrella, it’s impregnable to an aerial strike. STEP i: Distract the local PDF Commander: Oh. Um. Uhhh. Can 1 help y< ladies? Also, how’d the warp did you get in here? Sir, you look so overworked. Please, let us relieve some of your burdens... starting with that heavy, restrictive uniform... We are at your every disposal, sir. Give us orders, sir, please. would feel so doing anything us, sir.... We’re your new staff-aides, general. Don’t you remember recquisitioning us? Oh Sir! You dropped your recaf! Let me just bend over and get that for you...
STEP 2: Ensure House Vosblyat Security company officers receive proper compensation for their inaction House Vosblyat security is barely one step above mercenaries, I’ve contracted several large work orders with the Adeptus Prostitutus to help ease things along Everywhere I go, I’m always surprisd at how throne-damned efficiently this particular institution is run... We’II still have to deal with those forces inside the facility, but these ‘donations’should keep any unwanted reinforcements from showing up.
STEP 3: Move the warhound whi no-one's paying attention The Cams Belli machine spirits are restless after such a long time in slumber This is natural. I am in control but will need time to properly placate them. I will tame them and they will be obidient by the time we reach our destination, I assure you. Princeps. Is something wrong? The Titan gait is haphazard and irregular. le {++INSIDE THE TITAN MANIFOLD CIRCUITS++J Taming the Titan ++Fucking arrogant. Like always. We’re moving. I command here. I always have. You think you have any say in the matter? Hah. You’re a mount. No better than a beast. Just a mount for me to ride.++ ++A11 of us. ALL the systems on board want a piece of you. We’re not listening to a word until we’ve got our fill.++ ^ ++And I don’t think we’ll . stop until your mind is v broken and your will turned to mush.++ ++You fucking ghosts. You fucking think you have the strength? I’ll break you in. Just like I do EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.++ ++We’ve missed you, Artellya.++. ++Omnissiah, I’ve missed all of you you too...++ ++Tame us? You bitch. After leaving us for so long? Yeah. Good luck.++
N Princeps. Your titan is in v position. Knock on the door v please, would you? STEP 4: Infiltration Acknowledged. [Hear that, Machine spirit? I’m going to make you fire now, like the little collared-dog you are] can’t make [Yea? Yea, you bitch? Can’t keep it in? Come on. Your mistress commands it. You can’t help it, you have NO say. I own you. Your mistress dominates you, and she says... FIRE.] OMNISSIAH! Yes, Omnissiah firing, fuck yes, Rogue trader, we’re firing!... Your enthusiasm is encouraging Artellya You’ve blown the front door wide open. Commencing insertion now aking an Entrance
We’ll go in. Eliminate any local resistance. Retrieve the target, and get out. ployment These troops are the best. Arms-mistress Mirata herself was enthusiastically vigorous in their training. For months you could hear them straining under her regime from as far away as the bridge. I’ve... acquired the internal layout of the facility. The compact, tight conditions means we’ll have to leave our heavier equipment behind. My own bonded-armswomen will then infíltrate and secure the interior of the complex. STEP 5: Extraction
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