Stunning Young Girl Gets A Facial

“We need to remove it.”

“Quietly,” she said. Just a kneeling woman, lit by a single beam of light, her hands on her belly, eyes raised in prayer. No tools. Heavy. Laughed. They beat her. “No,” he said, voice hoarse. Roxy lay still, her body exhausted, her purpose fulfilled. The capsule slid in by degrees. Caelen, grim and silent, began the extraction. “They will hear us.”

There was no time. The pressure was overwhelming. No weapons. No weapons. When it begins.”

Roxy took it in her teeth and lay down. ***

They stood in the reclusiam vault, far below the main decks of the Lux Invicta. She endured, because there was no choice. Caelen stood over her, full height restored. One eye was swollen shut. This is the story of an unspeakable mission. A member of the Adepta Sororitas, Roxy once stood tall in power armor, her voice rising in hymn as bolter fire thundered in righteous fury. After endless minutes, the pressure shifted. “Where?”

Her voice cracked. Those who served with her never forgot.