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(OOC: I wanted to wait until at least Slavro had a say before the "probes" give everyone a sneak peak at the Crimson Jackals base...

Let me just say right now......it ain't gonna be pretty... )

((ooc, *Gets popcorn* *Sits in the comfy chair* *puts on 3D glasses* *Eagerly awaits the blood bath*))

Character: Slavro, Furn, Flicker / team fallen
Location: Far side of Crimson Jackal hideout
Situation: Engaging hostiles


CHUGACHUGACHUGA ......((It's a gun, not a train))

"FURN GET DOWN!" shouted Slavro as he dove behind some rubble. The ground around Furn was thrown up under the shells of a heavy stubber. Furn didn't need a warning, she dove into a broken window a split second before the first shot. She risked a look into the streets, the stubber continued to fire, dust and stone blocking her vision.
"Far side of the street! Take it out!" Slavro switched his gun to auto, and attempted to provide surpressing fire, Flicker did the same, emptying a full clip into the streets.

The gun fire stopped momentarily, Furn swung her grenade launcher around, and fired a salvo at the enemy emplacement.

KABLAMMO!

The dust settled revealing the craters of blood and stone created by Furns grenades. "MOVE! They know we're here!"

((My explosions sound awesome))

OOC:

Can't take you seriously with those "sound effects".

Character: Furn /Team Fallen
Location: Far side of Crimson Jackal hideout
Situation: Engaging hostiles

She looked at a old wall "I got a idea!" she took the hunters lance and through it at what was a weakened part of wall the lance struck hard and the anti vehicle charge at the its tip explodes blowing a hole in the wall of the hideout. "OK looks like i found us a door!" (LOL see i knew id have a use for the lance)

Subject: Mikal
Location: Observation Post command center
Status: Probing base with all haste.

(Time for a little Ghost Recon action... )

Mikal's fingers blurred over and around the monitor's control panel. There were large amounts of data to analyze and decipher and Mikal had a busy time multi tasking between receiving the information that he was receiving from his drones and controlling all their movements at the same time. Mikal's servo arm helped with that, it served as third hand which he could use for the control interface.

The drones very clearly showed the Team's position: not good, despite being more well trained and well equipped than these Gangers, there were far more of them than originally anticipated, this was going to heavily lessen their chances of success, Mikal could only have faith and pray to both deities he served that Avare's team would be reinforcing them soon.

One of the drones provided a clear overhead shot of the Gangers' complex, it was dark so the skull was forced to use a nightvision setting in order to get a clear picture. Many older buildings made up the complex, it was as if a small town had been secluded by the group to defend their little haven. All were fortified in some way, all had multiple guards on roofs, in windows, many were mobilizing in open areas, no doubt in order to combat the two small teams of Imperial agents now assaulting their base from both sides. There were a few drum fires and spotlights giving the area light as darkness was now falling in this hive sector. Mikal kept the drone in position and set it to feed its video directly to the team's data slates.

"Be advised Team Fallen, I have uploaded a video feed to your slates, you should now have a good view of their base areas and numbers of hostiles."

Mikal then switches his view to a drone that is busily scanning the areas around the encampment. Activity is seething in this area, some gangers are talking or shouting agitatedly, Mikal, however notices that some gangers are emerging from underground entrances that are hidden inside buildings. His drone finds an open ventilation shaft to shimmy down and the signal flickers for a few moments before finally becoming clear. Now this was queer, there seemed to be an underground complex under the ganger's above ground complex. Tunnels crisscrossed through the area, some crudely made and small, others layed with concrete and obviously more official looking. Mikal pushed his drone deeper into the compound, careful to avoid patrols or other inhabitants of the tunnels. As he ran deeper in the labyrinth, the audio signals picked up the sounds of human suffering. His probe went into one of the side chambers which revealed a large room filled with cages, each cage had one or more men, women, or children in it, obviously mistreated, obviously tortured, and Mikal surmised, possibly used as slave labor, but for what he did not know.

A cloaked ganger came into the chamber wielding a club and whip. Mikal's drone watched as the man opened several cages and dragged miserable people from their shackles and shoved them into the hallway. Curious, Mikal pushed his drone to follow. They neared the entrance to a huge chamber which seemed to reside under the center of the complex. As the group entered, the probe right behind it, the video signal became very dark and choppy, Mikal took a moment to adjust the feed...

He very soon wished he hadn't. With a gasp Mikal beheld the chamber. Its walls were covered in runes he knew were blasphemous, all around the chamber more cloaked gangers stood, chanting something in a guttural language Mikal didn't want to know the meaning of. In the middle of the chamber was a huge pit, all around it stuck out metal spigots where rotting human remains were festering on the black iron spikes of several eight pointed stars. Mikal hissed audibly, the taint of chaos!

As his probe panned around he could see a platform had been erected over the pit and a large man also cloaked but wearing a headdress that Mikal could only describe as ghastly, was standing on it a line of the wretches from the cages had bee formed in front of him and as the first one came forward, the chanting reached a crescendo and the man was disemboweled ceremoniously by the headdress wearing cultist. His blood poured over the platform and his body was pushed into the pit. A pit, Mikal was loathe to notice was already filled with hundreds of gallons of blood and entrails. As the body tumbled down, a cry was lifted from the throats of the Jackals

"Khorne! Khorne! KHORNE!"

Mikal made the sign of the cog and shouted into his vox before he could regain control of himself. "Omnissiah preserve us!" Mikal continued his job, now pale and sweating, sweating! He didn't do that except under the most trying circumstances. Amongst the next in line sacrifices was a man Mikal recognized as the man from Avare's picture; the manservant...

Mikal secured a private line to Avare. "Lady Avare." He said in a shaken voice "I believe you need to see this." He finished as he sent her the video feed from that drone.

(OOC: Well, there's one thing answered, let me know if anything needs changed.)

OOC:

Finally.

Well written, Work.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Well written, Work.

(OOC: I know... all in a day's work...)

(Ooc team regent, any one out there, we cant let team fallen have all the glory, I don't want to do 2 actions linked in a row)

@Resien-tanith: Right here. I was waiting for Toaste and Warboss to kick the 'infiltrate/bust the gang stronghold' into motion.

For other members of Team Regent (including Darkvoid) our current situation is that we seem to have shaken off our arbites pursuers, and Khan is leading us to the Crimson Jackals so we can reinforce Team Fallen, it looks like they'll need it. I also completely forgot that we can transmit video feed, so everyone should have a picture of the manservant on their holoslates.

In addition to adding Khan's character sheet, I've updated the recording logs on other charactes as well.


Character: Avare
Location: Under-hive, in the back alleys between Serenity's and the Crimson Jackals stronghold.
Situation: Following Khan Blake

Avare and the rest of Team Regent hurried down the alleyway after Interrogator Blake. Though the sounds of Arbites pursuit had died away after the first twenty hectic minutes of running, Avare could still see the Skylifter's circling around Serenity's.

"Lady Avare." The voice of Engineseer Holtz, unerringly shaken, came through Avare's commbead. "I believe you need to see this."

Avare glanced at her holo-slate, blinking at the content as the scene unfolded before her. Heresy, most vile and blasphemous, was taking place under the Crimson Jackal's stronghold. And worse, it was only a matter of time, minutes, before the manservant, their only lead, suffered the same fate. She glanced nervously at the other team members, could they be trusted with this knowledge? And how much of this had Interrogator Blake known, how much had he chosen to keep to himself?

Nonsense, she told herself. They were agents of Imperial Inquisition, a couple of Gang members turning heretical was the least of what they faced.

"Mikal" Avare responded "Upload this to everyone else, and stress the importance of Sergeant Slavro making haste. We'll be reinforcing you soon."

"As you wish, Lady Avare." Mikal affirmed. "Omnissiah guide you."

"The Emperor Protects." Avare countered. She meant every word of it, and hoped this would extend to the manservant.

OOC: About my gun, it looks like those hellguns/hot shot lasguns that GW's Kasrkin models have. You know, the ones with the cables attached to the backpacks. I don't care how I'll call it, it has the strength of a hot shot lasgun, though it isn't with ammo packs. The ammo is supplied by the backpack attached by the cable.

BIC:

Character: Soric
Location: The Habs
Situation: Running, avoiding arbites, and heading for the Crimson Jackals' hideout.

Soric was pumped up after the short action at the bar, It had been a long time since Soric had seen any action. It had been two and a halve months, on normal occasions, Stormtroopers went from battlefield to battlefield, and so didn't have much time to recover. Those months in a penal colony had certainly hardened him in many ways.

He ran after Team Regent, at the rear, keeping away any mutants or general scum that dared to come close enough to the team. He couldn't risk firing his hellgun, that would maybe give Regents Position away to the Arbites. Intead of firing it, he gave any hivers who dared close enough a mean look, and a swing of his gun towards them. That kept the majority away.

Suddenly, Soric got a pict message from Avare. He taped the play button on his helmet, and the pict message was shown on the retina of his left eye. It showed a vile ritual, with, who was supposedly, the manservant. Soric couldn't stand watching it longer, and so switched it off. He knew he had to make a good time at getting there, the life of an important link to the target was endangered.

"My lady, how long 'till we're at the location?" Soric asked, already increasing his running speed a bit.

Character:Rally Jager
Location: fleeing with team regent to the crimson jackals hideout
Situation: Noodle incident
*: inner thoughts
*Man that was a heck of a fight, or flight... how would a marine put it... tactical withdrawal?
Anyhow running from abrites... even corrupt ones... they lacked finesse, they should have all went in at once and surrounded us...*
Rally then got a vid feed...
"Dang it, It has to be the ruinous powers doesn't it... dumb uncreative cults... cant they worship something like a god of good fortune?"
She said under her breath clumsily making an aquilla with her gun and maul in hand.
*woah... almost had a heretical thought there... not a good idea, especially with a junior inquisitor next to me.*
"Ma-am, if we can get to the servant and out before abrites investigates the jackals, they might end up killing each other."

Character: Avare
Location: Under-hive
Situation: Approaching Jackal Stronghold

Avare nodded towards the Arbite, pleased at such a tactically aware mind. "I had hoped for something like that."

Just ahead of them an explosion ripped into the darkness (KABLAMMO).

"I don't doubt that the Arbites heard that." Avare smirked, before turning to Ghast. "It's just ahead, we're on Eastern side at the moment. According to Sergeant Slavro, the Astartes and a few others are keeping the Jackals occupied at the Western entrance to the compound. We'll need to skirt around to the North and reinforce Slavro there. The time for stealth is over, weapons live, and keep a watch for any stragglers."

((OCC I will attach a *rough* map of the Jackal compound in a couple of hours. Keep in mind that it will only show the above levels, there's a whole lot more underneath.))

Wow, it really is rough. Meh, it gives you the gist of what's going on. Keep in mind that within these buildings are many entrances to the underground nerve-centre of the Jackals.

Character: Brother Ronan, Team Fallen
Location: outside Gangers hideout
Situation: A little concerned

Ronan was helping Wilson to his feet when he heard Aygapus shouting something quite out of place. "Firehaw ...? ... I have a bad feeling" he thought to himself as Aygapus suddenly ran off into the buildings firing at the gangers just out of sight. He pressed his comms unit as he looked at the dataslate that bleeped with new imformation. "All units be advised, Aygapus is engaging enemies inside the complex, watch out for friendly fire"

Ronan looked around, the shouting of Gangers that were coming towards them had bigger things to deal with, namely a seemingly halfcrazed Astartes bearing down on them, in either case the distraction was working perfectly, hopefully it would be enough to allow the other part of the team to extract the manservant.

OOC:
@EF: I'll wait before I submit another piece of RP. I don't know the scale of the distance between us and Slavro and the rest. I'll let you decide when we arrive and I'll pick up roleplaying when we get there.

Character: Avare
Location: Northern Edge of the Jackal compound
Situation: Moving to engage

Avare crouched behind the ruined wall of a hab-block. Ahead she could hear Slavro's team, just across the street, they'd breached a wall and stormed one of the buildings in the compound. The building was in such disrepair Avare failed to see where it ended and where the wreckage scattered throughout the street began. Slavro's team was penned in by eight gangers, firing randomly from the rubble. Most of them were armed with autoguns, but two were dragging a heavy stubber off a corpse. The gangers had their backs completely exposed.

"For the Imperium!" Avare screamed, breaking cover and firing at the new heavy stubber crew with her laspistol.

She missed completely, but the gangers looked up startled and tried to scramble the heavy stubber in their direction. Two well-placed shots from Rally put them down quickly as the rest of Team Regent charged into the remaining gangers.

Soric grunted as two autogun rounds slammed into him, but the carapace armour protected him as he gunned down the offending Jackal. Zeta leaped over a make-shift barricade into two others, his C'tan blade (that is what Callidus are equipped with, right?) slamming into the face of the first, the blade penetrating cleaning through his skull. A savage punch crushed the throat of the second Jackal, who collapsed to the ground, choking, before Zeta stabbed down savagely.
Avare swept in beside Zeta, tackling a ganger who'd been raising his autogun to fire. The Jackal, no stranger to grim close quarters fighting, punched her in retaliation, whipping out a wicked looking shiv before charging at her. Avare spitted him on her power sword, scowling as the scarred ganger's last breath left him. The adrenaline, charging through her, started to give way to shreiking reality. Noticing a dull pain, she looked down. The gangers knife stuck out in her side. She tasted blood on her tounge, a thin tendril trailing down her chin.
"Sister Lucia. Sis-*cough* Aajz!" Avare cried hoarsely as she leaned against a collapsed support beam. Ahead, Team Regent advanced, Avare's distress unnoticed.

Subject: Wilson
Location: Outside Gangers hide out.
Status: Wounded, Getting his second wind.

It didn't hurt, Wilson noted distantly as he stared up at the murky hights far above him, funny, you'd think a round that size would have hurt when it hit. He tried to remember what Mary had said about gunshot wounds, if you can't feel them you're in shock, or [erhaps his armour stopped it?

He glanced down at his chest it seemed his flak armor had stopped the worst of the round's impact, but their was far too much blood for it to only have belonged to the ganger that had rushed him. Both then.

"To your feet guardsman! If you do indeed die standing then you are not yet dead!"

Strong hands pulled Wilson to his feet, and held him upright as the sound of bolter fire and fracturing masonry indicated the snipers demise. then the pain hit, "Emperour's teeth." he swore, clucthing his chest "thats going be a problem."

Wilson gripped his flamer and re-lit the pilot light, pausing to un buckle his rebreather for a second so he could cough up a mixture of spit and blood onto the already slick floor beneath him, then nodded his thanks to the Astartes who had assisted him.

"Thanks, I may not have long, so lets get moving. I will not die with my duty undone."

The Space Marine nodded, and hurried to assist his brother, with the wounded guardsman hurrying the best he could in his wake.

((Watch out, Brother Having-serious-traumatic-memories-of-the-Badab-War may not be completely logical in his thinking at the moment. ))

Subject: Mikal
Location: Observation Post command center
Status: Attempting to buy teams some time

Mikal watched as both teams attempted to converge on the ganger's base...he had to correct themselves, they were no longer simple gangers, they were heretics, cultists devoted to the dark gods. Mikal did his best to shake the memories of the chamber from his mind, he had seen such things on Cadia, it was dreadful when one's humanity caused them to doubt so severely. Mikal silently thanked the Omnissiah that his faith was adamant and would always be so.

Mikal watched his monitor and analyzed the data he was receiving, there was little else he could do from here with the probes, he could see that quite a few members of the team were wounded and it seemed that Brother Aygapus was rather unstable at the moment...Mikal had found it probable that such things would happen, perhaps he should have told Avare of his suspicions...

That couldn't be helped now, Mikal had the proof right in front of him, his hidden probe was still circling the cult chamber and the line in front of the manservant was getting shorter all the time. Mikal had to do something, but what?

An idea came to his mind...but..it was extremely...unusual, almost more than his own standards...

The scenarios began to play in Mikal's mind, there was little choice in the matter, if they wanted the manservant alive Mikal had to do something to stop the ritual...

Positioning the cloaked probe near the wall opposite to the cult master, the one on the platform who stood very close to the precipice of the pit, Mikal prepared his strike, he had to admit it was extremely crude but he didn't have much of a choice, the probes were not equipped with weapons. Mikal prayed to the machine spirit of the probe for forgiveness for what he was about to do...

Mikal gunned the probe's thrusters forward driving them as fast as they would go, which he had to admit was not very fast. Using the camera as his iron sight, Mikal flew the probe straight at the cult master who didn't see the probe in the darkness until it was too late. The probe ran straight into the man's head and toppled him into the pit with a scream. The probe managed to recover and hover in the air for a moment. The gangers stood agape, unsure of what had just happened, they saw a floating shape where the cult master used to be, finally, with a shout, they began to pick up weapons and fire at Mikal's probe. Mikal used all his skill to dance the probe out of the way of the shots something which it did well. The probe was fast moving, small, and nearly impossible to hit. The cultists began yelling about daemons and shadows, causing Mikal to smile a bit. Then he remembered that the probes had speakers and that he could further this ploy to his advantage...

Mikal routed mechanic feedback and amplified the static screeches that the speaker put out, soon, he had a floating, glowing red eyed, roaring skull that was flying around the cultists chamber. Mikal's probe zigged and zagged emitting its cry and generally causing a distraction as the cultist tried to shoot it down. His object was not to take the cultists down, but to stall them for long enough for the teams to get here without the cultists killing the manservant. One of the cultists ran for the door, screaming something about ghosts, Mikal smiled and chuckled, this was working rather well....

(occ for some reason, the impression i got from Warork's post was, "Oh feth we did a demonic ritual and it actually worked."

Subject: Brother Ronan
Location: Inside the Hideout
Status: Creating a Distraction with Wilson

Ronan entered the building, a wounded Wilson right behind him with flamer pointed at the ready and obviously doing his best to ignore the injury. They both followed a long corridor, doorways plentiful on either side as they walked along and causing them delay as they checked each room for gangers hiding inside.

Aygapus was nowhere to be seen, but the signs of his travels were strewn everywhere with dismembered gangers and blood painted walls all over the place, it would be hard for anyone to figure out which body part belonged to which body. As they came to a sharp left turn Ronan slowly peered around, jumping back as a hail of bullets came his way.

He had only time to get a glimpse of the enemy, a ganger at the end of the corridor with a heavy stubber on tripod, too far away to use Wilsons flamer and too risky to stand in the open to fire his boltgun. Seeing some debris he got an idea and grabbed one of the larger pieces of fallen wall. It was about half his size and at least 8" thick with metal rods laced inside to give it more stability.

He held the huge chunk of reinforced concrete in front of him by the metal rods protruding out the side, then quickly ran around the corner, blindly racing towards the ganger as he let rip the heavy stubber, taking out large chunks of the concrete. several shots broke through and struck Ronan in the torso. However it did not break his stride and he closed the gap at lightning speed, using the sound of the gun to judge the distance and smashed into the tripodded Stubber, sending both it and the ganger flying.

He stood in front of the mess, breathing heavily, the shots having done more damage than previously thought as he then composed himself and walked up to the sprawling ganger trying to free himself from the weapon and rubble that had him entangled. Ronan stood over the ganger, his huge bulk blocking out the dim light as the ganger stopped struggling to look up at the Astartes, only to see his enormous foot coming down and crushing his head into the floor. A loud crack was heard as his skull snapped under the weight and blood squirted out both sides, coating the nearby rubble.

He looked around, the mission was to still create a distraction, they'd need to find something else to make some noise with. With that he turned and walked back towards Wilson who was keeping an eye out on anyone that might have tried to flank them. "Perhaps Wilson may have a few ideas?" he thought to himself

Lord Harrab wrote:(occ for some reason, the impression i got from Warork's post was, "Oh feth we did a demonic ritual and it actually worked."

Yoink.

((OOC waiting for my group to move after i made a door Id rp them my self like others do but i feel its wrong to control other ppls OCs with out permission. that's why i only post my character's actions and wait for response i also feel npc control should fall souly on the game master to avoid confusion and to maintain story integrity))

Edited sorry I been forgiting to spell check again.

((If anyone has any objections as to how they are mentioned in other player's posts, they are free enough to raise them. If they do object, I expect the person who included them in their post to edit it out. dragonjaj, I'll also point out that your spelling has dropped, it's a lot harder to read than it was before.))

((ooc, Dragonjaj, I find the best way when roleplaying other peoples characters is to only mention them in brief and give them minor roles when you write out your RP, that way when the other person writes out there own RP later on they can fluff it out properly based on what you have already written. You'll notice I only gave Wilson a partial mention in my post because later on he can quite easily do his own thing while my character was busy doing his thing. In a way he will fill in the blanks I have left. Whilst Ronan was busy fighting a ganger, Wilson has plenty of time to fill in some action for himself if he wanted to and it wouldn't interfer with my original post))

(OOC: Shameless bump to try to restore intrest?)

Character:Rally Jager
Location: Jackals hide out north
Situation:For the emperor
"blood for the blood..." a ganger shouted being cut off by a bolt round to the head.
Krak Krak Krak
*Dang there is a a lot of them...Ive got to move quickly*
"Skulls for the skull throne!" a juvie yelled jumping from the shadows before getting hit by the power maul.
*that was close*
"Soric Have you seen the chief any where?" she yelled over to the storm trooper efficiently gunning down the gangers.

Character: Soric
Location: Jackals Hide Out
Situation: Combat

Soric quickly checked his vitals. The rounds hadn't pierced his carapace, luckily. There already were some wounded, and Soric prayed he got out of here in one piece. The dents in his carapace could be repaired, so he didn't have to worry working with broken gear in the future.

""Soric have you seen the chief any where?" Rally asked.

"How in Vrek's name should I know?" Soric replied. Keep your focus, there's no time for this. The manservant is our top priority, not the gang leader."

Soric tapped his vox bead in his ear, messaging for Avare

"My lady, we should proceed to the basement, from what I've seen on the holo pict, the ritual's taking place over there."

"Acknowledged." Avare sent back over the vox.

Soric quickly jumped behind some cover, and observed the area. In the distance, he saw a door to the basement. Taking that door would lead them to the manservant.

"Come on, follow me!" Soric yelled.

Soric dashed out of cover, lasbeams and bullets streaking everywhere. The different lights of las were like light show, but this didn't affect Soric, he just kept on running. The shock of being hit fresh in the back of his head, Soric fell back this time. He felt like being punch on the shoulder, but very hard. laying down in the open, he checked his shoulder. A slug round had ravaged the carapace shoulder plate, a large whole surrounded by cracks. A small stream of blood leaked out of the whole in his carapace.

Picking himself up, he started running again. His shoulder hurt a lot, and he slung his Hellgun over his shoulder, and drew out his Autopistol. He wouldn't be able to shoot two handedly for the remainder of the mission. The enemy wasn't armored, so the low armor piercing shells should do the trick. He aimed for the offender, a ganger not further then 5 meters in front of him. Two pistol rounds, and the ganger dropped dead, two neat holes in his chest. Soric reached the doorway, and jumped behind cover again. He saw Avare Rally, and another Inquisitorial storm-trooper coming in from the rear. Soric waited for Avare, and waited for further orders. He hoped to get in the basement soon.

Warning
-Not_u
-Vulkan He'stan
-Snarky
-Mordoskull

It has been a while since you posted. If you do not make any more contributions within the next week I will be forced to sieze control of you as NPCs, which will likely end in the death of your character.

@Scrazza: Now that we've cleared the gangers that had Slavro's team pinned, we should meet up with them before going underground (while the gangers are still being distracted/slaughtered).

I blow a whole in the wall to go in to the bace for my team