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Morwenna Valtorin took a deep, relieved breath. Ever since she had become the governor it had been paradoxically the most stressful time of her life, and yet… and yet, she was the happiest she had ever been.
There was always something that demanded her attention as the governor. That went without saying, although it was made easier by the deaths of many of the petty nobles who used to infest the staller system.
That still warmed her heart thinking about all this time later.
So while the job was stressful, it was not nearly as bad as it could have been. She shuddered to think what it must have been like before.
With the gang in charge she had little in the way of opposition and any she came across… all it took was one call. Then whatever it was vanished. It was as terrifying as it was addictive and, possibly more importantly, comforting. She was so used to having little to no support or anyone she could actually trust. To have an organisation that cared, well maybe not cared, but supported her. Although she liked to think she made friends within the Court, an organisation like the former gang didn’t, couldn’t have friends, or care for that matter.
Now she was under no illusions about the Court.
Even before she could see the inner workings, she knew it wasn’t saintly. Which she was glad of to be honest. It would have set off a number of alarm bells if it had been.
But she was getting the hang of it. Both in answering to new leaders, in Lanto and Selina and to a lesser degree, Peggi. Although that was more equal. And then in the role as governor, from settling disputes to endless inane meetings. But above all, her primary job was to make sure the Tithe was delivered.
She had never put much thought into it before. It was just something done. Now it was her responsibility she was painfully aware of all the moving parts. Such as collecting, cataloguing and analysing census data to determine what could be given as the Tithe. They had little say in how large it was; that came from Holy Terra. And while she could write to complain about the size of it, that would fall on deaf ears.
Now she was no longer drowning as she had been, it was time to look towards the future. That was what this meeting was about. Aleric, seemingly from nowhere, had all but demanded that they create ways to help the citizenry of the stellar system.
He also had some private meetings with Lanto and Selina which she wasn’t privy to. But it saw some small but fundamental changes to the Court. Changing it from the gang it started as into something different.
She had jumped at the chance to improve the people of her home. Unlike Aleric, this wasn’t for any particularly altruistic reasons and purely from pragmatism. It was just common sense. If the citizens loved you, they wouldn’t revolt... Or were less likely to.
Some of the schemes would increase their effectiveness, others their happiness, all of which would help her. From more products the stellar system created, to a happy population which would be more loyal.
It was also good optics. If, after she became the Governor, their lives improved, they would remember it. Same for the gang. If it were seen to be doing these projects it would clean up its image somewhat.
Or that was the hope anyway.
The meeting would determine what they would do. She'd asked Peggi for ideas and they'd sat down to create a few. But she expected Aleric to have a far more extensive list. He was the driving force behind this change after all.
A squeak pulled her attention to the opening door.
She stood, nodding, a small smile on her face, at Aleric as he walked in. Behind him were his ever-present guards and one his right hands, the Tech-Priest Lysa came bouncing into the room. A confusing woman and somehow intimidating, even though she barely breached 5 feet.
At least with Aleric involved she couldn’t doubt the competency of the people. She hadn't dealt with him much, but if there was a large problem, Aleric normally had some solution or other. That had happened less now they were organised.
But it didn’t stop the impression.
"Aleric. Sorry it took us so long to find a meeting time." She said, before turning to give the techpriest Lysa a bow as well.
"Good to see you. No problem, I understand you are busy. Besides, it gave me the time to create a comprehensive plan."
"Thank you. Please, sit. "She said, waving at the small table in front of her.
They were in a small meeting room near her quarters. A much comfier space than the hulking meeting rooms she normally attended. But they were needed to set the expectations.
Once they settled, Morwenna accessed her implant and pulled up her list. "So I've done as you asked and thought about how we can improve the people's lives."
"Good. They are?"
"I have two. Introduce proper worker rest cycles. My researchers and those of a test group showed a significant increase in output with even a small decrease in working time."
"Really?" Lysa asked, "Can I see your data?"
Morwenna shrugged. "Of course. I don’t have it on me, but I can have it sent to you?"
Lysa's eyes flashed. "Don’t worry, I have it now. The tests look viable and well done."
"Oh…" She forgot how tied in techpreists were. She so rarely interacted with them. Although she was getting better, by dint of interacting with them far more often, even if it wasn’t common. "Anyway. That one requires minimal input from you, although I might need your help for some of the factories and refineries."
"They should leave you alone." Aleric said. "And Lysa should be able to help you with anything you need there. But mention any that cause trouble and we will deal with them."
"Thank you. The other is around fixing what is already there. There are a multitude of old factories and other infrastructure left to ruin. I hoped you would be able to repair it like you're doing for the gang."
Lysa and Aleric's eyes flashed as they silently communicated with each other, before Aleric nodded. "It should be possible. I think the infrastructure would be the more important place to start."
She kept her frown off her face as she turned that over. "Why not more factories? Surely they would be the most useful."
"You would have thought so." Lysa agreed, nodding. "But if the materials don’t get to where they need to or logistics can't sustain the furnaces, there isn't much point having more."
"So you suggest…"
Lysa looked at Aleric, eyebrow raised. "I think it would be best to focus on other areas for now. We can certainly look at some old factories, but they require a significant amount of work for not much gain at this stage. They can be added as the patrol craft production ramp up.
"That makes sense." Morwenna said, noting it down, so she could refer to it later. That did remind her. "How is that—"
Aleric waved her away. "We have that meeting later with Selina. I will be telling everyone then."
"Got it. So those are my ideas…"
"I have a few others. Lysa, you want to take us through them."
"Can do Bossman." Lysa said, smirking.
"You’ve been hanging around Katra too much." Aleric muttered.
"Anyway." Lysa said, her face setting into a cold, focused look. "We have identified three areas we think would be ideal. The first is sanitation and water purification. Each year, over twenty-five million individuals die from polluted water. Not to mention the other harmful effects. I have the granular figures if you like?"
"No need. I trust your process." Morwenna said quickly. "I can get them later if I need them." She wouldn’t make that mistake again, not with an Adeptus Mechanicus member. In the first few months she had wanted to know more information about a problem and she got it. She just could have done without the eleven-hour lecture about it.
Lysa almost looked disappointed. "Very well. The next is a nutrient programme. The idea is to improve food production and quality. Be that processing hygiene or new sources. Aleric has a few ideas with some algae and protein vats being tested as we speak."
"Finally, medical stations. He mentioned it would be good to get the Ecclesiarchy involved and manning these stations?"
That was a good idea. It would need to be carefully managed to make sure they didn’t steal all the credit and therefore weaken her power. But getting the rich Adeptus Ministorum's buy-in might be perfect. It would also help her create some contacts in the organisation.
Something she was severely lacking in right now. Even the Court had limited penetration within the organisation.
It was unlikely they would turn it down. They needed a win.
They spent the next few hours workshopping ideas and going into greater and greater detail. By the end, her mind was frazzled, but she was happy. It might have been one of the most effective meetings she had ever been in. None of postering, or politics, like shooting down ideas that A) might help a rival or B) they didn’t come up with.
By the Emperor it was refreshing. To be honest, the Court in general was the same. It had its politics and internal power structures to be sure, but thanks to her position she could dodge most of the drudgery of the lower ranks.
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"Aleric!" Mathew greeted me, his face lighting up as he saw me. "What's it today?" He said putting down the holo series of today.
He had changed significantly over the last six months. His gauntness had faded and he looked far healthier because of it. The special diet I had him on was helping out, but more than that, he was happy. I had allowed him to contact his family, who were okay; they had some troubles with locals because of his use of the Immaterium, but were relieved he was alive.
I had made sure his family was well taken care of, pulling them into the sphere of the gang, which might not have been a good thing.
And hadn't that been a rude awakening.
It wasn’t until it was pointed out to me that it became clear quite how far I had slipped. Allowing my environment to warp my view. First, dealing with the brutal culture of the gang, wearing away at what I considered my values and then the Mechanicus distorting my view of humanity.
Because while I loved Lysa and Kellen, they were a product of the Mechanicus and saw little problems with experimenting on live human subjects early on in the development phase.
It was just more efficient.
And I had allowed all this and more to change me, far more than I had noticed or was willing to admit.
I could still remember that day, the day Katra brought up with up, with crystal clarity. Yet the horror of it had faded to just profound sadness.
I'd felt sick when Katra first mentioned it, like a gut punch that my bionics would have mitigated. I'd carried on as best I could before ducking out quietly. I'd wandered aimlessly for hours until I found myself at a long-forgotten, tiny dark room, hidden within Glow Gate.
I climbed up to it with ease, although I had to enlargen the entrance to be able to slip into what was once my home. It was like stepping back in time. The bundle of rags that I used as a bed were still there, as well as some half-discarded tools and equipment, all haphazardly strewn across the place.
But they weren't what caught my attention. Hunched over, head still brushing against the ceiling, with my back to the cold plasteel wall, I stared at the murals, my bionics able to cut through the darkness with ease. Some I didn’t even remember creating. Each painstakingly painted using a small finger decades ago on fading or half remembered memories.
From the blurry image that was all I could remember of my first mother.
I just sat there staring at it for countless hours and actually had returned several times since then when I needed time to think.
I found the place deeply calming. It was like connecting with my past, dredging up memories and feelings that I thought long lost or forgotten, but were merely suppressed. It was almost like it was bringing me closer to my past, for better or for worse.
Even though it had been pointed out to me, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do about it. There were some easy things, like making sure Matthew's family got the best possible care. First, making sure they had the gang's protection, but then making sure that didn’t come with a major downside.
Next, I took a cold, hard look at my former gang and not liking what I saw. Much of it provided stability to those under it, but there were few, if any, checks and balances. At the end of the day, I could only do so much. I had a rather heated argument with Selina and Lanto about the goings on in the gang.
Surprisingly Lanto was all for it. As he pointed out, they were no longer truly a gang and had expanded well past that and if they were going to keep expanding like Selina wanted, not just to cover the stellar system but even beyond that, they needed to set things up properly.
And if they were going to expand as she wanted, why not bring stability and improvements to those under them? That was the entire reason for the gang's first development. That and protecting Zardelle. She no longer needed their protection in any form.
The other way was far more direct, using my knowledge to create projects, programmes and processes to help those affected by them. I had started this to some extent in one form already, in the academy. Allowing all those to enter to develop themselves.
But rather than allowing Lysa to run it, I took more direct hand in it now. Not because I doubted her abilities in any way, but I wanted to set up the culture and environment correctly. Fostering the values I wanted.
We would see how successful I was.
"Aleric?" Mathews asked, pulling me back.
Shaking my head I moved over and shook his hand as he stood. His clothes were plain but well-made and his prison cell was more lived in with another table, still bolted to the floor, as well as an assortment of books and personal items.
There were an assortment of pictures along the walls, some he had drawn, some not. On his bedside table was a small polaroid of him and his family. Creased and faded with time.
He still had the inhibitor around his neck, version 12 by this point. A significantly slimmed-down version that was nearing the best I could create. At least for now. I hadn't found a way to create them using my Will. Whenever I tried to infuse it into the item, it damaged it in some way, as if they were incompatible somehow.
"Just wanted to check in on you. How is the practice going?"
He grinned, pleased with himself. "Really well. I feel like I am really clicking with the meditations now and actually making progress. I swear I can feel my mind, even with the collar on."
Good. In the last few months I had run countless tests, even with what Katra had pointed out. I couldn’t stop them, but I had changed my approach to some of them. Recently I had been testing the effects of my rituals and crafting. Both in how it affected him, but also how his power would interact with the alchemised materials.
I had only done the most basic rituals on him, all focused on strengthening his mind or soul. The first few had a staggering effect, but the improvements had dropped off rapidly after the first few.
Even with the collar off, he no longer heard or felt the whispers. I couldn’t work out if they were chaos somehow or just a manifestation of his power. With nothing to compare it to, I was unlikely to find out any time soon. If he used the warp heavily the feeling and whispers would return, but as soon as he stopped, they quickly faded away.
I had more or less planned to leave it there. But I couldn’t deny I had felt guilty. Also, he was surprisingly… pure? Heroic maybe. His heart was in the right place at least, so I decided to take a small risk and taught him the most basic meditation exercise I had, hoping it would help him.
They had been slow going at first.
Unsurprisingly an excitable young man didn’t want to sit still for hours on end. But with little else to do he made progress and over time it became easier and easier for him. I had no idea what effect it was having, if any, still not having a way to truly see it. But his control over the warp seemed to be becoming stronger.
Now he could pull from warp and direct a flame across the room. He quickly became tired using it and would then lose control over it, but he could close the connection now. Which was a vast improvement. I didn’t know if he just had more control now, but he also seemed to be getting slightly stronger.
I couldn’t teach him better versions, as that started to stray into needing belief in yourself and not others. And like most people, he was very religious.
His increased control in the last few months had allowed me to test some ideas as well. I had been making progress with the glyphs but I wanted to see how they interacted with the Immaterium and more to the point, how the protective ones reacted.
Several hours later, I said goodbye to the boy and headed back to my shuttle. I had a meeting to get to.
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It was an illustrious group, with all the movers and shakers of the stellar system present.
We were in a vast meeting room within the capital space station, now cleverly called the High Council.
As the gang had solidified control over the system, more and more of the day-to-day was moved up to the station, to be alongside the other administrative functions. But not all of it. Large parts were still hidden within the hive, away from prying eyes.
Katra moved to stand outside the door, but I was having none of it and pulled her in. Kellen and Lysa were already seated and so I sat next to them, a quick nod for Kellen and a hug for Lysa when they saw me.
As I settled down, I exchanged a nod with Lanto and Selina whilst Peggi broke off her conversation with a group of nobles to give me a quick hug.
“Managed to pull you away from your workshop have they?” Peggi asked as she stepped back.
"Just about." I said with a small grin.
"Did you just come from the psyker? How is he?"
"Yeah. He…"
We carried on quietly chatting as I cast a look around the room.
Most others around the room I didn’t recognise. Nor did I feel the need to. If it was important I could look them up in the noosphere, but quite frankly, I cared little about the people here.
Morwenna entered from a door on the other side of the room. She was the picture of control, her face set in a cool blank mask. But as we made eye contact I saw the slight twitch of her lips, threatening to spread into a smile.
I had to admit, I was surprised how much I had come to like her. I'd always thought she was a cut throat bitch.
She had gone from strength to strength in the time she had become the governor. Solidifying her and the gang's control completely. The purges had helped, but even so.
The noise in the room dimmed as she entered and sat, but quickly picked up again. Morwenna leaned into Selina and started a whispered conversation. My auspex could clearly pick up what they were saying, as I'm sure many others could.
Those still standing moved to the seats provided and the room slowly settled.
They finished their conversation, Selina squeezing Morwenna's hand, as Morwenna sat back.
Standing Selina addressed the room. "Now we are all here, let us begin."
I tuned them out as they discussed the day-to-day goings on within the system. I didn’t need to worry about that, and besides, Lysa was dutifully taking notes in the corner. Or rather, her servo skull was. I could see she was focused in the noosphere.
As we spoke my sparks came and went as a non-event. With reverse engineering pushed up to tier 4 I pushed all of them to my foundations. I was currently working on biology, pushing it to tier 2 which it nearly was, and then would work on chemistry. I hoped to get to engineering, but I somehow doubted I would.
We eventually moved to business and the communications across the hive world. Something I had been making steady progress in. The space station was still too far to connect to the rest of the planet, but that was now fully connected. Each hive able to connect instantly with the others. It was only a temporary solution and not an elegant one at that.
I'd brute forced it, created several relays that went out into the wastes that connected the hives. But I expected to have a better design that could reach further soon. It actually had triggered another thought. Communication and detection.
Well it was the voidships that had really prompted it.
It was on the back burner but I hoped it would allow instant communication and visible detection within a stellar system, or that was what I was aiming for and had a few good ways to achieve it. The best option was to use one of the STCs buried in my mind and 'dumb' it down, so to speak, so it could be readily made.
They might also be a good bargaining chip to forge worlds.
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Selina climbed out of the transport truck, bracing as she did for a pain that wasn’t there. Several decades of expected pain were a hard habit to break. The regenerative treatment was everything Aleric had promised and more. It still felt unbelievable at times.
Not just the fact that she felt younger, but she was significantly stronger and faster than before. It hadn't been too noticeable in her, but for Lanto it had been remarkable. It hadn't hurt his stamina either.
Selina smirked as she remembered asking Aleric about how frisky they should feel. She didn’t think she had ever seen him so uncomfortable and it was glorious. Always so fun to poke at.
Even as a powerful magos, he was still Aleric underneath. It had been a concern when he was first back. He seemed so different, not just in his confidence or assertiveness. But almost cold. Far colder than she remembered him being. But it hadn't taken long for that illusion to be shattered.
All it took was seeing him with Snuffles or one of his new subordinates.
Speaking of…
She entered the meeting room at the heart of the old gang HQ. Rarely used these days but she liked to use it for internal Court meetings.
Unfortunately Lanto wouldn’t be able to join them; he was still inspecting the PDF forces in another hive. You would think by now they would all be in good order. But that was far from the case. There was some systemic rot which was good while they were a gang, but now they were in power, needed to be stamped out… ruthlessly so.
Selina smiled briefly at Katra who was guarding the door.
She was so much happier now, like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. It was gladdening to see. She had never been able to justify her as just a guard; she was far too respected for that.
Once she exchanged a hug with Peggi and Aleric, she sat and called the meeting to start.
“It has been far too long since we had a private meeting. So let's go around the room. Morwenna, why don’t you start?” Selina said to the newest member of the room.
Morwenna had worked with the gang for years but the breaking of her faction might have been the best thing to happen. First, it allowed them to tie her closer to the Court. An important thing now that she was the governor, even if she was more of a figurehead and key decisions ran past her and Lanto.
She had always seen Morwenna as a cold-hearted bitch, very much like herself. Maybe that was why she liked her. She saw a piece of her in there. At least before Zardelle came into her life. Motherhood softened her, not that anyone would call her soft.
She made sure of that.
Even now, as secure as they were, weakness bred opposition. If they made sure they looked and were unassailable, most wouldn’t even try. It was why she wanted to keep expanding. Staying still meant stagnation which led to death.
She had seen it enough times. An individual becoming content or secure in their power only to be blindsided. She would not allow that to happen to her, particularly now she would live for a great many more years.
Morwenna nodded, her face set in a calm, cold mask. "Sure. There isn't much to bring up. With Peggi's help, we are still slowly moving people loyal to the gang into key positions. We are trying to make sure they are competent but loyalty is key so some of them will need to be changed when we find better candidates."
That made sense. The only reason they were being raised was due to their loyalty to the gang.
"Other than that, the Tithes, in the form of supplies and regiments have been distributed. With the help of Aleric and Peggi, next years should be easier."
"How so?" Sleina asked. She couldn’t remember any plans for that.
Aleric lazily raised his hand from where it was resting on the table. "Now the solar system is under control and gang members are filling positions, particularly in the Administorum, I have been able to automate large parts of the process. Much like I did for the gang."
Lysa reached out to poke him in the side. "You have…"
"The royal I then. Lysa here did most of the work."
Selina smiled and nodded at the tiny young woman. She would have been adorable if she hadn't seen the petite women physically tear a man in half when he tried to attack her. Not something she was liable to forget.
They carried on going around the room, talking through supplies, hive saturation—which was almost complete, and reforms. Which was new, but if they delivered as promised would be very good for the Court and The Gravis Expanse in general.
They were the only gang left. Were they even a gang anymore? It was an odd thing to think about. The last few had been integrated and there was no competition. Even the guilds had fallen in line, the Court now had large stakes in many of them, with money and power rolling in.
"Aleric?"
Our progress has been good. The gangers who graduated from my academies have slotted in well. There are now thousands of them at the bottom rung of the Mechanicus. It will take them time, but within a few decades a select few will start to reach important positions within Hive Noxium.
"What about the apprentices in general?" Morwenna asked.
"Good." Felicia said. She was Orleth's replacement who had sadly passed away. From old age, if you could believe it. "The academies have expanded and we are getting a steady trickle of gangers that can perform basic repairs and maintenance. They are being shipped out across the world. Although currently most of them are going to Alaric's project."
"On that note, we have four manufactorum now up and running. They are slow and will take a long time to get efficient, but already they have created some basic goods, even if most of them are shit."
"And the plan still holds then?" Selina asked
"Yes, there should be another two done by the end of next year. All hidden down here, deep in the underhive. So only the gang knows about them. I have set things in place so no one should notice or care about the small amounts of supplies and materials routed to it."
"What about the shipyards you mentioned?" Felicia asked.
"I will get to that. First the manufacturers are working on the list I already gave you Selina. The new power armour and other wargear. As well as the troop carriers, although that will be slow. On the patrol craft and docks, that is full steam ahead. But Morwenna might be the better person to ask?"
"They are on schedule and should be able to start producing by the end of next year. It will only be small numbers at first, but if they are as advertised, we should be able to produce them in large quantities. The main constraint will be demand. We only needs so many."
The meeting was soon wrapped up and everyone started to go their separate ways. These days that consisted of heading back up to the station.
The novelty for her had worn off, and she found herself liking her old home better. She couldn’t exclusively stay there yet; communication was still spotty, but when Aleric delivered on his promise, that should change.
She was just leaving when Aleric flagged them. "Peggi, Selina, can you stay a moment. Lanto should be joining us."
That was news to her. Morwenna hovered by the door, looking momentarily unsure.
Selina met Aleric's eyes and felt a slight shiver down her spine. "Do you trust her?"
Did she? A few years ago, maybe not, but she had gone a long way recently.
She nodded. "Yes, she had proven herself by this point, and she felt herself nodding."
"You can stay." Aleric said, pointing at a chair.
Before the silence could become uncomfortable, Lanto marched in.
The vane man had asked to keep his salt and pepper hair. Although she was glad he did, she liked it on him. It made him look distinguished.
Once he was seated, she asked. "So what is this about?"
"One moment." Aleric said, pulling out several devices. A static charge filled the air for a moment before fading. Selina recognised it as a jammer, having seen and used enough of them over the decades.
She felt herself sit up as Aleric stared deeply at each of them in turn. Not the first time he had done that, but it was different. Like there was a sudden weight on her.
"This can go no further than this room. If I find out you have or in any way threten it, I will end you." He said. She could feel the truth ringing in his words and tension spreading across her shoulders. Not to mention outrage.
She—
"I know you must have a good reason for that threat Aleric so, explain." Lanto said curtly.
She threw him a him an outraged look. But he just stared at Aleric, calm and composed.
Aleric gave him a tight smile. "It is. You know of my success within the ruin. Well, many years ago I gained access to a vault which contained a set of instructions. Of which I have followed religiously ever since."
That did not sound good. Her finger brushed her ring with the hidden digital weapon within.
"In fact I think you have been jealous of it for some time."
"What do you mea—" Peggi started, before seemingly realising. "Zardelle? You mean your seemingly immunity to her aura?"
Aleric blinked at her. "How…" He said before starting to grumble about her stealing the fun from it.
But Selina had no interest in that. She wanted answers. "Explain please."
"The techniques allowed me to resist and then ignore Zardelle's aura as Peggi guessed. But it isn't just her aura, it can do the same for the warp if learned correctly. I am planning to teach each of you the same things. Both to resist the warp but also to be able to hug Zardelle should you ever meet her again without fear."
She sat there stunned, midway between disbelief and agonising hope. It had always hurt her, not that she ever let it show, not being able to hold her baby and feel at peace, only that feeling of horror and panic. If this could help her…
You have my silence. I promise. She said. But why is this a great deal?
"Agreed." Lanto said. "Surly the Imperium would find this greatly helpful?"
"I am sure they would. Only the techniques require one small concession. They require the belief of the self, the individual and not some other great entity."
"Like the Emperor." Peggi breathed.
"Indeed. So you can see why it might cause issues if this were to get out."
"Giving up the Emperor…" Lanto muttered, deep in thought.
But she needed no time. What did she care for some distant god. "I'm in."
Peggi not a second behind her. Surprisingly, or perhaps not, Morwenna readily agreed as well.
It was Lanto that took the longest, but he then he was the most religious of them all.
They talked late into the night with Aleric explaining it all and answering their many questions and some of the things he promised. For them alone she might have done so even without the promise of being able to hug her baby fear free.
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