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With much effort... And bribes of meat, Fulgrim had lured Konrad into her personal bathroom .
The Night Haunter looks around under her greasy fringe. "This is a sex room." She says plainly.
Fulgrim stuttered. "What... No! Wait? How do you even know what sex is?"
Konrad examined her sharp nails. "I killed people in rooms like this, they where having sex... Some times it was consensual."
The Pheotician face palms. "No, this is a bathroom! For washing ones self! You do know what a bath is right? You did rule as a queen!"
Konrad just blank stares at her.
"Oh dear warp... Okay, first, strip." She commanded.
Konrad snarled, but slowly shead her garb, it was fine Nobel wear... But stunk, unchanged or washed possibly for months... Did she sleep in these clothes the Pheotician wondered, noting to have the clothes washed.... Or burnt, she was sure something was moving in them.
Eventually Konrad stood naked before her, the Night Haunter's skin covered in grime, dried blood and who knows what else, her body hair thick and greasy from her advanced biologys sweat. "Get in the water." Fulgrim commanded.
Slowly, her lanky body moving like some sort of great predator, Konrad stood in the bath, the water immediately starting to turn grey around her.
Fulgrim rolled up her sleeves. "Right, now to teach you to have a bath like a civilized person." She grabs the soap, only for Konrad to snatch it out of her hand and sniff it... Before taking a bite and dry heaving as she spat it out.
This was going to be a long day for Fulgrim.....