Kyrana wanted to leave NOW. But short of hanging on tightly to the walker and shouting encouragement and shooting any available enemy in the face, there wasn't much she could do to make it happen. "Make it go faster!" she shouted down to the Human in the red robe, quite handsome for a Human. "The exit is that way!" It wasn't exactly great on details, but it was the best advice she could give. [OOC Sorry guys, there doesn't seem to be much K can do except get off the ride and push ]
Semereh was in pieces, and his head was in the filthy creatures lap, well, this one at least seemed to have some affinity with machines, so it shouldn't be so terrible 'til his Necrodermis could re-assemble. Speaking of it... Behind the Sentinel, the limbs and pieces which flew all over the open area had mostly repaired, and a Necron Immortal chassis was seen walking through the inferno towards the walker. Where the head should have been was only a few knots of wires which sparked profusely and a "spinal column" that bounced around. The weapon was temporarily out of action, so it was just dragged behind by the wires that connected it to the main body, the arms swinging back and forth in a slow machine gait. It was just going for the head, it had no idea what was ahead of it and it tripped on corpses and rubble more than once.
[OOC Have fun Don, we'll keep the show on the road ... can't promise it'll be the same show, or the same road ... ]
Kyrana leaned down, then thought better of it and wrapped her knees more strongly around her seat so that she could sway backwards instead. Appearing upside-down at the pretty Human driver's eye level, she tapped on the window of the Sentinel. "Head for the doors," she said, peering over a couple of things that were now somewhat in her way, "I'll shoot out the mechanism once we're through, that should give us a little longer against the fire. Then we need to head for - wherever the Inquisitor said he had a rendezvous. He did say that, didn't he?"
Dont you like when everything goes just as planned?I adore!Thats is whats missing on this fraking Ark!Frak!Zial!Godamn you!And what is this thing doing in my lap,jumping in place like that?Does nothing stays dead on this ship?I am too tired for this shiet! "Is...is that Zogum rushing at Orks?"asked Zeth as he turned his head for a second to see the Doc` ordering around. "By the Omnissiah!Zogum!Run!!We are leaving!Come on you sack of green lard!"roared Zeth as a beam of multilaser fire streamed past his head. "Frak!Where is that Inquisitor?Oh...hi!"spoke young (and handsome!) Adept as he was slightly thunderstruck to see Dark Eldar hanging around on his windshield. He never thought she could look more freaky to him and crazy...but she did...now. "Oh...i`ll get us thought the doors...just...ah...go..."spoke Zeth as something that could only be a spinal collumn jumped on him from the back,wrapping around his neck. "Semereh...its...not the...time...not...now..."groveled Zeth as his knuckles went white at the amount of pressure he invested in squeezing the Sentinel controls. Grabbing the Necron`s head by his clumsy right arm he tossed him behind his seat to let it reform.Semereh...spine...released him and went after the head,trying to reassemble with the torso. "We`ll manage...just...err...hold on."Zeth spoke....suddenly adding it silently. Moments later the history would probably (not) remember this as the finest maneuver that anyone has ever did with a Sentinel Walker.In that moment Zeth beamed with pride,thinking how all those Sydonian Dragoons would dump their physically memory,purely out of envy.Ha! A sudden churning was heard in the engine on the back and Zeth turned around for a second...reassuring the group. "Do not worry guys...she will hold together!" You hear me baby?Hold together...-mused Zeth with a pained expression as he suddenly jerked the controls and Sentinel drifted beneath the half closed doors,as if it was a newest model of an ice-yacht freshly out of the Manufactorum. OOC:Terribly sorry guys...i was busy the last two days cleaning the scrap-code from my noospherical link. (translation:fixing my netz)
Ooc: Is something preturbing you zeth XD? Do tell i insist! What is this plan you're insinutating upon?
OOC: Do not worry...you will not be harmed...yet!Mainly...Electropriest Zeth is sliding under the doors that i hope Zial is keeping open enough for long enough. tl;dr:We are GTFO-ing from that chamber.Its the climate you see.Its colder on the lower decks.Stratum 7 is nice this time of year i hear...
Zogum had a frown on his face thanks to Zeths armblast he needed to sit another couple of seconds to tell the boss it was one of the walkers left alive while diverting attention from the group "Boss dont worry bout dat beamy shot it was one of em walkas,youz betta zog em fast before dey beamy us again" he said while at the back of his mind worrying about how much time left that mind control sauce had on the boss if things get hectic (they will most likely) Zogum will have to do "it" as he turned still running towards the others he took out squigie and threw him farther away,that would unload some of the weight and make squigie get out faster. Note: Zogum is still not out so dont continue as if everyones there he's a few good 60-70 meters away so you cant grab him.
As the Immortals head flew out of the sentinel, the body sensed it. The head landed and rolled towards the body, and the Necron chassis went to its kness, put the head in both hands, and just raised it over the neck, the repair systems did the rest. If ever there was a moment that this... Thing... Could have joy, it was now, it looked as if it was happy, well, maybe that was just because of his pose and the fact his lights grew brighter after the head attached. Semereh got up and walked to the door, the adept could use help holding it open.
