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Today was a big day in your career, you can't help but think.
You were currently back in the capitol, your ship in low orbit and waiting for your return as you made planetfall. You had just come off of the heels of a rather successful campaign of ridding the solar system of another band of space faring pirates who preyed on shipping between Kaldia and Senfris, one of Kaldia seven moons. You had been tasked with finding their base on the moon and eradicating them and their flotilla of cobbled together ships, including even some capitol class vessels, but in the end you had hid them all without a single casualty of your own thanks not only to your superior technology, but your superior thinking as well. You had even gotten a fair amount of captives to enjoy. But now you had a summons from High Fleet Marshal Alex Invictus himself, the effective Emperor of the Imperium in all but the actual word itself, and that was only because he liked the ring of his rank far more then Emperor.
You walk through long and drafty hallways of a large palace of Steel and stone, tastefully decorated without another soul in sight as you walk forward. Quickly enough you come to doors of his 'office'. You knock, and the door opens, revealing a massive room decorated in gold and other precious metals. A large pool dominates the center, with several others lining the sides of the room on various raised platforms. Their nude women everywhere, lounging or pleasuring each other with soft moans, as well as numerous Imperial Guard clad in heavy powered armor wielding advanced heavy weapons, standing still as statues despite the sights around them. On the opposite side of the room you see the admittedly gorgeous form of Alex himself, drinking from a glass of no doubt near priceless wine as various women lay around his feet, giving you svelte looks as you approach. He wears nothing unsurprisingly, as it allows him to get head from a sexy blonde woman as brunette pleasures her. The others are content to merely look good for now, letting their master look at various holographic data as he is pleasured, idly flicking his free hand to change his feed.
"Ah. Madam Admiral Du Carte. Please do come in.", he says, eyes looking toward you for a moment before he does something with the holographic display. Likely send some orders somewhere. "And please, feel free to make yourself... comfortable.", he says, looking you over. You are quick to note that other then the guards, your are the only person in the room wearing clothing, skin tight though it may be under your admiral mantle and its hanging satin flags.