>>61372345The plasteel walls and ceramite floors was a welcoming contrast to the outside as Examael went into the great landscaping machine, menial workers and servitors walked on various platforms and catwalks as he strode further, and deeper into the machine. The machine itself was an old machine that stretched over 200 meters in length and 50 meters in width, with the task of excavating soil and ground in order to place a ferrocrete compound road in it's wake. It was an old machine that had been aquired bythe Magos from the Forges of Cypra Mundi a lifetime before Examael was even born. "It truly is a holy work of the Omnissiah". Said Exameal to himself as one of his mechadendrites ran across an icon of the Priesthood of Mars.
He continued his way into the machine, greeting and overseeing the work of many fellow tech-adepts on the way. His destination on the machine was the Grand Cognator at the data-input vault. After a while of navigating catwalks, bulkheads and machine compartments he arrived at the Grand Cognator. He took out his data-port and plugged himself into the Cognator.
+++INPUT STATUS+++
[+][+]VALID[+][+]
+++01000001 01100011 01100011 01100101 01110011 01110011 00100000 01000111 01110010 01100001 01101110 01110100 01100101 01100100+++
Examael scanned through the contents of the cognator in order to find out the ETA of the mission, hoping that their desination would be presented for them soon. It didn't take long before he found what he was looking for in the data-core. He saw that they at 35.7 hours until they reached their destination, a small outpost located at a region designated "The Pit". "Why the Magos chose this small outpost as the first destination for the infrastructure project was me". Thought Examael to himself, "But who am I to question the wisdom of the Magos". He said to himself as he unplugged himself from the cognator and returned to his duties onboard the landscaping machine.
(Finished up some writefagging, what do you think?)
