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[Thugren]

youll be going with him on a mission to learn your new forms.."

 

Augustus injects you with a syringe , making a hot flood surge through you.

 

"Hes hard to warm up to...But hes a good boy."

 

A medic leads augutsus into the submarine as abels eyes narrow behind his hood.

 

"Youre alduin huh...Impressive."

[Armoured Priest]

"Ah. How many times are you going to do that?" he wondered aloud as he feels the area on his armor where Augustus injected him once more, feeling an actual injector port built into the back bone plate of the armor. Realizing that Able was talking to him, he turned to him and just shrug, not sure what to say about the random compliment. "So, what  mission was he mentioning and are we still getting in the u-boat?"

[Thugren]

he nods.

 

"You and i are going to strike at an inhotep installation to get something for my nephew...We need it to jkeep him from detonating his latent potential."

[Armoured Priest]

"It's that bad then Ja?" Alduwin asked, already knowing the answer. "What abilities does the child have since both of you are acting like it's a nuclear weapon that's about to detonate?" He asked instead as they started walking over to the submarine, taking his time so Able was able to explain as much as he wanted. Although now he was hoping there is a good amount of ration on the vessel, he could hear his stomach growl only loud enough for him to hear.

[Thugren]

Abel leads you to the galley and motions at a sea cook.

" imagine somone able to rip apart matter at a molecular level ..."

A heaping plate is put before you and Abel folds his arms.

" 360 scorched earth when thrown into engagements. He's the most powerful psionic ever created."

[Armoured Priest]

"Ah, so he really is kind of like a nuke then."  Alduwin said before taking off the bone h.u.d. helmet and setting to the side on the table. "And he's psionic like his Großvater. Does that make you and Cain psionics too?" he asked Able as he scratched at the scarred side of his face as he started eating the strips of meat first, at the urgings of some newer voices in his little choir up in his head. He made a mental note to ask augustus later about those, since they came up only after transforming once already.

[Thugren]

Abel winces as if struck.

" I am not a psionic, neither is Cain."

He picks at some meat on the plate and continues.

" it's a rare genome... I am what's known as a flaggeleant.... I use flesh blood and sinew like extensions of myself."

He removes his good showing a face strikingly similar to Augustus.

" Cain is a purifier... A master of magnetic poles of metals.. "

[Armoured Priest]

He raised a brow as he chewed, confused by the look that Able made before answering. He swallowed what he was chewing on before he asked his next question. "Was it something in which I asked earlier?" he questioned, wondering what made him have that face in the first place. 'Hope there's seconds.' he thought to himself. 'More fles..meat.' the voices urged him.

[Thugren]

More good is brought and Abel looks down.

" psionics... Are near the top of the mutagenic chain... You have to be special... Something neither or Cain are. You have to be able to acess something in the brain ... Something you have to be really smart to do."

[Armoured Priest]

"Ja, that is something Bruder is, smart, sometimes a smart ass but you know what I mean." He said before he gulps down another portion, barely even chewing now. "I'm just wondering why you seem to have....taken it a little hard?" he said, trying to word his way and not the voices way.  Afterall, I'm probably going to keep rolling around a wheelchair behind him and call him Mr.Xaiver for awhile." he said with a grin before he continued eating. ".....You probably didn't get that reference." he said to himself, remembering that this time is centuries later to his.

[Thugren]

He cocks his head at the joke , not understanding it but sighs

 

Psionics need a very perfect brain compisition to use that power.....I am imperfect...Im only my fathers son in genetics."

[Armoured Priest]

"So, really it's just winning lottery out of millions sort of thing rather than anything you can actually control and or train yourself for?" Alduwin said, hoping the kid got the drift of what he was trying to tell him. Alduwin had an idea of what's probably going on with Able, something he saw in a lot of the first recruits for drachen blut had. "But yet you're also here as one of your father's most trusted men and most Able?" "Pun not intended." he also added.

[Thugren]

Abel smirks and nods.

 

"YOu done stuffing your head ?"

[Armoured Priest]

He devoured the last of the meat on the plate and nodded his head. "Ja, now to see how long before I get hungry again with whatever Augustus done with me." he said as he stretched his back, feeling a lot better for once sense being thawed out of cryostasis. "So...what's today's to-do list?" Alduwin asked as he slipped back on the bone white helmet over his head and face, finding comfort in it like his gasmask.

[Thugren]

"you and i are going to play monster.....Weve got some war saints leading raids against our gene plants in vermont....Were going to go on a little...spree."

 

The tendrils of his hooks seem to udulate excitedly.

 

"They are trying to get the clones of myself and cain.....They could use them to make their own forces."

[Armoured Priest]

"How many clones did Augustus make in the first place?" Alduwin asked Able. ".....Wait we have cloning technology now?" he added, only now realizing what was just said. "I guess I should not be surprise by that actually. Not with all the mutagen things that popped up after going on ice." he said with a shrug. 

[Thugren]

Able chews on a peice of bone.

 

"Do you mean fully made or defects...Becasue theres a difference."

[Armoured Priest]

"Give me both, I have a feeling that the enemy won't be to picky on what high value projects they want to get their hands on. And I wouldn't let them get even one of them if I can" Alduwin told him. "And what kind of 'defects' are we talking about here?" He asked as well, wonder how bad it could be and yet for them to still be around.

[Thugren]

"COMPLETE AND FUCNTIONING CLONES ARE ABOUT 2 DOZEN......tHE FAILUTRES ARE OVER SEVERAL HUNDRED.....tHEY COULDNT REPLICATE THE GENOTYPE....oR DID IT TOO WELL AND OVER EVOLVED....oR CAME OUT FROTHEING BERSERKERS."

 

 

He said simply, eating a peice of toast and jam

[Armoured Priest]

"That's going to be a lot of people to keep track of then." Alduwin remarked as he thought to himself for a moment, a bit of surprised reflecting in his tone. He wouldn't have predicted that many clones, Augustus has gone a long way with technology. "All the while making each raid attempt a horrifiying nightmare for them to tell back to others.......ah done worse." he shrugged. "Any other details I should know before going all 'boogywoogie' on them?" he asked, wanting to be sure.