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As he was acting commander upon the Vessel TalOS looked around the place to confirm that everything was operating correctly. The Primarch nodded to himself as he studied the systems up and down for any sign of misoperation that was not reported to him during the morning’s reports.
There were a few issues TalOS had noted. They however were not of the main systems but instead related to the nutrient paste. For some reason the machine had several screws that were loosened that caused it to create more paste then what was allotted by the Adepts that morning.
A lot of little things like that. Small things that did not place the vessel in any real danger and the serfs likely did not even know it was a problem.
Though such things were small, they could easily be seen as someone trying to sabotage the ship. Well, less sabotage and more ride off of the vessel.
Such was the reason TalOS kept his ears as sharp as he could. Everything that happened around TalOS was analyzed and processed within his mind for what it truly was. A sense equaling that of a hunter began to show as he took every other corner to try and find what his quarry was.
They were likely illusive and made sure that they could not be so easily found. There was no hotspots of greater errors within the ship that could point to signs of their hiding place. Indeed it seemed that whatever was trying to hide from TalOS knew the best ways to avoid it.
Cause subtle harm only when it is absolutely necessary. When it had to do such harm, make sure it was done away from where one lived.
It was only when TalOS stepped into the room of the Datasmiths and their Robots that TalOS knew he was on the right track. He walked around to see a series of robots that were out of commission, hanging by chains to allow the Tech Priests to get access to their bits. Many of them were still whole, only having their reciprocals exposed to the air for standard cleaning procedure.
TalOS stood before one of the machines, the Priest next to him staying silent as TalOS looked into the false eyes of the machine. The Primarch listened closely and could not hear anything off, but then again he did not hear characteristic clicking of the Kastelan Robot before him.
