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‘And next time you choose to confront an Imperial inquisitor,’ I added, ‘you may want to be more respectful. I’m excusing a lot because I recognise the trauma and loss you have suffered. But my patience isn’t limitless… unlike my authority.’
Rekt
Our blades clashed. He was good, trained to his skill by a life of slaughter in the underhive. But I… I had me on my side.
Kek
My lord, what foetid corner of the Imperium breeds these fawning idiots? Now you really owe me. G. E. [message ends]
Kek
We went into one of the vacated cabins. I opened the hinged wooden cover of the suite’s little cogitator, switched it to hololithic mode and pressed my signet ring against the data-reader. The little desk projected a hologram of the Inquisitorial seal, overlaid by credential details, followed by a slowly turning three dimensional scan of my head. ‘I am Inquisitor Gregor Eisenhorn of the Ordos Helican.’ Suko and his guards were speechless. ‘Do you accept that, or would you like me to rotate slowly in front of you until you’re convinced?’
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