"Oh you know, a classic night on the city. Holo screening, dinner at a decent restaurant, touring the night under the stars, maybe end it with us laying on the ground stargazing? Sounds good to my lovely goddess?" Elizabeth dances in her arms slowly, pecking her nose with her lips.

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Elizabeth (left) and Teresa (right) take a break from purging Aliens, Mutants, and Heretics to enjoy some good food. Nothing like a family dinner!

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You know I never understood fathers thing with having no girls in the Astartes. Glad to see we found a loophole with these newfangled sisters of battle.

Canoness Elizabeth and her order greeted the wolf to their Shrine world. Teresa and the other sisters of battle kneeled to the great wolf king, while Elizabeth walked to him. “Primarch of the Space Wolf Chapter. It is our honor to bare witness to the reemergence of one of the God Emperor’s lost children.” She bowed to Leman, showing the most respect to him.

He looked around and smelled the air as his honor guard stood behind him dwarfed by his size. They had all been repainted in the grey of the pre heresy space wolf legion. “You honor us with this great welcome my lady.” It began to dawn on the wolf that this religion that has taken hold over the imperium wasn’t quite as fun loving as he was envisioning. “Might we be seen in lady canoness?”

“Of course wolf lord.” She would lead the primarch into her Cathedral.

The Cathedral was much like any other Sororitas place of worship. Though, they used more silver and bronze than gold. They also used Electric lights over burning braziers and torches. It also had more of a feeling of uplifting hope over the usual oppressive faith found in every other shrine. He saw many sisters that stopped dead in their tracks to get a sight of a primarch.

He smiled at many of the girls. His guards walking a few feet behind him as they walked. He hoped they didn’t ask him to pray with them, he was a superstitious man but the god they worshipped was a man, just a man. Though if his father could hear him from here maybe it was worth a talk

He was wrong them asking him for accompanying them to a prayer, some straight up prayed to him! Just fell to their knees, hands clasped together, and heads tilted down for a prayer to the now found primarch. To them, he was a lost god!

Elizabeth eventually lead him to the center of the Cathedral, where a very large statue of the Emperor stood. His pose was of him wielding his blade high in the air, his face eerily calm, as if he had readied a devastating strike against the foe! It was not made of gold, rather the statue was made of stone and iron. Beneath him were rows after rows of candles, all surrounding a very large book. The title: "The God Emperor's Will".

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You know I never understood fathers thing with having no girls in the Astartes. Glad to see we found a loophole with these newfangled sisters of battle.

Canoness Elizabeth and her order greeted the wolf to their Shrine world. Teresa and the other sisters of battle kneeled to the great wolf king, while Elizabeth walked to him. “Primarch of the Space Wolf Chapter. It is our honor to bare witness to the reemergence of one of the God Emperor’s lost children.” She bowed to Leman, showing the most respect to him.

He looked around and smelled the air as his honor guard stood behind him dwarfed by his size. They had all been repainted in the grey of the pre heresy space wolf legion. “You honor us with this great welcome my lady.” It began to dawn on the wolf that this religion that has taken hold over the imperium wasn’t quite as fun loving as he was envisioning. “Might we be seen in lady canoness?”

"Of course wolf lord." She would lead the primarch into her Cathedral.

The Cathedral was much like any other Sororitas place of worship. Though, they used more silver and bronze than gold. They also used Electric lights over burning braziers and torches. It also had more of a feeling of uplifting hope over the usual oppressive faith found in every other shrine. He saw many sisters that stopped dead in their tracks to get a sight of a primarch.

"We do. However, we can gain permission from the higher ups of the church for a child. The deal is we are aloud to have a child and possibly a relationship with our chosen partner if agreed. However, the child will immediately become part of the Ecchlesiarchy. A boy becomes a priest, a girl a Sororitas." She explained, trying to have the top not squeeze her chest so much.

"That... is much for a single drug." She agreed, finding it very odd. "In any case, no need for a gun. I have my own strapped to my belt." She reached for her bolter pistol and realized it's problematic condition. "...I may need a gun."

The canoness was busy tearing cloth off from her armor, using to add more pressure on her wounds. “I can understand that, but perhaps you could carry me with a bit more dignity? I’m not appreciating the look of a damsel in distress scenario!” She scolded back, focusing on keeping her wounds from opening again.

“Would you rather I carry you like a bride? Wings prevent me from carrying you like a fireman would.” the avian abhuman retorts, getting her inside a semi-ramshackle structure before placing her on a bed that has seen better days.

“Hold still! I’ve got to sanitize the wounds and remove what clothing is acceptable before I can get you to a professional.”

“As for where you are, you’re on Terra Alia, my homeworld. The local forgeworld sent message to the Astropathic Choir located a lightyear outside the system’s surrounding debris cloud, so you’ll be stuck here for a while. Better get used to the laxity the rest of the world shows to foreign religion. For the most part. Chaos is a massive no-no here, even though it’s well-known about.” He continues, heating a curved needle over a candleflame and dousing a long fiber under alcohol that reeked of the substance, even more so than mjod.

“Alright, hold still, there’s a massive gash on your left thigh I’m going to stitch up.”

The canoness rolled her eyes, seeing this happening almost instantaneously. She didn't care that this medic was a subhuman, well she did, she cared more from the damage she took from the crash landing she had coming here! "Do what you must. I've given birth before, so a searing needle is the last thing I believe can cause me too much pain." Her voice was tough, seeing as experience alone had her body trained to take an unbelievable amount of pain!

She removed all of her armor and set it to the side for now, and then removed the underarmor sleeve. She laid on the table completely nude and exposed to the bird. "Now, stitch me up medic. I would very much appreciate that."

She sighs, before setting her down on the bath side. The woman was efficient in stripping her lover down to nothing covering her at all. “The bath is ready for you dear. I can join you if you want.”

“I do enjoy your company, you seem pretty tense so I deem it well deserved.” She smiles softly. “ You do not see disgust in my scars? ” Her eyes start looking like they have some life in them as her skin glows with joy.

“I have my own scars dear. Besides, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen you revealed to me. Neither do I expect this to be my last.” She smiles back to her, entering the bath first. She pulled Raabia in with her, and started washing her body. “Your still beautiful to me, and that will never change.” She kissed the nape of her neck, then went back to washing her.

Elizabeth feels the Inquisitor muscles relax to her touch. “This is new but I enjoy it. Thank you. I think we both needed this. It smells so nice in here.” She holds Elizabeth tightly. “This is what love feels like huh? I see why my dorky twin enjoys the emotion so much.” She giggles.

“I believe this is love we are feeling dear. I am glad that it isn’t just me experiencing such a thing.” She flipped the inquisitor over, having her look her in the eyes. Her palm caressed her cheek sweetly, fixing a bit of her hair. “I love you Raabia.”

“I-I love you too Elizabeth.” She blushes and pauses. “That felt really nice to say!” She gasps. “My heart is not pumping from recaf.” She kisses Elizabeth back. “I do indeed love you.”

She hugged her love close, “That’s wonderful to hear dear. Now, please go brush your teeth. It tastes like Nurgle’s rot in there.” She chuckled.

She looks pale and mortified after hearing that and rushes out to go brush. She hears her saying, “Fuck fuck fuck!” In the nude and dripping wet as she escapes.

A roar of laughter escaped her, as that sight had her almost rolling in the tub laughing! She simply watched her clean her mouth out.

She used the mouthwash as if it was the emperor’s holy whiskey. She looks at Elizabeth looking embarrassed. “My acolytes are assholes for not telling me.” She growls under her breath. “ Well at least I look and feel better now…” her cheeks are red.

Elizabeth got out of the bath, and walked over to grab a couple towels. “Here, I think you should dry off first before we leave for our room.” She hands her her towel, smiling brightly at her.

She gracefully accepts the towel and dries herself off. “Thank you very much.” She looks at Elizabeth and hugs her once more. “You look graceful today.”

She hoists her up, and held her bridal style. “You never cease to look amazing my lovely.” She rubbed the tip of her nose against her’s, chuckling.

She lets out a soft but audible sound feeling the tip of the Canoness’ nose against hers. “Aww.” She smiles at Elizabeth. “Anything I should do to reciprocate on my end? I want to make sure I am doing this romance correctly.”

“Your already succeeding dear.” She smiled, taking her into their bedroom to enjoy each other’s company.

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Staring back into her obsidian eyes were colors of the deep blue sea. She smirked at the submissive partner of her's. "Good." She replies, giving into her desire of this woman. She gripped her arms and held them down. Her kiss was that of a deep hunger, greedily taking every breath of the inquisitor's.