Still working on this fic. What am I even doing? First attempt at spicy fic, first fic in this fandom. First fic at all in many years. And I have to jump in at the deep end? These two I swear. This Azkaellon/Sanguinius ship is causing me major brain rot so I will keep going but they both take themselves too seriously. If I ever finish this the next one will be over the top absurd. Probably involving Abaddon being placed in some silly situation. OK I'm already planning that one.
Anyway, here's a SFW excerpt of my WIP, enjoy?
Azkaellon was late making his report to the Primarch.
Every security check, every investigation of unusual activity that could signal a potential Warp incursion, every attempt to traverse from one end of the damaged Red Tear to the other, took longer than it ought to. The Blood Angels and what remained of the human crew had worked tirelessly to repair the ship’s essential functions and return as much of the ship’s armament to operational status as possible. And, thank the stars, the Geller field had held until they were able to exit the warp into the safe haven of Guilliman’s realm. They were very nearly in orbit around Macragge.
But attending to business as usual was nearly impossible when it took eight tries, a repair team, and finally, Azkaellon’s frustrated punch of gold ceramite to the bloody console, just to open a recalcitrant door from one sector to another.
And so Azkaellon was late. The other Sanguinary Guard redirected him from the primary war room, where the Primarch had been for most of the day, to his training room. “Training room” was something of an absurd understatement to describe the great hall with its impossibly high vaulted ceilings. Yet it had to be so spacious in order to accommodate the Angel, who fought in all directions including up.
Azkaellon entered the room, and turned his gaze upward, and further upward still. The Angel’s pale, winged form was a blur in midair as he shattered a flying drone with a downward thrust of his training spear, pausing a fraction of a second before zooming toward the next. In that pause, Azkaellon glimpsed his lord, and his breath caught. Throne, he is perfect. Not in an abstract sense, or with any poetic license, but literally and truly perfect. Unarmored, wearing only a red loincloth, the Angel’s muscles were taut, his wings outstretched, as he prepared to spring toward his next target.
Azkaellon was thrilled to see his lord in fighting form again. The physical wounds Ka’Bandha had inflicted on the Angel were fully healed, but now his soul was beginning to recover as well. Shrouded in the darkness of the warp storms, Sanguinius had privately wondered to Azkaellon if all his brothers had turned against the Emperor, and if he and his Blood Angels would be entirely alone against the beasts Horus had unleashed. Now that he knew both Guilliman and the Lion remained loyal, it was as if a small part of the massive weight of Horus’s betrayal had been lifted from the Angel’s shoulders. And so, watching his lord soar overhead, Azkaellon’s spirits soared as well.
A drone had managed to sneak in close behind the Angel, extending its energy blade toward his back. Without even looking, Sanguinius flicked his wing behind him, hitting the drone with such force he smashed the machine into the slope of the ceiling and dislodged several of his feathers. One floated down toward Azkaellon. He caught it in one armored hand as it fell past him, examining it for any drop of blood that might signify an injury from the impact. He saw none, and now he heard the smash of two more drones hitting the walls. Almost absently, Azkaellon brushed the finger of his gauntlet along the feather’s edge, imagining its texture.
End program Epsilon,” Sanguinius called out. Azkaellon hastily dropped the feather as the remaining drones powered down and the Primarch swooped down toward the floor.
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Echoes Of Eternity
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
The Emperor, Master of Mankind, Last and First Lord of the Imperium
Horus, Warmaster of the Imperium, Vessel of the Pantheon
The Primarchs
Angron, Lord of the Red Sands, Exalted Daemon Prince of Khorne, Primarch of the XII Legion
Magnus The Red, The Crimson King, Exalted Daemon Prince of Tzeentch, Primarch of the XV Legion
Rogal Dorn, Praetorian of Terra, Primarch of the VII Legion
Sanguinius, Archangel of Baal, Primarch of the IX Legion
Vulkan, The Last Guardian, Primarch of the XVIII Legion
The Legio Custodes, ‘Last of the Ten Thousand’
Diocletian Coros, Tribune
Hanumarasi, Warrior of the Hykanatoi
The I Legion ‘Dark Angels’
Corswain, Regent-Commander of the Hollow Mountain
The III Legion ‘Emperor’s Children’
Deiphobus, Warrior of the 32nd Company
The V Legion ‘White Scars’
Shibhan Khan, ‘Tachseer’, Regent-Commander of the Lion’s Gate space port
The VI Legion ‘Space Wolves’
Rykath, ‘No-Foes-Remain’, warrior of the Cry of the Grieving Dragon warband, Tra Company
The VII Legion ‘Imperial Fists’
Archamus, Master of the Huscarls
Fafnir Rann, Subcommander of Bhab Bastion
The IX Legion ‘Blood Angels’
Zephon, ‘The Bringer of Sorrow’, former Exarch of the High Host
Nassir Amit, ‘The Flesh Tearer’, Dominion of the Fifth Shock Assault Company, ‘the Secutors’
Anzarael, ‘The Bringer of Wrath’, Exarch of the High Host
Ghallen Ul’zaen, Master of Signals, Fifth Shock Assault Company
Orion, Contemptor-pattern Dreadnought
Eristes, Legion Thrall, Assessor
Shafia, Legion Thrall, Weaponbearer
Shenkai, Legion Thrall, Weaponbearer
The XII Legion ‘World Eaters’
Kargos, ‘Bloodspitter’, Apothecary of the Eighth Assault Company
Khârn, Centurion of the Eighth Assault Company
Lotara Sarrin, Captain of the warship Conqueror
The XVI Legion ‘Sons of Horus’
Kenor Argonis, Equerry to the Warmaster
The XVI Legion ‘Luna Wolves’
Ezekyle Abaddon, First Captain, Warchief of the Justaerin
Tarik Torgaddon, Second Captain
The XVII Legion ‘Word Bearers’
Inzar Taerus, Chaplain of the Osseous Throne Chapter
Imperial Army
Dawynne Coto, Corporal Primus-grade
Ja-Hen Uquar, Conscript, Neshamere Eighth Mechanised Infantry
Lorelei Kelvyr, Conscript
Marlus Zeneer, Corporal
Sylas Envaric, Sergeant of the 12th Helian Rifles
Taneeq Mashrajeir, Corporal of the 91st Industani Drop Troops
Imperial Personae
Malcador the Sigillite, Regent of the Imperium
Ceris Gonn, Interrogator
The Adeptus Mechanicus
Arkhan Land, Technoarchaeologist
Transacta-7Y1, Skitarius of the Tr1.ax Macroclade
Magna-Delta-8v8, Skitarius of the En.7lius Macroclade
Sapien, Artificimian
Shiva Makul, Princeps of the Legio Ignatum Reaver Titan Iracundos
Maestol Vurir, Deacon-Enginseer of the Reaver Titan Iracundos
The Martian Mechanicum
Ulienne Grune, Princeps of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
Himmar Kul, Moderatus of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
Otesh Raline, Moderatus of the Legio Audax Warhound Titan Hindarah
The Neverborn
Ka’bandha, Champion of the War God
Varak’suul, The Murder of Thrymyr
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Is Black Library unintentionally inconsistent about nulls/pariahs/Sisters of Silence? Or are they, like the “opposite” psykers, all different in the way they interact with the world around them?
First we meet Sister Amendera Kendel, in Flight of the Eisenstein, where she’s stationed with the Death Guard and then helps Garro & friends. She interacts more or less normally with others. People feel a bit weird around her if I recall, especially psykers, but that’s all.
Then in Fear to Tread, the Blood Angels encounter a woman with the pariah gene. She has an ability that’s pretty amazing - she dulls the effects of the Red Thirst amplified by Kyriss/Ka’bandha. Her presence doesn’t upset the psykers, Kano the Librarian finds that she calms him. So why doesn’t every Blood Angels ship have an Emotional Support Null? (OC idea?)
Fast forward to Saturnine which is partly told from Jenetia Krole’s perspective. And the audiobook even has a woman narrator for those parts! But she is such a null that she is invisible to most people, or at least close to invisible. She’s amazed when a baseline human soldier actually sees her on the battlefield.
So, how does the null thing work exactly? If the effects are so radically different from person to person?
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