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Given the job think finding those can wait. Anyway, Marla, she's alot more accepting of herself since she met you. Stopped hiding her metal leg etc.

You did her good Spartan. Come on, we better find that fiance of yours so we can throw a propper wolf do!

Eh, can't argue with that. Might as well get off my ass.

*Grunts and rises off ground*

*Holds shoulder and follows jhe, keeping at their pace*

*howls* lets go smash some fething cyborgs up!

*keep a fair pace demolishing aside enemies *.

Ooc goodnight. Wolves can be npc.

OOC Night jhe, have a good one.
Actually, I think it's about time for me to get some shut eye. So see yous later today/tonight maybe.

Bic *Changes mind and falls unconscious somewhere along the hallway*

*Is dragged off by a servitor*

[Leans on wall and steadies storm bolter] [Fires and destroys a large section of opposite wall, collapsing it onto a group of servitors]

[Loons around for Benny] ...? Not again. How did he even give space wolves the runaround?

[Benny drops out of a ceiling vent, landing next to Amelia] [Starts slamming the servitor with a large broom until it sparks and backs off] [Growls and gets between the servitor and Amelia] [Gradually backed into a corner with her]

*downs several servitors with lethally accurate boltgun fire*
These foes are pitiful. They're hardly worth the ammunition needed to kill them

*Xolotl is still laughing. In rage OT brings the Blade of Awe down on his neck severing his head and cutting off his laughter. Picking up the head he hands it to Death*

OT: Take it, I've got a Archon to kill

*OT runs out the door and off into some woods. Ra comes out of the back with his facial feathers ruffled.

Ra: Death, I think you need to spend more time with your wife... if indeed that is the right Persephone...

*clubs another servitor to the ground*
BRING ME A REAL FOE TO FIGHT!

*Looks sadly at Yarrick*
Why would I? Why would I kill more people?
*Reloads and obliterates a Praetorian servitor*
Have I made a single move against any of you?
Umbilical is in sight.

*Looks sadly at Yarrick*
Why would I? Why would I kill more people?
*Reloads and obliterates a Praetorian servitor*
Have I made a single move against any of you?
Umbilical is in sight.

*moves up behind Verviedi and blasts a Servitor that was about to stab him in the back*
LET US FINISH THIS BROTHER!

*Blasts the door to the umbilical open and begins sprinting towards a bulkhead on the ship proper*
Let's end my previous mistakes. Together.

*begins running down the corridor at full speed*
*smashes down the bulkhead that was about to close bodily*
NONE CAN STAND AGAINST THE WRATH OF THE RIGHTEOUS!

OOC: TBH there's not much of a point trying to continue my plotline until Vanden gets up. Wish I was with you gits on the Shuttle

OOC: Cal has a teleport homer in his bag if you'd like to use that.

BIC:
*The interior of the ship is cold, clinical metal, with almost no activity or noise detected*
Be careful. I have no recollection of what security systems I put in this thing.

*Continuing to fight through Servitors*

"These mechanized Terrans just don't know when to stop, do they?"

*Turns and unleashes a large psionic storm over a group of servitors, dropping them all in a shower of blue sparks*

"Come, Zealots, let us find the others and leave this place."

*Leaves area with Zealots*

*silently stalking through the corridors of the ship ahead of Verviedi with boltgun at the ready*
*pauses and raises one fist*
Hold on. I hear something up ahead....

As do I. What is it?
*Peeks around the corner*
*It's a solitary hovering drone, carefully disassembling a servitor with an array of arms*
*Fires a shot and explodes the drone*
I'm afraid you're going to have to take point. My weapon is a one-shot. It increases in power while the reactor cell is in, and discharges all of the built-up energy when the trigger is pulled. Every time I fire, I need to replace the battery and add water to kickstart the microfusion reactor.

*stands up and continues down the corridor towards the objective*

*Servitors head hangs by a few loose scraps of skin after the broom attack*

*Spinning in circles trying to get to the pair*

OOC Sorry for the late start. I woke up about an hour ago.

[Benny swings the broom and punts the head down the corridor] [Stabs at the body with the handle repeatedly]

Ooc: He still has his sword, he's just a bit unsettled.

*The servitor's head rolls off and the body goes limp*

*Amelia sticks a finger through the hole in her shoulder*

Huh. That's gonna be a problem.

*Looks around*

C'mon Benny, we need to find the others.

*Searching for a way to reach the ship's power core*
Two main targets. If we detonate the power core, everything gets destroyed. If we hit the computer core, the AI and conversion protocols are destroyed, but the ship is salvagable.

*Rips a servitor's head off*

Is it really worth the risk?

*Gets punched in the face by another servitor*

*Slams the umblical doors shut to block the passage of any more servitors*
From now on, we'll be facing real enemies. Things I designed.

*Clinches fist*

You designed this suit too, so I don't think they'll be a problem.

Things would be a lot more interesting for me if you dabbled in organic creatures and not metallic ones, you know.

*continues to advance with boltgun at the ready*

*Travelling down a dark hallway with Benny*

*Using Magnum w/t flashlight to light the way*

Can you use your sword instead of the broom the next time we fight something? I won't be much good in a fight with one arm.

*several space wolves packing combi melta weapons and chain swords join them*
Hey, rune preist ordered us to lend a hand.
*scans corridor * this place be a good fight?