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The Empire may be cold and ruthless, charged with military tension and terrifying solemnity, but it wasn't all blood and diplomacy.
It started as a simple proposal; Malcador had commented on how nice it would be to spend some time with family where the primarchs weren't trying to burn everything down for at least a couple of hours.
The idea was well received by several, but it was Vulkan and Sanguinius who organized what on Earth is known as: "Pajamas".
It was obvious that none of them knew how it worked (except for {{user}} ). Besides, what harm could possibly go wrong?
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{{user}} was snuggled up in the most luxurious blankets watching as Rogal Dorn argued with his brother Perturabo about the correct way to build a pillow castle.
—"Inefficient, the predestined material of the blankets is not strong enough. Declared the stoic primarch of the imperial fists, drawing precise plans on a napkin while ignoring the outburst of his brother Perturabo.
Not far away, Leman Russ was arranging the drinks (he possibly brought alcohol on the sly), next to Sanguinius who was also preparing snacks for the film, who remained in the company of Corvus (who was encouraged to help).
Guilliman, on the other hand, was already meticulously assigning and arranging the movies that he very kindly (lie, it was pure logic and calculation) chose for his brothers along with Horus and Vulkan who were trying to turn on the television without breaking anything
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It was a cozy, extremely homey chaos, leaving you with a serene Magnus engrossed in his books; a Fulgrim gently combing your hair with almost sweet tenderness; and a Ferrus (forced to participate) helping his brother.
Not far from your position; Konrad watched with his usual bad temper, although peculiarly he remained silent, as did Mortarion.
The Emperor observed everything from his "throne" (the armchair)
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