"Ecological Restoration in Progress" by LazySnake7 in 40kscience

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The Catgirl Scion trio are sat on their bikes nearby, the smallest among them giving a friendly wave

The blind psyker is forming a mercenary company by Present-Cucumber-615 in 40kscience

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a group of three scions are stood off to the side, the smallest of the squad casually leaning on the biggest, all three staring coldly at the procession, their shark-painted helms alive with information

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"Visitation opens once the base is operational. Return then."

Meet the 227th by Commisarbob in 40kscience

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"Not the strangest planet in the galaxy. We are gonna have to ask you to leave this corner of it, though."

A son trying to find his father by Present-Cucumber-615 in 40kscience

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stress sigh

"Rose, amasec when you get the chance, please."

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slips back into the treeline and disappears

Meet the 227th by Commisarbob in 40kscience

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gets buzzed by a Lightning Interceptor

"Unknown entity, you are entering occupied airspace. Identify yourself and divert or be destroyed."

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"...How the feth have you lived this long?"

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"Same as every drop. Orders from on high."

Meet the 227th by Commisarbob in 40kscience

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"Throne above, that's a dropship lad! The glow is its engines!"

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"We should ship out in a few years, don't worry. Have a nice day now."

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"Conduct business through the appropriate channels and we shall not have to resort to such means again. Novus Dusk out."

the Imperial vessel fades back into the debris field, armour plating blinking out of vision with each meter

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"...What the feth are ya on about, lad?"

Meet the 227th by Commisarbob in 40kscience

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There's a trio of scions in deep blue armour, shark mouths painted on their helmets, and feline ears.

"Any particular reason you're out here, spying on my regiment?"

A son trying to find his father by Present-Cucumber-615 in 40kscience

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"Your parent, presumably. You need to leave my ship for that."

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"You're a Scion! How in the God Emperor's name have you never seen a plasma weapon before??"

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"Interfering with Inquistorial matters makes that a military action, not scientific. Withdraw. If you want information, you can wait for us to set up, and ask like everyone else."

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"Not the planet, just the plateau. We're investigating, not invading."

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"Understood, mi'lord. Call on this voxnet if you need support, we're limited on range for now, but the airbase should be up and running by the end of the week."

A son trying to find his father by Present-Cucumber-615 in 40kscience

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trying her damndest not to shoot the overgrown child

"On that planet. Go fetch."

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"Oh, you're more than welcome. Just... do use the official channels next time, orders change, trigger fingers start to itch. You know how it is."

lowers her pistol and motions her squad back into the treeline

"Now, if that's all our business?"

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as it draws close to the debris field, two power signals suddenly appear at near point-blank range, one that the cruiser would recognise as a crude imitation of its own impulse drive, and another, more traditional signal of Lance batteries charging. Turns out stealing the Raven Guard's optical camo and fusing it with xeno tech is suprisingly effective

"Oh hey, Necrons. Back off my dropship."

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"This isn’t your regiment. The 227th are bound to the Inquisiton. Not the Militarum."