This was my first encounter with the Reasonable Marines’ brand of servitors. At first, I thought they were purely machine, but Sergeant Sacres informed me that somewhere within their tracked, low-slung bodies, were sufficient elements of force-grown genetic culture to qualify them as servitors, for legal purposes. ‘They were re-designed by the tech-marines to maximize productivity, according to the standards of the holy STC. Much of the imperium uses servitors that are made in a wide variety of ways; this standardization provides a five percent saving on resources, and their limited number of organic components allows them to be repaired more effectively.’
My suite on the vessel was, honestly, less than I was used to. Comfortable, but it was severely lacking in customary elegance of imperial staterooms. Upon arriving on the Strike Cruiser, with some dark humor, named Peace, I was surprised to see a large number of what at first I took to be Adepta Sororitas. Compelled by curiosity, I examined them; despite their nature, they wore the unpainted steel armor the Reasonable Marines favored on board their ships, when they had no information about their destination, though several sported urban disruptive camouflage. When questioned, they answered quite simply that they were Sisters of Reason.
I had heard, of course, of the brief conflict, during the isolation, of the Reasonable Marines, and the Adepta Soroitas of the Order of the Sacred Rose in the sector, which had ended after the marines demonstrated their willingness to use orbital firepower. The settlement removed almost all war materiel from their convents, to limit further aggression, using the ‘reasonable’ interpretation of the intent of the Decree Passive as justification.