Fardir woke up in the shitty living quarters like any other day, cranky and agitated. Sometimes a little confused due to the non eldar appearance of his rack. He just shook his head and got up. After a stretch and a hard neck rub, he headed across the room to his storage closet. He donned his worn out Eldat helemet, gloves and boots. Their blue color had faded to a dull brown with scratches littered around every inch of the mesh. Finally he donned his black coat, it ended just above the knees and the collar stuck up, ending right before his helms eye slits. It made him look closer to his darker brethren... After the protection was out of the way he acquired the real equipment. Walking out the door he holsters his pistol underneath his coat just below the armpit and sheathed his kunkuri shaped short sword on the small of his back. "Lets see whats so important..." He told himself in a annoyed tone. OOC:Thanks for the free power upgrade amd you can bot. Just keep it light.
Inside the workshop of the bar a nine foot tall machine worked away at carving runes into a glorified piece of metal he called a scepter beside him a damaged scarab lay motionless and a plate that had several that he cursed at daily. A single blue glowing eye sat in the necrons face giving the room a eerie glow as it looked at its work finally deciding it was finished, taking up a las pistol he modified to for his own hand and his sceptar he left with his cape around his neck Kharos noticing it was time for the meeting the one who was boss of this gang had set deciding it was best to follow her orders he left the darkness of the workshop and headed towards the bar. As Kharos entered the bar his features would become more evident his grey living metal body entered the light. Cape was tied around his back bearing a seal of the necron dynasty he belonged to along now with his metal sceptar with runes carved into it describing a savage beating he would give any that would cross him. Looking to those around him he noticed a portion of the gang was there. @TuskatheDaemonKilla The savage ork that was to look after the gangs health causing Kharos to be glad of his living metal skin. From what Kharos has observed he would never wish the works on anyone he considered allie. @bossaroo Then there were the Rak'Ghoul the two of them seem to be communicating he wasn't sure who in his mind was more dangerous the Rak'ghoul or there dok @Xaphen Then there was the tall one with pointy ears one that he grouped in similar with the rest of the pointy ears. A few of them seemed to be missing but they would likely turn up to make sure they not anger there boss. @BuriasDempsey Then there was the odd one something different about him used some type of magic to try and tell the future. Kharos knew the least about him besides being called smiley and the name of his species. @BadDo9 Then there was the one called Clint. One Kharos considered the least dangerous of there bunch unless he had his rifle with him and was at range. Kharos had seen Clint several times watching so e type of Pict recording that never really interested Kharos himself but wondered if it would interest his dynasty if it was still around. @Uriel1339 Then there was the boss of this group Artemis who hired him on when he was wondering this world. He kept his respect about her treating her similar to how he would treat a supior. Kharos mouth moved as he began to speak "I am reporting on time as requested." Kharos said his voice sounding old of a older mertalic being
As everyone moved about to prepare for their meeting, there was one who still remained sprawled out on her mattress, which came with stains for no extra charge, her blood red hair covering her fair skin. Irlisa seemed to be the most recent arrival to the small group, having only arrived early that day, invited by Artemis for her talents at shooting people really far away. Groggily she began to move about, still dressed in her night black armor mesh, with accents of crimson streaking across it. Donning her cloak and hood, trusty rifle in hand, Irlisa made her way up to the bar. Entering quietly, Irlisa sat back to observe her new companions, her emerald eyes slowly scanning over each of them. Rak'Gol, Ork, Tau, Eldar. Even a Necron! And whatever that toothy looking guy was! What an exciting group of new friends! She thought to herself excitedly as she thought of all the mischief and adventures they could go on together. She strode up to the odd looking Necron before casually leaning against him, her look still scanning the room. @Vulpas "Quite the little party we got going on here wouldn't you say tin man? Hey, are you able to play any music on... Well, you?" She raised an eyebrow at him as she began looking over his body, seeing if ther was a spot she could play music out of. @Uriel1339 As she pestered her newest mechanical buddy she called out to the head boss lady, "Ready and waiting ma'am, hope you have some fun stuff for us planned tonight! This planet has been so dull thus far..,"
Artemis was quite happy that the majority of the group finally started to come together. Clint, Nek'Kaar, Smiley, Irlisa, Urkrag, Kharos and Fardir were present which meant that only two of the pointy-ears and the stingwing were missing. The Pelager closed her eyes on that painful screech and just shook it off until that forsaken modulator started working. "You can bet your little cybernetic butt on that, Necky!" She said with pride and a sly grin. "You and your brotherling will have the perfect opportunity to put your kind of skills... And appearance to full use." She winked at the monstrous Rak'gol, but she showed no fear - perhaps one thing that kept him from killing her. "Oh look, fancy pants still is having a crappy night from his not-so-fancy bunk." Artemis joked and offered a glass of Amasec which should help with the pain - one way or another. "If everything works out you might even end up sleeping in a proper bed again, your highness." "Tinny!" The Pelager said with the excitement of a young child. "Almost thought you kicked the bucket, still surprised you don't rust one bit like the Mech-Servitor guys. But hey, one day we figure out what and who the heck you exactly are, eh? And I would offer you a drink, but your lack of taste buds would be just waste of this good ol' heartburner!" She laughed delightfully and gave the good robot a clasp on the shoulder after walking around the bar to the other side, wrapping one arm around the metallic non-servitor and the other around Clint (@BadDo9 ). "Oh believe me, you won't know what dull is anymore after we break the status quo of the Eternal Dragons and the Hermedes Clan, oops - too much said?" She winked to the Eldar. Everyone: The Eternal Dragons and Hermedes Clan are the two biggest gangs on this side of the world, both supported by the same planetary council member on the very top of Kiras. So they always struggle over getting the greater affection, while it was obvious to everyone else that the council played games this way, the Eternal Dragons and Hermedes Clan fought each other whenever they met... Until a month ago or so. They actually managed to make peace treaties and make clear lines of territory. Several discussions came up of bonding the Eternal Dragon Queen Santeen with the Hermedes Clan Father George Claude Hermedes IV and merge the both gangs into the 'Hermedes Dragon Pact'. So it appeared that the little rag-tags called Void Sharks would play a hand in that tonight, or so their leader insinuated. NPC Status: Spoiler Leader: Artemis - Pelager (Abhuman) - Female - Mastermind & Martial Artist Gang Members: Biam - Corsair Eldar Male - Survivalist (Ranger) Tan'ku - Rak'Gol Male - Fighter (Marauder) Vanducassar or 'Vandu' - Vespid Male - Fighter (Stingwing) Player Status: Spoiler @BadDo9 - Clint Ea'stwood - Tau Male - Gunslinger/Marksman: Longshot Pulse Rifle (2x & 8x variable scope; high firepower, low clip size) Cameleoline Cloak (helps hiding) Worn Human Flak Armor @bossaroo - Nek'Kaar - Rak'Gol Male - Fighter (Marauder) 2H Halberd 1H Autopistol Adrenal Injector (can inject drugs for buffs) Flak Armor @BuriasDempsey - Carak "Smiley" Zilak - Verathian (Custom Alien Species) Male - Teethspeaker (Psyker) Boneclaws from each arm Runebag (Helps with spells) Stolen re-painted Human Flak Armor @GoreWrencha - Sselesstleia - Sslyth Female - Fighter (Sslyth Bodyguard) 2 Chakrams attached with Chains Flak Chest Armor 3 Scar Dead Toxins (Psychosomatic airborne poison that causes unfortunate targets already once healed wounds, both physical and mental, to re-open again) @Keidivh - Irlisa Taekra - Outcast Craftworld Eldar Female - Sniper (Ranger) Ranger Long Rifle Mesh Armor Cameleoline Cloak @Maleth - Atherina Jarkari - Dark Eldar Female - Lhamaean (Courtesan & Poison Master) 1H Monoblade Sword 1H Splinter Pistol 3 Deadlock Toxins (paralysis) 2 Black Death Toxins (horrible, painful, but fast death) 2 Spiritseer Toxins (cause hallucinations, can work a bit as a 'truth serum') Lhamaeanian Garb (Kabalite Armor) @TuskatheDaemonKilla - Urkrag Madeyez - Ork - Mad Dok 1H Cleave Choppa 1H Shoota Stabby Bitz Bionic Hand (various tools for 'medical operations') @Vulpas - Kharos - Necron Male - 'Scientist' (Crpytek; Specialization TBD) 1H Metal Rod (glorified Pipe) 1H Las Pistol No Armor (Living Metal) @Xaphen - Fardir - Craftworld Eldar Male - Fighter (Former Dire Avenger) 1H Shuriken Pistol 1H Power Sword (at sacrifice of special item) Eldar Mesh Armor
< @Vulpas @Uriel1339 @Keidivh @BuriasDempsey > Clint had blushed a bit when Artemis joked about his nicknames, the purplish tinge at least somewhat hidden by the wide rim of his hat. Even moreso when she pulled him into one of her arms, the tin-man in her other arms. "Means more drink for the rest of us, eh?" he jokes a bit before realizing that Irlisa had also come up. He had, at least in his mind, a friendly rivalry with her which was clear when he spun around and pointed dramatically at her. "Well, whatever it is we're gonna do.." he smirks a bit "Whoever can get the most headshots this time?" he asks, glancing over at Smiley who he did somewhat admire as a semi-father figure. "I win, you gotta watch one of my vids with me." on of the only ways he could get most to watch with him. "You win, you can wear my hat for the day."
Urkrag nodded when the boss gave him a glass of what humans drank to feel all funny but to an ork it might as well be water. He took of the cloth mask that covered his face and drank it mostly because preforming his duty as a medical professional was tiring work and he was thirsty. The liquid went down his throat a smooth as water and the glass was empty in an instant and he tied the mask back over his face. When the local 'eadbanga(Ork word for psyker) said something about practicing medicine he nodded giggling madly. "Indeed Iz did. It was fun testin out a few new 'urty juices Iz made." The last part of his sentence was said in a deep gravelly tone quite opposite of his usual high pitched hysterical voice. A tone he only used when his mania started to truly show itself instead of his calm and collected(by mad dok standards) demeanor. @Uriel1339 When the boss let a little information slip the Mad dok's red eyes that were his name sake shifted to her in excitement. "Do Iz get ta take some patients dis time?" The Mad dok's gaze was enough to cause even a dark eldar to shudder, a mad one even by Ork painboy standards Urkrag is not one to be left hanging at the possibility of murder and mayhem.
@Uriel1339 Nehk'Kaar respected the one who was the leader, they were small unmodified but not unblooded and most certainly unafraid. He let out a raspy yipping sound that could be taken as laughter. "I glad we hunt well this day. But what do the bindings of gangs have to do with the hunt ?" . Nehk'kaar plays with his trinkets and checks his pistol making sure it is functional. Nehk'kaar then Reached hand and ran his claws along the edges of his implant. He then turned to the pysker @BuriasDempsey "Do omens say well of hunt ? Well there be chance to make larger my collection ?" The Rak'gol knew that the pysker could fortell the future yet its powers where not like that of a Techno-shaman. The Pysker's body was one he had not yet seen prior. Ones chest being a maw was one of unique form fearsome in combat if one bears only claws, Nehk'kaar made sure not to anger the teethspeaker
"Compared to most of you I am royalty" Fardir said seriously. He put his hand up denying the glass, at the same time pulling out one of his "smoke sticks" from his coat. After one decently long drag he decided to speak up. "So I assume we're going to cause one of the biggest gangwars of the planet and reap all the benefits from the side? ". Fardir flicked some ash off his smokes and looked around the room to his fellow gangsters. They really didn't look like ones for espionage.
Two rubies gleam from the heights, ceiling of the bar in this case, as sound of scales scraping against surface grows louder. Sweet fragrance teases limits of ones sense of smell, almost unnoticeable but yet still refusing to blend into background. Hiss emerges from the shadows as large figure begins to move. Sselesstleia slowly slithers her body down from support beam, around which she has circled her thick, muscular tail. She lowers her snake-like head behind Fardir, hanging upside down at eye level. "That ssoundss like pleassant way to sspend afternoon." She whispers to the Eldars ear seductively, long forked tongue visiting hair-length away from his skin. Should he turn around he would be staring directly to the red slit-eyes surrounded by black sclera. Taking step backwards he would have full view to Sselesstleias purple scaled toned body, its dark diamond pattern going across her long, sleek back or perhaps his gaze would wander to her light, almost cream-shaded underbelly. Her four arms currently rest along side her body, making her seem even more as over-grown snake. Tips of her fangs peek between her lips as sly grin grows to her face.
@Uriel1339 "And jussst how excatly you want us to play a 'role' in thisss little get together the two are having?" Smiley questioned Artemis. "Or is Thin one Faridir closer than we think?" he added, referring to the rather impudent Thin one, what the others call 'Eldar'. What she seemed to be insinuated so far was basically to annoy the two largest predators on this planet for their own gain. This was defintely something he wanted to hear out first before making any sort of judgement, let alone agreeing with anything overly foolish. Then again he was here in this bar precisely because of that. @bossaroo "I have not consssulted with the ssspiritsss on thiss, letsss wait till the teeth hear what ssshe hasss to sssay and then we will sssee." the Verathian told Nek'kaar, patting the purple fabric bag tied to his waist. He found it odd this one was more open to others than Tan'ku and wondered which one was more typical of their warrior kind.
