The Grave Protocol

Alexandros paused as he tapped the digital work before him. Three weeks after the Conclave had finished, he was still knee-deep in sifting through all of the information made available to the Emperor.

At least, most of it.

He studied the phrase bothering him as he cross-referenced his extensive memory. He looked up as Malcador entered. “You called for me, High Regent?“

“I did,“ Alexandros said before reading, “What is the Grave Protocol?“

“In emergency failsafe.“

“Oh, yes, I am surprised I missed that. It is, after all, the prepared option in case of a massive Warp intrusion on Terra itself. And it is only classified by your own office. From the little I can glean, it appears to be a weapon designed to counter extremely dangerous Warp entities. That obviously does not sound like an emergency situation requiring a failsafe.“

The sarcasm was promptly ignored. “Indeed.“

Alexandros stared at the ancient counsellor. “Are you really going to keep this from me?“

Malcador was completely reticent. “Until the situation demands it.“

With a sigh Alexandros looked back down. “I don’t suppose it has anything to do with the Sisters of Silence, now would it?”

“You are welcomed to interview.”

That earned a grunt. “I have reached my headache quota for this week.” Alexandros met Malcador’s gaze. “We will return to this at a more appropriate time.”

“As you will, High Regent.” [[Category:G]]