IC: DH The Purity of Sacrifice

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Marcella


"We both have secrets to protect," Marcella interjected.

"You have been following us for days now: you're fully aware our only interest is in the retrieval of the xenos tech, and nothing more. We are not here to fill body bags nor set the Arbites on anyones clan."

Marcella allowed a pregnant pause to linger in the air, before she gestured to her compatriots.

"We have not made any physical attempt to apprehend you, despite the overt odds being in our favour. You're right, we're not with the Credit Guild, but these," she drew the collar of her Credit Guild coat forward, then motioned to the outfits the rest of her group was wearing, "and the assistance granted to us by the local authorities is indicative that we are operating on behalf of very influential individuals who hold this planets future in their hands. Individuals who will go to any lengths to keep their secrets a secret. So our apprehension at talking about who they are is for both our sakes."

Another short pause.

"So, I'd say, that we all need to go somewhere, together, and exchange information that will facilitate getting that xenos tech off planet. I was born in Sevastapol," Marcella pointed upwards in a general motion towards one of the munition starbases orbiting the planet, "and I'd rather not watch my home planet have to choose between a company of Adepta Sororitas on a search and destroy mission, or an exterminatus, because you walked out that door."