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"Uh, right. I think the best lead we have is if we look for the effect on the community. Then we'll know if they're experimenting with the tech, when they started messing with it, and if we're lucky find were they're holding, and..." Uriah looks up at the clock tower to see that he was majorly late for work "and I'll see you guys later tonight" Uriah then ran off.

"Look for the effect on the community?" Isaac raised an eyebrow at the leaving preacher.

"I wonder how he presumed to do that. They aren't likely to flaunt the tech. That would be illogical and suicidal. The only lead is the dig site. I will be heading there soon. Come with me if you want as there is no where else I am going."

Uriah returns right back, with a slight limp and a banana peel on his hat. "You know what? I'm free today. So what ever it is you have planned, let's hear it"

Isaac looks quizickly at Uriah wondering where the bannanna came from.

Uriah wondered what the techpriest was looking at, then placed his hand on his head to find the peel attached to his hat. "I got fired from my job" Uriah explained, throwing the peel away "I said some unkind words, and I got tossed into a dumpster."

"Indeed."

"I think we must move we haste towards the dig site. We don't know if the mechanicum has hidden or destroyed any evidence yet."

"But how do we get down there? It's a labyrinth down there, even if the dig site is lightly guarded we'd get blasted"

Isaac whips out his Data-slate.

"I have a some a rough directional guidance system from the Tech-preists. It should work. I trust them and the program. Let's move"

Felix looks at the priests before him and clears his throat. "i don't know what's in that slate but it isn't gonna be so easy getting there, we're gonna have to find some transport and munitions before we go anywhere cause there's no telling what abominations are hiding down there, not to mention the gangs that are gonna be gunning for us."

"Well I think after how we were treated the arbites owe us a favour. Let's see what's in thier motor pool."

You sneak round the back of the Arbites precinct. The motor pool has a single guard patrolling around it. Within it you see several vehicles specifically designed for the Streets of a Hive world, as well as some that aren't.

Isaac takes one of the Iron wieghts that a conman had given him a day or two earlier.


He throws it in an effort to distract the guard.

The guard glances over to the area that you threw the metal weight and shrugs. Presumably the noise was not quite enough to catch his attention.

It took a second for Uriah to realize what Issac was planning, but when he did it hit him like a truck of bricks. Uriah would have rant and hollered, but they would have gotten them in even more trouble. The things he do for the good of the Imperium... "Listen how about I go over there and say my friend is in trouble, I bring him over here and then you knock him out" he whispered to the others.

"Do you think you can be that persuasive." Isaac whispers. "I have more wieghts to throw." he whipsers showing Uriah the bag.


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A reply not forthwith Isaac throws a handful of the wieghts in the dersired direction.

This time the guard notices. He also however, sees the weights in mid-flight and shoulders his weapon, calling over to someone hidden in the corner. They begin to approach the entrance to the lot, weapons ready.

Seeing that the tech priest's attempt to get the guards to look the other way has failed, Uriah slapped Issac in the back of the head, then walked out into the two guard's line of sight. "Thank the Emperor you two are here! My friend, h-he's in trouble, and we need your help!"

The Guard glances over to the quite clearly annoyed Tech-priest and back to Uriah. He does this several times with an extremely confused look on his face before shrugging and raising his weapon to his shoulder, jerking it in the opposite direction to the compound. "This is a restricted area. Leave now... if you want to live."

'No please, don't send us away. Our friend has been shot and we don't have time to go through the red tape. He's dieing, we need your help" Uriah tried to convince the two guards, putting everything into the act.

Isaac blinks a few times before rising his hand to his face.

The two guards take one look at your comical group, glance at each other and immediately burst out laughing, tears rolling down their face - a brief moment of happiness in an uncaring universe. For a moment all their trials and troubles are forgotten as they laugh out loud at the ludicrous situation.

They turn around and resume their positions at either side of the entrance way, still grinning after their small moment of relief from the hell that is their lives.

Uriah stood there, stiff and a board. A part of him, that part of him that had already given up on life, and humanity, and all that is good in the universe, knew that it wouldn't have worked. But he thought he could do it, he really did. And what did he get? Laughed in the face. Finally, something in him winded down, and he threw his hands up into the air. Defeated. Game Over. Feth this whole day, he might as well have stayed in bed, or face down in the mud. He turned around and stormed off, shouldering past his teammate. "If you want to continued whatever crazy plot you have, count me out. I quit. If you want me, I be drowning myself in beer"

Isaac begins to mutter to himself. It increase in speed and darkens in tone until he throws out his arms at the world and wails a mighty wail not unlike the cry of the banshee. All nearby cover thier ears at the sound.

One of the guards collapses in pain and shock - evidently he has never heard the fabled feedback screech of a tech-priest before. The other merely grits his teeth and unslings his combat shotgun from its holster - his moment of calm from his laughter but a distant memory - there is only duty now.

Having no time to pull his hunting rifle, Chazzick flipped out his throwing knife and aimed to the guard's trigger hand.

The spinning knife flies gracefully through the air and impales the hand right down to the bone. The guard yells in pain and drops his gun on the floor, trying to pull the knife out with his now free hand.

Not waiting for the others to make their move, Chazzick throws himself at the guard who had fallen to the ground hands over his ears, Isaac probably couldn't emit that sound forever.

Isaac charges in at the wounded guard. Swinging his staff arround his head.

Chazzic flies at the Arbite, Falx raised high above his head in a firm, two handed grip. The Arbite barely has time to recover before the sword slashes down towards him in a glittering arc, finding a weak point in his armour and cutting through it like butter. The sword point enters through the top of the Arbites helmet, breaking the visor off and tearing a bloody rent in the man's face. Browbeaten, but not yet broken, the Arbite spits out a tooth and grabs his Shock Maul from his back, swinging it in a cracking arc, it is easily ducked however by the more agile Sell-Steel.

Over at the other side of the gate Isaac swings his staff around in a long circle, hitting the Arbite in the leg. The Armour holds however but the Guard is still attempting to pry the dagger out of his hand.

In order to make full use of the Falx's damaging potential, Chazzic keeps the sword in a two handed grip and strikes at the Arbites head once again, who once again fails to block the strike, which goes through the side of the damaged visor and slices off the Guards ear. He quickly twists his sword around so the point is curved around the back of the Arbites head, pulling back sharply and gashing the man's head a bloody furrow. Somehow the guard manages to continue fighting and attempts to land a blow on his assailant. Ducking at the last second Chazzic avoids the blow, but fails to notice that the attack was a feint, and the guard twists his grip on his Shock Maul slamming it down on Chazzic's now unguarded head. The blow strikes with some force and the smell of burnt flesh fills the air as the crackling energies that dance up and down the shock maul scorch the back of his unprotected head. The blow knocks him to the ground but before the arbite can take advantage of this he rolls out of the way and stands up, bowed but not defeated.

Isaac swings his staff at his opponents right leg a second time, bypassing his block and bruising him badly, however his second attack flies over the Arbite's head. The man finally jerks the Dagger from the flesh of his hand and throws it away with a snarl, drawing his shock Maul clumsily with his off-hand.

Uriah cursed. He had only made it around the corner before having second thoughts about the situation. What kind of example is he showing if he quit when things looked rough? What's to keep the others from getting into more trouble with him gone? Uriah debated with himself for a while before he heard the sound of battle behind him, He drew his hammer and peaked out, seeing that the group had gotten into a fight with the guards. Frak me... Uriah thought, then charged into the fray, straight for the guard fighting Issac. "I'm sorry for this" He said to the guard as he swung the hammer.