"We don't break. We are the imperial guard,"

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(One week later- Pride Ring, IMP city)

Frost sat on top of a rooftop leaning on the edge while lifting his lighter to the Lho-stick resting in his mouth. The light burnt the tip of the Tacbgrass-wrapped recreational drug that many of the astra militarum use from high officers to the lowly grunts.

It tasted awful like a piece of bad burnt grox meat but it was soothing to the mind letting the warbeast relax his senses for a moment. Emperor wouldn't blame him for letting himself take a moment to himself for the fact he has not found any traces of his other fellow warbeasts.

Hells, he still doesn't remember what happened that caused him to be in this strange ass hive world. From what he could gather this place was anything but usual, from technology that would give a tech priest a heart attack at how heretical most of it was. Machine god forgave him for him having to use some of it, he simply wished not to cause any more unwanted attention. The attention he already has on him almost made him snap at a few of these abhuman mutants.

Dog.

Mutt.

Ally waste.

And his favorite 'Freak'...

How he wishes to be an inquisitor to judge this entire world to the cleansing flame of exterminatus. 

Only if this world had a working astropath beacon!

By throne they don't even have a vox system... or at least not one that wasn't named after one of these so-called 'overlords' that the natives both respect and fear.

Taking another drag of his Lho-stick the warbeast leaned back slightly before taking a deep exhale letting smoke roar from his nostrals. Popping his neck the soldier of the imperium leaned back forward and readied to take another drag only to stop at the moment of something vibrating in his belt. Confused he reached for the seal pouched opening it and pulling out the device that Crimson gave him.

Looking at the screen Frost saw a strange series of numbers on the screen along with a red and green duo of buttons. The warbeast saw a few abhuman mutants use these a few times prier so if he could guess it was a comms device, so Frost tapped the green button bringing it to his head.

"Hi?"

"Hello~!" Flinching at the female voice that came over the device, Frost looked back and then put it back to his ear.

"Who is this?" The voice gasped slightly at Frost's response.

"You don't recognize my voice? No offense babe but I'm hurt," Grabbing the Lho-stick from his mouth Frost took a breath with smoke from intake of burnt herbs.

"Well I apologize for not being familiar with your voice but can I ask who the name of who I'm speaking to?" Frost answered to where his response was answered with a giggle.

"Quite the gentleman aren't you Fluffy?" Frost's ear twitched under his helmet at that but the voice continued. "Name's Verosika Mayday baby. Perhaps you heard of me?"

Frost shrugged not recognizing the name.

"Sorry, but I do not. Although many say I've been quote 'living under a rock' so that could be why," Frost answered which was heeded by another amused laugh.

"Cute. But I have to ask is this the same Frost that a certain Imp boss hired to do some... what was it 'rat-cleaning?' gotta to be sure I have the right number," Frost stopped halfway through another drag followed by quickly exhaling and darting his eyes to the phone.

"What if this is? Do you have ties with the 'problem'?" Frost asked which the voice simply hummed in his ear.

"No, but our local resident of greed has been talking about such big things. Saying Frost had given him the keys to open up new business assets and I've wanted to see if this 'exterminator' is willing to open up for different work opportunities,"

"Such as?" Frost asked Lho-stick almost burnt out completely.

"Let's say I need a new 'personal private security contractor' if you would," Verosika spoke while speaking to the warbeast. "The last one to fill that position had allowed an 'Ex' of mine to slip by after blowing him off with my personal card... both literally and figurately,"

"Uh-huh," Frost sighed thinking for a moment.

The money Crimson had given him had lasted him this previous week with transport fees which even he knew were overpriced, plus his rations were running low and the money wouldn't last forever. Along with that, he had no clear trail on any of his other brothers so he would have to find some form of work to get by.

And here was his golden opportunity.

"So after that, I went looking for new help and I was thinking of hiring another hellhound but after the 'rat-instant' and Crimson speaking highly of a hellhound name Frost I decided to call in a favor to get his number," Mayday spoke which Frost nodded. "So what about it... will Frost be interested,"

Thinking for a moment the warbeast nodded.

"Have any place in mind?" Frost swore he heard the lady smile over the other line.

"Lust ring. My place I'll let Carlos know you coming,"

"Sounds good,"

"Great see you soon Frosty~" Hanging up Frost raised his brow at the device in his hand.

'That's a... a new one,'

Taking the last drag of his Lho-stick Frost flicked the bud away as he placed his mask back on.

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(Lust ring)

There have been times when Frost finds himself in an area on a world such as this, mostly on the higher levels of a hive spire, and once while he and his brothers were temporarily stationed on a pleasure world.

'Red light districts' if Frost recalled correctly.

Places, where one can indulge in the pleasure of the flesh, could lead to... the reason he was in that pleasure world. Still has dreams of that poor sap being forced and misshapen into a living muscle instrument.

This place was such a place however he couldn't see a single trace of taint here, at least not the chaos kind. However 'Verosika Mayday' had chosen quite the lively place to live Frost could give her that much but she was lying about this 'security' task she told him about and had something else planned she'd find him unwilling to be a personal abhuman 'exotic' plaything.

Pushing the double doors open to the house the warbeast entered the doorman 'Carlos' bowed his head and went back to his post allowing Frost to no longer need to evade looking at the revealing outfit that mutant had. Looking up the warbeast was amazed by the designs of the interior a lot of precious metals that were inlayed with the structure and how... pink the whole place was.

Snapping his head in the direction of laughter the warbeast walked forward upon entering a new room he narrowly caught an object thrown in his direction. The laughter stopped as he moved his head to look away from the object he just caught.

"Uhhhhhh... who dat?" One of the humanoids asked while Frost could feel his face heat up under his mask.

These abhumans despite being mutants were very... applying to the eye.

One of the pink skined females pushed her glasses up and smiled at the sudden appearance of Frost while whipping the remains of drink from her lips while holding a vox device of somekind.

"Well sluts that is our new hire,"

The eyes of the group were all on him as if he were a nice juicy grox steak.

"I dunno... he's got straight legs not like other hellhounds,"

"I don't know Coco I wonder what kind of eye candy is hiding under that wrapper of armor,"

"Was thinking the same thing Niki,"

"What's with the mask though?"

"Think it's a fetish of his?" Some of the group laughed while Frost kept his anger in check.

Verosika from what Frost could guess walked forward to him while the two just looked at one another. Place a gloved hand on his armored chest she glided her hand up his armored breast to his collar bone, Frost stopped her by gently grabbing her wrist yet something about her eyes.

"Come on baby how can I hire someone without seeing their face?" Frost was hesitant, letting her go.

Yet he reached for his mask and loosened the lock followed by the straps to go limp and the rest of the helm to be removed with the mask. The one in front of him went wide-eyed at the sight of his stained eyes and tired face.

His ears naturally stretched at being free once again unknownly the actions of his to cause what happens next.

"AWWWWWWWW~!" 

'What?'

"You are so cute!" Grabbing his neck in her arms Verosika pulled him into an unexpected hug rubbing her cheek against his.

FT-2424 in his entire life has been ridiculed his entire existence for his abhuman nature but never once in a million cycles would he expect such 'affection' from someone before.

"H-hey!"

The pink-skinned lady let him go only to grab his cheeks and fluff them.

"Look at you! Such soft fur! And your eyes! I have never seen a hellhound with blue eyes! Look at your little ears they're so adorable!" 

"I'm not some animal you can oogel- ah!" Veroskia gently placed her gloved hand under his neck and stratched causing the war beast to groan at the sudden comforting touch.

Feeling the hand move to his ears Frost grumbled slightly not happy at this physical touch but at the same time not wanting it to stop. Finally, she rubbed his head causing him to not notice his tail wagging.

Pulling back after her fluffing his fur the warbeast was going to about to speak his mind but the lady was already touching his arm again.

"How heavy is all this stuff you wearing?"

"I- ma'am look I thought this was a job for security of some sort, not some chance to touch me," Frost interjected to which Vorsika laughed.

"Playing hard to get? Ha. Sorry baby but you are something I had never seen before I couldn't help myself," Clearing her throat she looked up at him. "So about the job really... you seem like a good fit for it you want it or not?"

"This is about the-"

"Private security deal yep. Basic stuff just keep the freaks away from me and don't slack off simple yeah?" Veroskia explained. "I'll pay you eight hundred a week with all the benefits what you say?"

"Just guarding you?"

"Pretty much,"

"HEY! I thought you said-" one of the pink-skinned males spoke Veroskia raised a finger up silencing the one who interrupted the conversation.

"So how about it? Deal?" The hirer asked holding her hand out to Frost who looked down at her hand weighing his opinions before relenting.

"Deal,"

"Sweet... but we need to get you a make over babe. I love your white fur but it's missing something what you sluts think?"

"Wait now-"

"We need work on his outfit the armor might scare away our fans!"

"Ohhhh he definitely needs a fur trim!"

"How about we dye some of his fur? Like something to match those pretty blue eyes of his!"

"Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!"

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Welp... one job to another. At least till he gets some trail about his kin.

This chapter is more light-hearted than the last one hope you enjoyed it.

Now the events of the timeline are starting to line up with the main line but Frost is taking Vortex's place. He already helped Crimson which already shook up the whole thing whereas now the Imp boss has new lines for income which resulted in alternating that one episode with Chaz and Moxxie but not by much.

Greed is 'good' after all.

Man, I could make a Spider-Man 2099 joke but I wouldn't do too many of those.

-Later-

Now to end this with more light heartedness... my inspiration behind V petting Frost:

https://youtu.be/s_Q2_tirnz8