@Vulpas Ekaddon had never seen a daemon engine before in his cursed life, turning to face the daemon Ekaddons data inside his helm informed him that Evicerator fuel was running low so Ekaddon put the sword back to its scabbard attached to the power back. "What is this wretched thing? A fuqqin daemon you say?" Ekaddon leered at Malrus. "Tell me, how do you handle a daemon engine?"
Elysium - Library Simeon chuckled to himself after the irate woman stomped out of the library, and put down the tome he had been poring over while listening, replacing it in the shelves. He stalked out of the room, following her to the bridge... Elysium - Bridge He waited to catch up with her for when they reached the bridge. It was then that he picked up the pace and came up beside her. "Not fond of pets?" he suggested, in the same sort of tone one might talk about the weather.
@Illfetus Malrus turned to the man as he asked hims what a daemon engine was one eye kept on the engine itself a horse like shape. "With wards chains and anything you can to keep it locked up. Most of these engines you keep in control by having them locked up till there ready for use or your a word bearer and know a bit more about the daemon itself. If its possible we can figure out what kind it is its possible we can find out more about what it hates more besides it wanting to go on a killing spree." Malrus responded to Ekaddon. "A daemon engine itself is a machine bound with a daemon inside that enhances its killing potential to whatever patron it belongs to. maybe if we can trap it back into its container and seal and ward it we can hold it at bay!" Malrus suggested.
Raternle weighted in onto the Warpsmith's desire to capture the Daemon Engine with "I don't think we have a chance to capture the Engine, not unless you intend to lose a limb or three." After all having a Daemon Engine being their opposition meant he faced a simple choice between destroying the Engine or fleeing back to the ship and Raternle had not come this far by making rash or stupid decisions in the heat of battle. So the Datasmith enacted a swift change of his robot's protocols to a vehicle hunter-killer, with the machine firing it's lascannon at the rear of the Engine while Raternle moved away from the group to get a bit of distance between him and the Daemon Engine, but he would stay close enough to reprogram his robot and monitor what was going on. He'd only moved away just in case he needed a head start in the game of 'Running away from a lethal war machine that is intent on killing everyone.'
Ekaddon pulled forth his bolt pistol and held his finger on the trigger, ready to make sure he will survive this bout to come!
"We can always attempt to take out its limbs and put it back into the crate while draining it off its energy to try and weaken it to capture it." Malrus suggested as he readied himself for combat, As he did this a plan came to mind if they could, His Servo arm balled into a fist and he grabbed his Arc Rifle and took aim in a attempt to short out some of the Daemons engines systems.
@Vulpas @Maleth "Well, why put forth your last moments?" Ekaddon spoke through the vox-grille and triggered the bolter, it kicked back and sent away super high reactive bullet that hit the daemon engines right foreleg!
Elysium - Library Knightmare didn't try to hide his laughter as Lucida stormed from the library. He'd have to find her cabin and start terrifying her into a productive member of the crew. Idly keeping an ear open to the conversations of the others in the room the Night Lord browsed the bookshelves, just seeing what was available.
Seing the deamon engine emerge to battle them, he got up from the relative cover he was in, his albow had been burned, but atleast it seemed like the ones they had been fighting dident know how to calibrate their las-guns, though he changed to hand-cannon now, holding it one armed so that the pain from the las hit wouldent affect the stability too much when he aimed down the pistols ironsight at arms length, he had no idea how to fight deamon engines, but perhaps the eyes would be a weak spot, one could only try.
~~ Lucida San-Seraph - Elysium - Bridge ~~ "You could say that. It's just vermin. Brainless beasts of the void. I much rather would hold a Pelager than a fish for example (@Casavay - dat reference!)." The Rogue Traderess simply expressed, crossing her arms. "What do you want anyway, Mutated beast that got sanctioned by the Imperium?" Obviously she was not all too fond of Astartes either. ~~ Elysium - Library ~~ There were some tomes of interest, but the Night Lord already knew them all too well as they got inducted into his brain through the hypno-therapy when he was turned into an Astartes. General works of Terra, poetry, stories of old, stories of fiction, words that are supposed to animate certain emotions in the reader. There were also some collections of star as well as planetary maps and indices that must have been outdated as they were dated with all sort of years but nothing in the last hundred. ~~ Daemon Engine Action ~~ @Vulpas | @Grall_Stonefist | @Maleth | @DaKaptin | @Illfetus The shots exploded, left a mark and that was about it. The damage of even a Bolter was not mighty enough to harm the beast, but only anger it. And then a stinging pain in it's eye. The horse-machine growled and rose it's hooves once more before running straight for the Warpsmith, perhaps seeing him as the most potential danger - or perhaps because he was the closest. The creature emit in blue flames and lightning across it's entire body as it lowered it's head and ram the Warpsmith right into his chest, sending him to fly into a container. It appeared that the Arc pistol only powered the thing even more, instead of damaging it. The creature turned around and eyed now the Datasmith, Raternle. Not even acknowledging the robot with the Las Cannon that did not manage to hit the Daemon Engine, but for that punched a hole into a distant cargo-lifter, causing the crane to collapse on itself, sending a small shockwave through the docks.
