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#2011-10-23 23:00:25, as written by Ottoman

Taking the position of parade rest, Corbett looked her over once again before beginning. "Alke Nimitz, or the one that I've known, is easily one of the best members of our section, and I was actually considering her for promotion. What I want, simply," He paused for a moment, not taking his eyes from her as he did, "is for her to stay. Whatever issue that you may have with your daughter is a personal, family matter, but Obermann Nimitz has yet to finish her two year tour."

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#2011-10-23 23:24:28, as written by Ottoman

Otto made a small frown at this, Belko-Azriks were the most volatile of all individuals in the Hegemony, and even if this one had been stung by the whip of his superiors, he still had some fire in him. Lacking the grace of his Belkan kin and the subtle cunning of his Azrican cousins, Corbett drew a fine-line in between the two, and took the direct route, in the steps of his matriarch - Redwing. "For one thing, you learn when and when not to speak. To raise your voice at every little thing makes it worthless." Then, sitting down, he continued, "And one of our mechanics, your majesty, is worth more than ten legions of your finest."

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#2011-10-23 23:46:18, as written by Ottoman

Blinking again, Corbett was unsure how to proceed, being as now there seemed that three things could be happening: this woman was insane(of which he didn't doubt), she was a xeno or... worse. He wasn't equipped to deal with the last, and it had been years since he'd witnessed a possession firsthand. Such sights only strengthened one's belief in the Emperor - or shattered it. Whatever the case, the pistol strapped to the inside of his desk was beginning to call his name, his taste for battle burning in his mind like a stinging withdrawal. But, more than anything now, there was fear present in his mind. If she was a xeno, she had managed to get this far inside of their borders, and such was a disturbing thought. But the thought of a demon standing before him was something much more terrifying, and he knew not of any equipped to deal with such a thing save for the base's sorcery garrison brigade, and they would not arrive in time.

Making the symbol of the triad over his chest, Corbett still managed to have some spite in him, "You mistake me for a lesser creature; I am a Scatteran. Your 'daughter' was never here, ma'am. I've only seen Obermann Nimitz."

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#2011-10-24 00:03:00, as written by Ottoman

"For all I know, none of this is real." They were capable of anything, he recalled, at least his mind was still his own... or was it? Emperor guide me. Such horrors were rare in the heart of the Reich, such creatures only roamed the borders of the Collective and the Kobold frontier but... her sorcery was undeniable as the second appeared behind him. Making the triad once again, he refused to look to it, his belief reinforced that the visitors to his office were those without name - the ancients. "Is this a test, or are you toying with me?"

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#2011-10-24 00:16:18, as written by Ottoman

In a rather odd turn of events, it would be rather difficult convincing Corbett now, as he was becoming more firm in his belief that these things which stood before him now were not of this plane. It took a good deal of his willpower to maintain himself, the supernatural being one of the few things that managed to chill him to the bone. Looking to her, but not at her, he responded, "Who are you to tell me what to do?"

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#2011-10-24 00:27:28, as written by Ottoman

The name didn't sound of evil, but that was how they were. They were the dynamos of deceit, masters of manipulation, and they could pull off almost anything one could imagine. But he stood fast, as when the worldly tools of man fail, there is only the Emperor.

Take strength in HIS name, resist them and they shall flee from you.

"Then you are not my sovereign, and your will means nothing to the children of God."

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#2011-10-24 00:57:25, as written by Ottoman

Otto blinked, still rather suspicious, but he knew, or thought he knew, that such creatures couldn't speak His name, and he returned the man's, if that's what he was, salute. "Heil Kampf... what just happened, Obermann?"

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#2011-10-24 01:14:18, as written by Ottoman

Continuing to blink, Corbett waited until she had finished to even begin conjuring a response. He didn't think that Alke was unnatural, she never seemed that way, and the other here seemed normal enough. "Well... just... why is it she's goes around calling herself 'Empress'? She's lucky she didn't try it near the Chapel."

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#2011-10-24 01:31:34, as written by Ottoman

Otto took it at face value now, really just starting to think this whole matter was something of a bizarre dream, and he nodded along with what she said. Only until her last sentence did he really react, speaking once she had finished. "And I wouldn't have it any other way, Nimitz. I don't believe I've met your companion, Anwärter...?"

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#2011-10-24 01:45:31, as written by Ottoman

Otto did his best to smile, still shaken from the encounter earlier. Feeling helpless was never enjoyable, at least not for Corbett. He wasn't into that sort of thing. "I was thinking I saw him once or twice in the garage before." The two shared a brief handshake before Corbett looked back to Thistle, or Alke, or whatever her name was. "I... think that all this never happened. Right?"

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#2011-10-24 02:00:40, as written by Ottoman

Nodding in response, he already reached down to open the drawer where he kept his personal reserve, the amber liquid sloshing about in the bottle temptingly as it was pulled along with its container. "But of course, Obermann. You are dismissed." Taking his seat, he sighed heavily, adopting a blank stare at the top of his desk as he took the bottle from its hold. "Do have a good time, Obermann, Anwärter."