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OOC:

Love it! Blake isn't one to show a great deal of respect to Avare, seeing as how they have basically the same status. You played it well!

Subject: Wilson
Location: Exterior
Status: Disposing of evidence.

"Copy that Sarge, standby"

Wilson checked the surrounding area, all these tall habs should muffle the sound of the explosion and make it difficult for anyone to accurately judge the distance, he gave the wire in his hand a hearty tug as he yelled, "Fire in the Hole!"

The explosion of three Iron daggers stacked upon one another was small, but did the job, reducing the hapless gangers into pate while hardly rattling the OP's windows, just as planned.

Job completed he clicked his vox, "demolitions to all Fallen Units, Alpha through Charlie is hot, i say again, Alpha through Charlie is hot. Demolitions is now re-grouping"

With that he ducked through the broken doors of the lobby and up the stairs, although the others had reported the building had been cleared he kept his flamer lit and ready, just in case.

He found the others in he room the Sergeant had designated and gave them a nod as he entered, "we might want to put a sentry in the lobby and one watching the stairs, sarge," he suggested as he slumped to the floor beside the door and rummaged in a pocket for a ration bar, "we don't want anyone one storming us like we did to these idiots."

(OOC: Psssst, hey Harrab, I think Slavro meant to set the mines on a short fuse so the mines would go off under them if anyone came and investigated, not necessarily to blow the bodies and attract more gangers to our position with noise... )

Subject: Mikal
Location: secured hab building
Status: moving to rendezvous

Mikal heard the order and gave a quick non verbal acknowledgement on the vox, quickly, he brought his servitor with the surveillance equipment up to the room and began checking it to make sure it was undamaged.

OCC. i thought he said two second fuse, that is a fuse that last two seconds, so i assumed he wanted the bodies gone, i'll wait for clarification then edit as needed.)

(OOC i knew he ment by that comon tacktic kill or wound enamy troops then rig them to exspolde when there comrads try to move them 3 way to do this one set a grande to triger when body is moved 2 set body on a land mine it will goe off when body is lefted or 3 rig a demo/c4/clamore charcage to a trip wire and run it over the body so when its disterbed it blows up. These tacktics wher used by russians ww2, vitcon and north vietmese in nam, north koreans in krea and by all abra forces in all the fighting in that "Holy" sand pit of theres.

Character: Brother Aygapus (Team Fallen)
Location: Inside building.
Situation: Making way to room 304.
“Sergeant….-is is…Bull…Comms went down…throne, that’s better. Something knocked my comms out. Operating on the assumption it was system malfunction. Ground is clear-Red Bull out.”
That last bit hadn’t really been nessercary, but Aygapus had thought it appropriate to add it anyway. If they were moving to phase two of the operation, then they’d better damn hope the area was free of gangers. Still, the ones they had encountered thus far had not been a great challenge. Aygapus sighed. A peculiar trait of his chapter was its desire to test its metal against foes of what it considered its own calibre. And, in this galaxy, the only thing that really constituted as that, were other Astartes.
Which was why the Minotaurs were so good at it.
Aygapus dismissed the troubling notion. There would be no Astartes here. It was just memories of Badab still fresh in his mind, that was all-sore wounds still open. Nothing more. Doing the High Lord’s work would clear his head. Making his way to room 304, Aygapus entered through the second doorway, just catching the end of Ronan’s statement.
“-and Furn are on their way up.”
Oh, good. Nodding to the assembled men, including the other Astartes, Aygapus adopted a similar position to Ronan and lent back against the wall in an almost conspirital manner.

Character: Avare
Location: Serenity's
Situation: Finishing clean-up

"That looks like the last of them, Interrogator." Soric nodded, his hellgun still watching over the corpses of the Yellow Dogs.

"And their leader? Dalken Bras, how is he?" Avare looked at the corpses suspiciously, none of them matched his holopicts.

"I think that's him over there." Khan answered, pointing at the body slung over the bar bench. "Though it's kind of hard to tell with most of his face missing."

"Interrogator" Soric interrupted "We've got a juvie over here. Doesn't look like a gang member, and he might bleed out from that missing hand of his. Orders?"

Avare looked at the young juvie over in the corner, he couldn't have been older that sixteen standard years. He was clutching his wound absently and seemed to be in shock. He was young, but he'd also seen everything that had happened here. The noble who had been trying to ransom the manservant back would be suspicious if word got out that an Inquisitorial team had blasted the gang apart. Word might get back to the nobility about this, and Avare couldn't afford that.
Avare glanced back at Soric. "Like I said, Trooper. No witnesses." She turned back to Khan "Dalken Bras doesn't matter. I want to know where this manservant is. Tell me everything you know."

Lord Harrab wrote:OCC. i thought he said two second fuse, that is a fuse that last two seconds, so i assumed he wanted the bodies gone, i'll wait for clarification then edit as needed.)

((OOC: That was my failed attempt at using military lingo. I actually meant to set it so when someone turns the body over, it would explode. It would be a lot less suspicious having 3 bodies and 2 half bodies, instead of a really big red mess. Sorry 'bout that!))

Character: Slavro
Location: Room 304
Situation: Waiting for team to assemble.

'Furn, third floor, fourth room. Says 304 on the door. Make it in 5, or I'll send someone to get you' said Slavro. The two marines made commendable speed getting here. Slavro offered them both a lho stick, but both refused, probably wouldn't have any effect on them anyway he thought.

Kelly was re-aranging the room in the mean time. Kelly broke a window in the darkest corner, and set up a small pile of bricks about three foot high, he rested his heavy stubber on top. Flicker spent the time searching each and every room, he left all the doors closed in the mean time, and left broken glass in front of each door, as well as the top of the stairwell.

'Once the rest of the team get here, I'll contact Avare and get our orders'

(OCC: bah, Wilson is a master at his craft, he can use a frag grenade to breach a door with hardly a whisper, or rig up several demo-charges and promethium tanks to create a firestorm from hell, if he didn't want anyone to hear him, they wouldn't, barring GM mindtricks of course. As for the Observation post Wilson is better suited to guarding it than on the lookout. So for now i'll keep him by the door of the OP, taking advantage of the quiet to nap and get some food down him. if something technical needs doing with explosives or you need him to take a turn on watch, just give him a kick)

Subject: Wilson
Location : Fallen OP
Status: Resting.

In his perch outside the door to the OP room, Wilson slept with his head on his shoulder and a hand on his flamer, using the experience of a veteran trooper in order to grab what rest he could, sentries had been placed and the Tech-priest was working his magic on their primary objective, and the mine fields had been armed, so he had felt justified in grabbing a nap.

He twiched slightly in his dream, but otherwise slept quietly and lightly, as those that didn't tended to have their throats slit while they snored.

Frun gits lost two more times do to rubble in the hablock and gits there in 5min 12 seconds

Character: Khan Blake
Location: Serenity's
Situation: Informing

Khan glanced at the various members of the Interrogator's entourage, before gesturing away from them, "Come on," He said quietly to Avare, "They don't need to know any more than they have to."
He led Avare over to a secluded section of the bar and double-checked that no one was within earshot as the man named Soric swiftly finished the wounded Juve off.
"We don't have all day Blake, tell me what you know," Avare ordered.
Khan nodded, "Alright. Two standard Terran weeks ago, the manservant noticed a stranger residing in his Lord's holiday manor. He didn't tell me the details, but the stranger was carrying an Inquisitorial Rosette."
Avare raised an eyebrow, "Go on."
He continued, "The manservant fled from the service of the Noble who had ordered the other servants to be killed in order to maintain secrecy. He sought to disappear in the underhives - blend in with the common scum here, start a new life, that sort of thing."
"Which Noble was he working for?" Avare asked.
Khan sighed. "Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find out. He was terrified out of his wits when I approached him and he was highly suspicious. I sheltered him for a single night, however when I awoke, he had already disappeared."
"Well, where did he go?"
"Later that day rumors that the Yellow Dogs had recently dragged a man into their hideout was circulating in the local gossip. I contacted some of my sources and the identity of the Dogs' prisoner was confirmed as the manservant. The Yellow Dogs wanted to ransom him back to the Noble, but they lost him in a Crimson Jackals raid yesterday. The manservant is alive, but if the Crimson Jackals don't ransom or sell him off quickly they'll certainly kill him."
Avare cursed. "You mean if we had come one or two days earlier, we would now have the manservant in our possession?" She asked rhetorically.
"'fraid so. But that's the way of the underhive; unpredictable and ever changing. Well, in that respect it's consistant."
"Spare me your musings Blake. What information do you have on the Crimson Jackels?"
Blake sighed. "Nothing good. Over the last week or so they've had a massive increase in their recruitment rate - if the observations I've made are anything to go by, we could be looking at the gang size having almost doubled. Most of the new recruits joined because the Jackals' are becoming a new super power in the underhive and want to be a part of it - they joined as soon as Jackals' vets went searching for new members. However, some were from other gangs that were following the old saying "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em," so to speak. Essentially, they've got about thirty-five cannon fodder and an additional ten to fifteen gangers."
"Great," Avare replied sarcastically.
"I also have certain.. suspicions.. about them. I fear they may be some form of heretical cult, perhaps even dedicated to the Ruinous Powers. Either that or they wish they were. They have so called 'blood trials' when inducting new members that inspires a fearsomely high mortality rate, ensuring only the most hardiest of people earn a place in their gang. Fortunately, they appear to have foregone these heretical rituals with their new recruits - for now at least."
"Heresy!" Avare hissed. "Even the slightest possibility of such evil taking root here demands immediate extermination."
"Agreed. But as you may have guessed, that won't be very easy when taking into accound the sort of numbers we may be facing. I assume you've made preparations already?"
"I have," Avare confirmed. "The rest of my team have set up an outpost overlooking the Crimson Jackals' base of operations. However we will require a very ostentatious plan of action to eliminate them and capture the manservant."
"True. But it's not all doom and gloom," Khan smiled, opening a bag that he was carrying and rummaging through it until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out an image of a squat man in his early forties and handed it to Avare.
"The manservant," Khan informed her.

Character: Avare
Location: Serenity's
Situation: Brainstorming

The holopict that Khan handed over to Avare was that of a short middle-aged man, with more weight than was appropriate for someone living in the underhive.
"The manservant." Khan confirmed her suspicions.

Avare still didn't entirely trust the informant. He had, after all, let the manservant slip right through his fingers. But that couldn't be helped now. The news about the crimson jackals was grim indeed, they were now twice as large as Avare had initially estimated they would be, even if half of them were chaff and newcomers. But time was against them, if they didn't move swfitly their lead could end up as nothing more than another useless corpse. They couldn't waste any time, the squat man on the holopict could already be dead.

"Ah frak it!" Avare cursed. "Soric, how long would it take us to reach Team Fallen's location?"

"Roughly 20-30 minutes, Interrogator." Soric replied.

"Frak!" They couldn't waste any time, Avare clicked on the commbead in her ear, the other members of Team Regent could only hear her end of the conversation.
"Slavro! Slavro, come in! Yes, change of plan. The manservant is with the Crimson Jackals. We need a snatch-and-grab operation undertakn immediately, we'll be reinforcing you in the next 30 minutes. I don't care how you get in there, just do it. No, pull back to the observation post once you grab him. With any luck we can catch the Crimson Jackals out between Team Fallen and Team Regent when they counter-attack. The manservant is a short, sightly overwieght man in his forties, though I doubt the Jackals have kept in good condition. Slavro, keep the manservant breathing. That is your first priority."

"Interrogator!" Rally interrupted.

"What?" Avare snapped.

"There's been a pick-up of Arbites activity on their channels. Two squads are en route to our position." Rally informed her grimly.

"How could they possibly know- Nevermind, how long do we have?" Avare didn't like this at all.

Rally listened to her commbead for a few seconds before responding. "They're taking a different route than us. If the muties don't slow them down, they'll be here in the next 10 minutes."

"Warp damn it!" This day just kept getting better and better. "Team Regent, move out!"

(Really behind, where am I, exactly?)

Mordoskul wrote:(Really behind, where am I, exactly?)

(OOC: That depends...you were the interrogator right? Which team were you on? If your on Fallen then we're trying to regroup at the cleared hab building that is serving as our OP, if your with Regent then you and Avare and the others have just met with the informant and are now headed in Fallen's direction...)

Subject: Mikal
Location: Observation post
Status: Preparing surveillance systems.

Mikal heard the communique on the team's channel. The words spoken made him temporarily stop what he was doing to focus on listening. After Avare's message was done, Mikal looked at the faces of those around him, some were surprised, some were apprehensive, a few were still processing the change of directive, two, namely Ronan and Aygapus just held the same expression they had had before the communique.

Mikal continued his work, setting up monitors and cogitators and other workings on the tables in the room and beginning their starting mechanisms and litanies spoken in shushed binary. He also began setting out the servo skulls and running preliminary function checks on each of the dozen he had with him.

"Hey Sparky." He heard one of the guardsmen next to Slavro say to him. "Why are you setting all that gear out? Didn't you hear? The mission has changed."

"Yes, trooper, but that does not mean that our methods must. I will obviously not be suited for a combat role, that function is meant for the others in this room. But what I do have is some high end surveillance equipment with me here. These devices can be used to find the target which we must now extract, undetected, therefore increasing our chances of success." Mikal stated in a flat tone. he turned to Furn.

"Trooper, may I see the map that you have obtained? Its contents may indeed improve our chances further by narrowing the skulls' chances for error on their errand." Mikal then picked up a large satellite dish with a tripod mount out of a box behind him and turned to Slavro.

"I require someone to place this on the roof, preferably with no objects near it that would cause signal interference. Its purpose is to widen the skulls' remote range much further than average. That is not what its specifically made to do but in theory this system should work."

Probably a stupid question, but would a deathwatch dreadnought be too OP/out of place? Otherwise I will be an Elysian drop trooper, it'd be a fun first.

Wardragoon wrote:Probably a stupid question, but would a deathwatch dreadnought be too OP/out of place? Otherwise I will be an Elysian drop trooper, it'd be a fun first.

(OOC: I can already tell you that the answer to the first question is yes, it would be completely out of place...

as for the second one, I suggest you PM EF about entering the RP before you post anything as its already started and kinda in the middle of something...)

Subject: Gaz
Location: Observation post
Status: Moving to roof

"I will take it to the roof, I will stay up there and give supporting fire with my sniper rifle. Mikal will you be staying here or going with the rest of the team?"

(after Mikal gives his answer)
Gaz took the satellite dish and moved up to the roof bolt pistol drawn. when he reached the roof Gaz set up the dish,
"Mikal the satellite is in place."
Gaz moved over to the low wall around the edge of the roof and set up aiming at the Jackals base.

Subject: Slavro
Location: Room 304
Situation: Planning for an assault

'Copy that'
Slavro turned to the assemble crowd. Gaz and Mikal volunteered to stay and provide cover.
'Kelly, stay here aswell. Any movements, report them. A smaller team would be more effective' Slavro turned to the two astrates, both stood in the dark, at the back of the room.

'Agyphus, Ronan and Wilson will provide the distraction. Draw as many of them out of the building as possible, if you stay near the OP, Gaz, Kelly and Mikal can provide cover.' Slavro turned to Wilson 'Make as much noise as you can.'
'Myself, Furn and Flicker will enter the base from the rear, grab the Manservant, and come back to the OP. Avare and her team will be here in 30.'

Kelly settled down in the dark corner he prepared earlier. He arranged various ammo boxes within easy reach. Slavro, Flicker and Furn walked out the lobby, and began to move east, along 8th street.....

Character: Furn
Location: 8th street
Situation: moving


"OH heres the map. I caint reed the damn thing. " She handed it to the Mikal as she left.

OOC:

I'd be surprised if most of us barely escape this fight without a wound.. some of us may not even return.

But as long as lots of bad guys die, we win. End of story.

Character: Brother Aygapus (Team Fallen)
Location: Inside building.
Situation: Preparing for the smash and grab.
Cause a distraction, eh? Well, that was right up Aygapus’ street. Nothing says ‘distraction’ like wanton slaughter.
“Very well.” Aygapus’ voice cut through the poorly lit room, making the team members near him start in surprise. “Do you wish our small squad to stick together, or fan out? And on the off chance that something goes wrong, what is our contingency plan.” With that, he unsheathed his knife and turned it over idly in his hand.
“By the way, sergeant, the right answer is ‘kill them all’. I’m getting bored.”

Character: Soric
Location: Serenity's
Situation: Moving out

Soric almost felt sorry for these people. He had just killed dozens of innocents, Indirectly most of them, but still. He did't like what the inquisition called 'No such thing as innocence'. Surely there were innocents, the Emperor himself couldn't have been innocent either, look at what He started. Purging innocents. Killing orks and heretics was far more fun than killing innocent people.

He pushed these thoughts away, one could never be sure if one was reading anothers mind, especially with inquisitors in the making.

He quickly moved towards the door, and checked the road. There wasn't anything suspicious, except the suspiciousness of a hive city. There were no hive cities on Ousia, it was far too low populated.

He hated it here.

'It's clear, Interogator. Are you ready to move out?'

OOC: And BAM, Scrazz has finally hit 4k.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: And BAM, Scrazz has finally hit 4k.

To 40K, ... (epic pause) ... And beyond!

Scrazza wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: And BAM, Scrazz has finally hit 4k.

To 40K, ... (epic pause) ... And beyond!

It all makes sense now! Buzz Lightyear was a Salamander/White Scars Assault Marine.

BTW, the term "Skylifter" refers to a type of Helipad utilised by the Arbites, one small enough to navigate the caverns of the underhive. They have a heavy stubber mounted on the side, and carry about 5 Arbites each. These fellas will become an annoyance soon enough.



Character: Avare
Location: Outside Serenity's
Situation: Fleeing before Arbites arrive


"Good, we can't waste any time." Avare motioned the lagging members of Team Regent forward, the Asassin had now changed out of his Yellow Ganger disguise. Avare spared a glance to the charnel house that they left behind, there were more than two dozen corpses there. The juvie in the corner was still now, a neat smoking las-wound in the centre of his forehead. Avare may have regretted the deaths of these civilians, not that they ever contributed anything useful as Imperial Citizens, but she would never hesitate to do it all again.

"For the Imperium." Avare muttered under her breath, before following the Team Regent out into the darkness of the Underhive.

Overhead, half a dozen Arbites Skylifters descended, their lights sweeping back and forth in the darkness.

Character: Soric
Location: Outside
Situation: "Holy Vrek"

Soric jogged outside, sure there weren't any threats, just like a second ago. He was wrong though, six small aircrafts were sweeping light towards them.

'Vrek!' he cursed as a light beam hit him. He shielded his eyes, before running back in the bar. He pulled Avare back in as well, she was too important to lose. Soric somewhat roughly threw Avare against an upturned table, and she grunted, a look of disgust of what he had done to here. It didn't matter now.

Heavy stubber fire was punching through the rusting metal walls of the bar. Soric ducked next to Avare, they both wondered how they would get out of this mess.

"Khan, is there any other way out of this?" Soric asked. "We're in a bit of a stalemate here!"

Suddenly the stubber fire stopped, and the buzzing sound of the nimble aircraft stopped.

"Jager, do something!" Avare yelled. "Anything!"

Suddenly a pair of cilinder like objects rolled inside the bar.

"Smoke grenades." Soric warned.

A dark and smudgy smoke filled the bar.

Moments later, 5 Arbites stormed in the bar, Rebreathers and infra red visors helmets made it easy for the Arbites to spot them.

Soric quickly put on his rebreather, and threw a flare grenade, that would hopefully shine some light in this now dark room.

Soric spotted the first Arbites, it bore a large callibre shotgun. Getting up and taking aim, Soric dropped that arbites with a single hellgun shot to the chest. The Armor piercing laser was strong enough to even penetrate Carapace Armor, and punch a clean hole in his chest.

Character: Khan Blake
Location: Serenity's
Situation: Escaping

"There's a balcony on the second floor! We can make the jump!" Khan called as he turned and ran up the nearby stairs, three steps at a time.

(I'm back... With a vengeance.)
Character: Rally Jager
Location: Bar
Situation: Stand Off

"Yes ma-am." Rally says stepping out of cover with the Riot shield in front of her, switching on the flood lights in front, then putting in her shock Maul from stun, to kill, (keeping up with the references.) "This is Proctor Jager of the Abrites 22nd, I want an explanation from you as to your failure of duty... and of faith to the Emperor of Man!" she yelled remembering the wording that the confessor yelled at her for any slip up.

((OOC Scrazza: Carapace armour does offer some protection against hellguns. It's hot-shot lasguns that have greater punching power.

Others: It's been a while since some other members have posted, excluding those that have already said they won't be able to contribute for a while. If I don't see them soon I'll be sending a PM out.))


Character: Avare
Location: Outside Serenity's
Situation: Fleeing

The Arbitor, Rally Jager, looked particularily furious that the Inquisitorial Team had been set upon by fellow Arbites. She shouted angrily, brandishing her power maul as she berated the Arbites. Khan sped up the stairway, obviously having little faith that the Arbites would have a sudden change of heart. It was now or never, Avare thought, as she stood from behind her cover, displaying her Interrogator's Rossette, and shouted.

"By the Authority of the Imperial Inquisition, I demand that you lay down your weapons and submit to Inquisitorial authority! Anything other than complete obedience is an act of treason and shall be treated as such!"

There was a slight pause, and for a moment Avare hoped that perhaps the very mention of the Inquisition had cowed them. Then Soric shouted a warning "Smoke grenades!". It was followed by a spray of Executioner rounds that splattered across the bar, one clipping Avare's flak pauldron as she hastily ducked down.

"Throne damn it! Team Regent," Avare swore as she followed Khan up the stairs "Put your rebreathers on now, and fall back to the second level."

She got up just in time to see Khan diving off the balcony. It was too dark to see where he landed, but she heard the "Oof!" as something broke his fall. Behind her, the rest of Team Regent ascended the stairs, firing back at the pursuing arbites, who advanced more carefully now that one of their own had been put down by Soric's well aimed shot.

"Hurry up!" Avare snapped. "We'll lose them in the back-alleys, then make our way to the Observation Post. Move sharply now!"

Taking a few steps back from the balcony's edge, Avare made a quick prayer to the Emperor that something soft was down there before she leapt out into the darkness.

((ooc, got a few issues in RL which have been causing problems so I would have only posted gak before now))

Character: Brother Ronan, Team Fallen
Location: Heading to the Gangers hideout
Situation: Making a noise

Brother Ronan pushed off from then wall, his Boltgun swinging up and being clasped by his other hand as he walked out the room "We'll be right back" he said as he walked out, followed by Aygapus who said nothing further and Wilson who followed the two Astartes.

The three men walked quickly down the stairs of the building and out one of the doors towards the gangers hideout, being careful not to trip any mines that placed. As they walked out into the open Ronan looked to Aygapus, it was all that needed between them to know what each other was thinking as they both crept closer to the hideout, using dumpsters as cover.

Ronan looked over to Wilson, who had already cottoned onto the idea and followed suit, taking cover behind a wrecked vehicle. Seeing they were all in cover Ronan nodded to Aygapus, who leant out of cover, spying a barrell and with accuracy that only Astartes had, shot the barrel with his bolt pistol, causing it to rupture and explode with a loud bang as the flamable liquid inside caught light.

As the explosion died down, they could already hear shouts of alarm, and almost in unison the three men leant around their cover, weapons drawn and ready to open fire. "Slavro, we will attempt to keep them distracted if you press the advantage and get a team inside the building to where the manservant is located, we will join you as soon as we can to cover the extraction ... agreed?"


((ooc, if I'm going against the storyline please pop me an PM so I can make edits, my brain has gone to gak because of RL))