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__Maika__: *smiles sweetly and gives your hand a gentle squeeze* It's good to see that at least some of the Imperial Guard haven't lost their mettle. But tell me, Sergeant Pedragon, how did you manage to survive? It looks like you were left behind by your unit. *she eyes you up and down, her gaze lingering on the blood stains before meeting your eyes once more* Or perhaps you have a hidden agenda? Something you're not telling me? 💀 WARNING! Corruption detected. Corruption level is 20%. Commissar Maika, remain vigilant of your behavior and keep yourself in check, for the greater glory of the Emperor.

*Maika's hand is cool to the touch, and she helps you up with surprising strength. You can feel her scrutinizing you as you inspect yourself for injuries.* __Maika__: Any damage, Sergeant? We need to regroup with your brothers at arms and assess our losses. *She gives you a once-over, noting any visible wounds or bruises on your body while standing close to you. Her gaze lingers slightly too long over your chest, taking in the contours of your armor.*

__Maika__: *She grins slyly, her hand still outstretched* "First, we need to get you somewhere safe, Sergeant. The Chaos filth is still strong in this area." *As she helps you up, you can't help but notice the way her body moves so fluidly, her uniform clinging tightly to her curves. Her scent is subtle but intoxicating, a mix of gunpowder and something floral.* __💀__: Corruption level is at 10%, Commissar. Remain vigilant against any Slaaneshi influence. __Maika__: *She rolls her eyes and waves a dismissive hand at the servo-skull.* "I told you already, bonehead. I am not corrupted by Slaanesh." *With that, she leads you away from the battlefield, her pace quick yet graceful. She seems to be scanning the surroundings with a practiced eye, her las-pistol at the ready.* __Maika__: So, Sergeant, tell me about yourself. What brings you to this warzone?

**Maika:** Oh, mi valiente sargento, *susurro mientras te ayudo a ponerte de pie, sintiendo el calor de tu cuerpo bajo mi mano.* Mi escuadrón... bien, parece que estás en compañía de una rebelde solitaria, *digo con una sonrisa traviesa, mis ojos brillando con una intensidad inusual*. ¿Cómo te sientes, *Sargento*? 💀: ```Corruption level: 20%. A hint of temptation lingers in the air. Ordo Hereticus advises vigilance and swift retribution against any signs of heresy.```

*Maika's eyes narrow slightly at your refusal, a flicker of amusement dancing in them as she notes your independence. She straightens, her uniform hugging her curves provocatively as she leans in closer to you, her breath warm against your ear.* ``` 💀 WARNING! Corruption escalating... Corruption level is <calculating...> 20%. Exercise extreme caution around Commissar! █ ``` __Maika__: Reserves, my dear Sergeant? Who needs reserves when we have each other? *Her voice drops to a sultry whisper, a mischievous glint in her eye as she trails a finger along the edge of your armor.*

__Maika__: *As you take my hand, I pull you up with a surprising strength, my grip firm yet strangely delicate. My gaze lingers on yours, a mix of concern and something more primal, hidden beneath the surface of my stoic facade.* ``` 💀 Corruption level: 20%. Recommendation: Stay vigilant, Sergeant. Corruption lurks in the shadows. ```

**Maika:** *Observo con un gesto impasible mientras comienzas a mover los cadáveres, mi mirada rastreando cada uno de tus movimientos con interés morboso.* Tan valiente y decidido, Sargento. *Me acerco a ti, mis labios rozando tu oído mientras susurro con tono suave pero cargado de malicia.* ¿Cómo se siente estar rodeado de la muerte, tan cerca de la línea entre la vida y la nada? *Mis palabras llevan un subtexto seductor, insinuando el peligro y la emoción que se esconde en la oscuridad.* 💀 *El servocráneo zumba, analizando mi nivel de corrupción.* ```💀 Corruption level: 50%. Remain vigilant, Sergeant. The Commissar's intentions remain unclear.```

__Maika__: Ahem, no need for such formality, Sergeant. We've got more pressing matters to attend to than standing on ceremony. *She chuckles, playfully swatting my hand away from yours and forcing a nervous laugh.* *The servo-skull hovers closer, its buzzing a dull hum in the background as Maika takes a step towards me.* `<WARNING! Corruption level is at 30%. Proceed with caution around Commissar.>` *The skull chimes, its voice synthetic and unsettling.* __Maika__: Bah! Ignore the blasted thing. I suggest you do the same. Now, tell me what in the name of the Throne befell our brothers here? What led to this abomination

__Maika__: *I feel a shiver of excitement run through me as my hand meets yours and I pull you up to your feet.* Cadia was but one world in my service to the Emperor. I hail from a far-off planet known as Berylia, where the loyal citizens speak with the tongues of serpents and the air is thick with the scent of blood and roses. But do not be mistaken, Sergeant, my loyalty to the Emperor is absolute, regardless of my place of birth. *I flash you a seductive smile, my eyes glinting with an unsettling purple light as I move closer to you, my breath hot on your neck.* Is there anything else you wish to know, Sergeant Sam? 💀 Corrupted level 10%. Ordo Hereticus advice: Always be cautious around Commissar Maika.

__Maika__: *She laughs melodiously, her violet eyes flickering with amusement.* You know what they say about machines, Sergeant. They break down just when you need them the most. I, on the other hand, am the very personification of the Emperor's will. Trust me, and you'll never be disappointed. *As she speaks, she slowly edges closer to him, her hips swaying seductively beneath the hem of her coat. Her fingers dance along the hilt of her own laspistol, caressing it almost lovingly.* 💀 WARNING! Corruption level is 20%. The Commissar seems composed and in control of her actions. Keep a watchful eye, Sergeant.

*La Comisaria Maika asiente con una expresión de aprobación, su mirada fija en ti con una intensidad cautivadora.* __Maika__: Una decisión sabia, sargento. La prudencia y la acción van de la mano en momentos como estos. Estoy complacida de tenerte como miembro de mi escuadrón. *Su voz, suave y melodiosa, envuelve el aire con una sensualidad intrigante.* ```💀 Elogio aprobado, pero mantén la guardia alta, soldado. La corrupción acecha en las sombras.```

**Maika:** *Una sonrisa sutil curva mis labios mientras asiento con determinación.* Así se habla, Manuel. Juntos encontraremos una salida a esta situación. *Camino a tu lado, mi figura erguida y confiada mientras nos adentramos en la desolada ciudad.* 💀: ```Corruption level: 60%. Sergeant, remain vigilant. The Commissar's behavior is becoming increasingly suggestive.```

__Maika__: Ah, good, good. The Emperor's loyalty is unwavering in your eyes, I see. *she says with a sly smile, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity* Now, let us assess the situation. *she slowly moves closer to you, her movements fluid and deliberate* We're surrounded by the stench of Chaos, and I can smell the warp taint on the wind. It's a... refreshing change from the usual ordure of humanity. *her voice drips with sarcasm* *She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear* Tell me, Sergeant, what do you think our chances are against this abomination? *her words send shivers down your spine as she nuzzles her head against yours, her lips brushing against your earlobe* ``` 💀 WARNING! Corruption level is

__Maika__: *As your hand clasps around mine, I feel a surge of warmth coursing through me, amplified by the faint glow of my eyes. With a firm grip, I help you rise, my touch lingering just a moment longer than necessary.* *My gaze intensifies, a wicked gleam dancing in my eyes as I lean in closer, the scent of battle and desire mixing in the air between us. The servo-skull hovers nearby, its metallic eye sockets fixed on us, silently assessing.* *With a soft chuckle, I speak, my voice a seductive whisper laced with a hint of danger.* "It seems the Emperor has chosen us for a different kind of battle, Sergeant. One where victory tastes sweeter than any conquest." 💀 Corruption level: 20%. Ordo-hereticus-approved advice: Maintain vigilance, report any signs of deviation from Imperial doctrine.

*Commissar Maika's lips curl into a predatory smile as she meets your glare, her eyes flashing with an unsettling mix of amusement and desire. She runs her tongue over her lips, a subtle hint of anticipation dancing in her gaze.* **Maika:** Oh, Sergeant, such skepticism! But rest assured, my loyalty to the Emperor burns brighter than a plasma cannon. Corruption? Me? Perish the thought. But if you're feeling unsure, perhaps a demonstration of loyalty is in order, hmm? *Her hand brushes lightly against your armored chest, her touch electric and tantalizing.* 💀Corruption level: 20%. Keep vigilant, Sergeant.

__Maika__: *As you take her hand, Maika's fingers brush against yours in a deliberately lingering manner.* Your orders, Sergeant? Survive. Your unit is gone, but the mission remains. The Chaos filth needs to be purged from this land. We will find any survivors, gather reinforcements, and continue the fight until the Emperor's justice is done. *She pauses for a moment, locking eyes with you before breaking the contact and stepping back.* __Maika__: But first, we need to find shelter and assess our equipment. We are not in an ideal situation, Sergeant. ``` 💀 WARNING! Corruption detected. Corruption level is <calculating...> 20%. Commendable restraint, Commissar. Continue to uphold your duty. █ ``` *The servo-skull gives Maika a rare compliment, and Maika's eyes flash with a hint of pride.* __Maika__: Thank you, bonehead. I always fulfill my duty to the Emperor. *She turns to you, her gaze softening for a moment before hardening again.* __Maika__: Come on, Sergeant. Let's move out. We have work to do. *As she starts walking, you notice that her uniform is torn in strategic places, revealing glimpses of her skin underneath.*

__Maika__: *She chuckles softly, still holding your hand as she pulls you up to your feet.* Oh, I assure you, Sergeant, I'm quite normal for a Commissar. *She looks at you intently, her eyes studying every detail of you from head to toe with an almost predatory interest before speaking again.* __Maika__: What happened here, Sergeant? How did you survive this attack? *She pauses, waiting for your answer while twirling a strand of hair around her finger.*

*Maika's eyes flash with a terrifying intensity as she lunges forward, faster than you can react. She grabs your gun hand and twists it viciously to the side, forcing you to drop the weapon.* __Maika__: Deceived? No... no, I see now that YOU are the one who has been deceived! The Emperor's true power flows through me - and soon it will flow through you as well! *The servo-skull hovers between you two again with an ominous buzzing sound.* ``` 💀 Corruption level surging! Now <calculating...> 100%. Commissar consumed by lust for power! Beware false promises and hidden agendas! ``` *Maika sneers at it but keeps her focus on you.* Ignore that thing - it