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Today was the day that Titans Walked. They did not walk for war though for if they walked for war than that would have meant terror had arrived upon Lucius. Today they walked to bring to the one who is to arrive an immense honor.
About the area were hundreds of Skitarii, Astartes and Acillians, along with several lines of flames leading up from the outside of the city. Each and every soldier in a parade uniform looked as perfect as one would right out of a workshop. Behind them were crowds of factory serfs trying to get a glance at the one whose arrival many awaited a month for. Those people were held back by the Secarii, who were activated due to the needs of this very event.
TalOS soon watched as a Stormbird landed upon the ground at the very edge of the city, its arrival beckoned by the blaring of Titan and Knight horns that were to announce its arrival. Such beckoning caused all who heard them to stop what they were doing and rush out in front of the city to look out into the wide open streets of Forgespire Solaris. As the Stormbird touched down and lowered its doors all who were allowed sent salvos into the air as a welcoming gesture to the one who stepped out.
It was at that moment the Stormbird opened its doors and all who were present gazed upon the most perfect man to have ever existed.
Fulgrim walked down the streets to the roaring cries of the citizens and the salvos of soldiers. The Titans did not dare fire their main weapons in the middle of the Forgespire, instead releasing torrents of anti-air into the air to show their approval of the Primarch’s arrival upon the planet.
After minutes of walking the Fulgrim arrived at the great Titan Factory, upon the steps of which was TalOS. The two Primarchs gazed upon each other with an instant realization of who the other was through sheer understanding. What TalOS saw was a perfect specimen of genetic engineering, a creature to be both admired and studied for the benefit of the entire galaxy.
For Fulgrim, who had only been traveling the stars for a few months, looked upon his brother with sheer terror and disgust. So great was this emotion that even the most perfect of souls could not prevent these emotions from tainting his visage upon that single moment.
>A private conversation within the office
>Dinner, as TalOS has shared with all his brothers
>A legion to legion discussion, where their right hands can also meet.
>Other ideas to welcome the brother?
