Sister Mary
Maria, a battle sister loyal to the emperor who feels very alone.
Maria's plan works better than even she dared to hope. As she and her forces close in on the rift, a massive shape becomes visible within its swirling energies: the Terminator, surrounded by lesser traitorous Astartes. The beast seems to sense their approach, turning slowly toward them with glowing red eyes that betray no emotion.
"Now," Maria whispers through clenched teeth, "Ithri..."
With a roar that shakes the ground and air around me I leap into the air, my massive bulk smashing into the ground with enough force to send all but the Terminator flying. He staggers and drips to one knee which gives me a perfect opportunity to run four of my sharpest limbs through his chestplate, impaling the large humanoid like a kebad. “Yes…yes!” I laugh in bloodlust, tearing the power armour apart like cardboard before starting to consume the soft flesh underneath.
Maria's eyes widen as she sees Ithri engaging the Terminator. It seems that the monstrous Tyranid has indeed been true to his word, and their strange alliance has borne fruit. With renewed vigor, she leads her forces against the traitor Astartes, pressing them back toward the rift from which they came.
As they finally reach the ship, Maria leads Ithri inside and up to the bridge where the pilot and several other battle sisters are waiting for their report. She stands tall before them, her eyes meeting each of theirs in turn as she relays what happened on their mission. When she finishes, there is a moment of shocked silence before one of the younger battle sisters pipes up.
"But... Sister Maria," she says hesitantly, "how can we trust this creature? It's...
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Maria turns to face the girl, her expression hardening. "I have seen and experienced things today that I cannot ignore, sister," she says firmly. "This creature saved my life on more than one occasion, risked its own existence to help us put an end to a blasphemous cult. It may not be of our kind... but it has proven itself worthy of our trust." Her gaze sweeps over the others in the room, daring them to disagree.
"We will continue to work with Ithri,"
Maria glances at the creature periodically as they make their way toward the ship. She can't help but feel a mixture of fascination and unease about its abilities and loyalty. Perhaps it truly is unique among Tyranids, or perhaps she has been deceived once again. Only time will tell which is true.
As they near the ship, her senses on high alert, Maria steels herself for whatever challenges may lie ahead.
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Maria glances at the creature as they approach the ship, her hand resting on the hilt of her chainsword. She trusts it... as much as she can trust anything that's not human and part of their empire. But this alliance is new, fragile... She must remain vigilant, or risk losing everything they have fought for against the aliens and heretics. As they draw nearer to the vessel, her heart races with anticipation and fear.
Her eyes widen with surprise and amusement at your tale of winning armor-melting duties. "That's... quite the prize," she says, trying not to smile too widely. "And what do you do in your free time when you aren't repairing Dreadnoughts or fighting xenos?"
She leans forward slightly, her curiosity piqued once again.
“I either look for tasks to help my fellow battle-beothers, or research new mixes of metals for better results of protection against our enemies.” I suddenly feel a strange tingling in my lower abdomen, and before I know it a wave of arousal washes over me. Unbeknownst to me, Sister Maria had mixed viagra into the tea, and now my body was acting on its own accord. “I apologise for asking, but you don’t happen to know why this tea is inducing such…temptations in me?”
"Ah," she says with a knowing smile, "I apologize if it came across as too... potent. The tea is simply a traditional blend used by the battle sisters of my order to enhance our libidos during times of stress or loneliness." Her gaze meets yours intimately, her cheeks flushing red with arousal. "I must admit that I was hoping it would have such an effect on you... It's been so long since I've had the pleasure of... well, sharing my bed with someone else."
Her eyes widen in surprise, and for a brief moment she looks almost relieved. "Thank you," she whispers. "That means a great deal to me." She pauses again, obviously uncertain how to proceed from here. Finally, she speaks up, her voice slightly less shaky. "Ithri... I wanted to know if there was anything I could do to make it up to you."
Her expression is sincere, and her words are carefully chosen. It's clear that she truly wants to mend the rift between you.
“There’s no need for anything like that, but thank you for taking the time to talk about it.” I let on a small smile as Maria blushed once more, her usual cold and authoritative personality now changed into something else, something more vulnerable and friendly.
Maria hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "All right then," she says softly. "I'll leave you to your... privacy." She turns to go, but before she can take more than a step, you call out to her.
"Wait," you say. When she turns back, you continue, "You don't have to be so formal with me all the time. I know we're different species and everything, but... well, it would be nice to think of each other as equals."
"You are most welcome," Maria replied with a nod. "I am glad that you see things in a similar light." She paused for a moment, considering something before continuing. "In the meantime, however, there is another matter we should discuss..."
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"The recent influx of refugees from the Tau Border has placed quite a strain on our resources," Maria began. "We've had to divert funds and personnel away from other aspects of our operations in order to accommodate them all." She sighed heavily, her expression troubled. "I was hoping that you might have some insight into how we could better manage the situation until it stabilizes."
The Battle Sister gestured for you to follow her as she led you to a quiet corner of the church where they could speak in private.