Kaguya refills their cups again.
Well, partly, yes. When the loser revives, we can have dinner like this, and we can talk while our wounds heal. Get to really know each other...if you want to. Of course, if you'd rather want to leave...
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!I understand...you never struck me like a girl who'd accept such a quiet life. If you want to leave to go help the Imperium, then you should leave. Use your immortality for something useful, like you say. But...visit me now and then, will you?
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Mokou scratched the back of her head, this did seem like it meant a lot to Kaguya. For some reason the sad look on her face was really getting to Mokou. She shook her head and smirked at Kaguya. "I'll give your idea a shot, alright? If it doesn't work out then yeah I'll be sure to visit once in a while." She says.
Kaguya smiles a broad smile, and her eyes meet Mokou's over the table.
Thank you, Mokou.
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Would you like some dessert?
The moon shines in through a window, revealing the lateness of the hour.
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Kaguya nods and stands up as well.
I will show you out. The servants are probably asleep by now.
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Kaguya leads Mokou through the confusing halls of the Eientei in silence, and they reach the door leading out the courtyard. There is no sound outside. Kaguya opens the door, the waits next to it.
I suppose it is good night then, Mokou. Thank you for visiting.
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Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Kaguya looks after Mokou for a while, then she sighs and closes the door. For a moment, she stares wistfully out in the air, then she walks back to her door and goes to bed. What was wrong with her these days, she wonders as she drifts off to sleep.
Join us in our quest to play all RPG video games! Moving on to disc 2 of Grandia!Graille treaded between his men, inspecting their uniforms. They stood still, as though they were statues given life. Eventually Isaiah came to a stop in front of his soldiers, looking at each of them in turn before beginning.
"Gentlemen, this war is over. Congratulations on a job well done, and I wish you well on any future deployments." The Guardsmen cheered, but the Colonel-Commissar held up a hand to get them to be quiet. "However! We came here to purge the indigenes, and in time we came to defend them. Now, we have one final task ahead of us. The most challenging, perhaps, of your entire career! We must rebuild. A start has been made, but you cannot afford to become lax in your duties. If we stand united, then we will make it! Do you agree, men?" Graille now held out the same hand to indicate he wanted a response.
"SIR YES SIR!" the Guardsmen yelled.
"Okay, you're all dismissed." The large group clustered in the room trooped out in a orderly fashion, and Isaiah let free a sigh.
Locking you up on radar since '09Zee nodded as she disembarked, a smile on her face.
"That's for sure; no more Necrons, no more Tyranids... no more pawns of the Ruinous Powers or raging Ork Waaaghs! I suppose, at long last, peace has returned to this world."
In orbit, Marshal Grimbolg Tyranus of the Black Templars sat heavily in the command dais of Der Frieschutz, deep in thought. In one hand, he held a dataslate depicting a still pict of the planet below; the other hovered in indecision over a small button built into the armrest of his thronelike chair.
He had disagreed profusely with the talks as they had taken place on the planet below, but had remained silent in the knowledge that he lacked the political clout, skill and charisma to sway the indigenes and the other Imperials to his point of view. Here, however, was a different story; in addition to its regular payload and armaments, Der Frieschutz—and several other vessels in the fleet elements now under his command—carried a supply of cyclonic torpedoes, all of which were kept in a perpetual state of readyness for just such an occasion. While nominally only the Inquisition had the power and authority to authorize what the Marshal had in mind, Der Frieschutz had been designated as a "fallback" by Lord Darius in the event that he or the Ius Caecus were ever incapacitated or destroyed.
All it would take to implement this failsafe would be for Grimbolg to press this one little button, and then all evidence of this madness would be washed away, the heresy and dire compromise purged in a cleansing wash of atomic fire and tectonic upheaval.
But was it right to do this? If he destroyed Gensokyo Primaris, would he then not be spitting on the names and memories of those battle-brothers of the Black Templars who had given their lives in order to secure and protect this world, against both the insatiable hunger of the Tyranid scourge and the vile depredations of Chaos?
For a long time the Marshal sat there, index finger hovering over the button like a vast predatory bird.
"Lord Marshal?" a voice—one of the chapter serfs—inquired, demanding his attention. "forgive my intrusion, but Admiral Goering and the other fleet-captains require your directives."
Grimbolg made no reply for a moment, then sighed and flipped the button's hosing closed. "Inform the admiral that we are to make resupply at Kar Duniash, and instruct the helmsman to take us out."
The serf nodded, and left to relay his commands. The Marshal held up the dataslate depicting the world below and stared at it for a few moments, his expression unreadable.
And so the Crusade continues, he thought at length. Fare thee well, Gensokyo. Pray to the Emperor that I made the right decision in sparing you, because someday, I shall return...
Slowly, ponderously, the elements of the Black templar and Inquisitorial fleets turned away from the world below and into the yawning, star-speckled gulf that was the void of space. Plasma engines flared, roaring silently with effort as the massive vessels hove away from Gensokyo and into the depths of the unknown. The fabric of reality split asunder, briefly revealing a tantalizing glimpse of the Immaterium's madness as the vessels engaged their warp drives and gellar fields, and one by one they jumped into the cacophonous madness of the Warp, safe within their tiny pockets of realspace, and were gone.
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The Danse Macabre Codex-Meanwhile...-
Oi! Whaddaya think yere doin!
-The Mekboss yells at a Gretchin, who jumps and grabs onto a lever.
DON'T FUCKING TOUCH THAT CO-
-But it is too late, the lever is pulled. With a tremendous bang, the Dakkafenix / UP YOURS FUCKFACE XXIV hurls itself forwards and disappears in a cloud of red sparks. The ensuing rush of air filling in the suddenly empty space is heard twice around the planet. Then the sparks fade away, as the ship begins its long journey into the horrors of the Warp.-
"Sounds good. We'll see you there."
Even with today's tasks complete, Arcturus was feeling somewhat restless. It felt strange to be out of a warzone again. Over the course of this campaign, he'd been on the move and part of a major engagement pretty much constantly. His perception of the last month had been a loose blur, perpetuated by the lack of sleep and the emotional trauma he'd gone through over the period. He was still processing the entirety of what had been seen and done here. They'd fought some of the most terrifying enemies in the galaxy, and somehow they'd managed to hold it together and win. So many dead. It had been a struggle to bypass the biases inherent in the Creed whilst not veering away from it in essence, and ally with the people here, but it had paid off... In the end, both sides had become stronger for it. He'd finally, finally killed Isaac, and in turn avenged so many... and most unbelievable of all, Zee had returned, and been vindicated in the eyes of the Emperor, all because of the actions of one vampire. He couldn't possibly thank Remilia enough, it was like something out of a dream. He hadn't completely absorbed the fact that she was back yet. After all of these things, it was a relief to get an opportunity to really recover, but in spite of it, he'd grown accustomed to the never-ending activity. Even as he paces around the main hall, the palm on his remaining organic hand itches.
"You know, I just can't shake this feeling that I should be doing something else than sitting around. Maybe I should find a training servitor to beat up."
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.

That's the Mokou I know.
Kaguya smiles and refills Mokou's cup as well.
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