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Varrus groaned, and sat up. In front of him, the cockpit of the draught of nectar was only dimly lit by the lights of the control console, the vid screens showed nothing but black. Grumbling and leaning forward, Varrus worked the controls until the rear view popped up, displaying a long gash along the surface of ceres, and the edge of a dark wall in which the front of the ship was clearly embedded. The slightly dazed titan heard the faint voice of Brayos, reached up, and swiched off his comm. Heaving himself out of his seat, Varrus turned and paced down the hall, his hands bunched into fists.

"Vigil"

Without another word, his ghost transmatted his weapons onto his back, and his helmet into his hands. Lowering the thickly armoured headpiece over his head, the giant sealed it to the rest of his bodysuit before acending the ladder and knocking twice on the hatch. The hatch slid open, and varrus climbed out onto the alien surface. From atop his perch, he could take in quite a bit: The long scar that his unexpected arrival had cut across the already ruined face of ceres, the wall to a hive ritual site that had been so kind as to halt his ship, and the hive within who were clearly not expecting to be interrupted by a jumpship introducing itself to one of thier walls.

The giant thought to himself as the ash spawn stirred from thier shock. He was thankfull enough to have his feet back on good, solid ground. But that hive ship had stuck to his tail despite his best efforts to shake it, had shot up a couple of his thrusters, and when he finally destroyed it, had run his expensive, custom modified jumpship into the ground. Now, he felt like taking some anger out on the nearest threat. The titan pulled invective from his back and pumped it once as the wizard leading the ruined ceremony let out a screech, and the thrall and acolytes surrounding her rose up to meet the titan who had dared to disturb thier rite.