<Rot Teef> He moved da knee, der wuz still sum pain but he cud walk atleast. "Fanks dok! I fink dat wez dun up 'ere. Weze jus heads bak ta da 'eadquarters." He leaned ova an grabbed da slugga off da nob an placed it in 'iz bag. (OOC: Last loot spot filled, sluggas only take 1 right?) He stood up and started headin' back ta da base. "Dok? 'Ow much dus a new knee cost?" Maybe if he gave da dok da teef he cud get 'im one and replace it at da base. "Cuz I fink iz needz a new one. Can ya mak it betta den before?" He new da dok cud, plus dis one wuz 'xtra 'xperimenty. He continued ta walk flinching from da pain every so often. During his walk/hobble bak ta da base he stopped ta check Butchers body. Maybe he had 'iz lil beaky stabby choppas on 'im. (OOC: only if I randomly come across him, not gonna dedicate an active search for him)
<Brigade> Rot Teef was able to find none of Butcher's remains, they were scattered into tiny chunks in several yards about every direction. The little war between kommandos had certainly done some damage but Skardrend's duel had earned them enough 'Orkyness Proppa' for a bit to not get insta-krumped for it by the rest of the trade goers. OOC: I gotta go get blood work done so feel free to mingle and just chill, if ya go seekin out the Meks or others for trade I'll address that on my return.
<Rot Teef> Well 'iz bizzork connection wuz turned inta ity bity chunks, he'd need ta find a new one eventually. Next stop on 'iz way ta da base wud hav ta be da DAKKA shop so dat he cud sell da snippa shoota. Den off to da cybork shop ta buy a new knee fur da dok to put in. (OOC: I'm gonna wait to add more once ya get back. Hope everything checks out alright for ya!)
<Rot Teef> The snipa shoota was looked at a touch odd by the right thinking boys he came across, it only fired one round at a time and wasn't much louder than a slugga, hardly worth the shootas used in it's making. Best deal he found was two teef for it amongst the merchants.
<Rot Teef> Takin da 2 Teef from da merchants, he wuz ratha disappointed, but he'd go see Scriblitz ta see wat da Mek cud do bout 'iz two sluggas and makin da blades betta in hiz stabby shocka fist. Hopefully he had enuff teef fur da job. Maybe he'd take da big rippy choppa as trade. Gettin to da Mek shop he looks fur Scriblitz. "Oi Scriblitz iz gotz sum wurk fur ya!" He slapped da 2 sluggas on da table, "I wantz a double barrel slugga, an I got new stabby choppas to put in me arm." He pulled off the cybork arm and put the new stabby choppas next to it. (OOC: will I be able to do both? Since we aren't keeping track of teef)
OOC: It all depends what you're doing and how things are going aye aye. I may say you're suddenly low on funds or say you're in the clear perhaps even in abundance who knows! <Rot Teef> "Iz don't know squat bout da dakka Rot Teef, but sure some uvva Mek could do da job fer yooz, most uv da boyz have already started headin down ta da planet fer da big scrap since yooz were last 'ere, Big Meks all down dere so most da boyz followed. " Scriblitz hummed as took stock of the new blades, it would be a simple enough job to replace 'em and he wouldn't even need much from his own supplies. "'owz da fancy new limb treatin yooz anywayz? " Shoving aside a piece of Rhino hull that was larger than either of them put together with his own adamantium arm Scriblitz lead the boy back into his office. "Be takin three teef fer dis job 'ere, me glue supplies runnin low! " Blatant lie was blatant but then again the git had given him enough teef last time to hook him up with a new warbike, perhaps his price gouging might continue.
<Rot Teef> Followin da Mek bak into da shop. "Da arm is gud an killy, but whyz you stayin bak? Ain't der mor wurk down on da planet fur ya?" He sat down on a pile of scrap. Lookin at da teef he had left, he had da 2 teef he jus got fur da shoota an da 3 nob teef he got from Boardgitz. "Howz bout I giv ya one a dez nob teef and anotha small teef fur da wurk." He held out da 2 teef with the nob one being obviously larger. "Iz jus kinda short sum teef. I needz ta get da slugga fix too ya kno." He tossed da teef up and caught dem again. "Wat Mek shud I see bout da sluggas?" He hoped dat he wud wurk wif him on dis. Afta all he cudda went ta anotha Mek.
<Rot Teef> "One nob toof will do, no use drainin one uv me best kustomahs uv all his teef O course. " Grumbling some as he stuffed the fat tusk away Scriblitz shrugged. "Wellz da first wave uv gitz tends to get blown ta pieces, once da blue berries an 'umies wasted dere dakka on blowin up da early waves I'll head down, can't make no teef as a corpse yooz see? S'naw like dose 'umie nobs in da fancy 'ard armor we fought at da start uv da Waaaagh, deyz got stuck right in, let us hit da ground so dere waz plenty uv blood ta shed on both sides. Deyz wanted da skulls, musta got smart an figured out 'ow good Ork teef are ta dere puny 'umie money. " Wedging the new blades into the barrels of the burst cannon he hummed, thinking up more expensive modifications he could make for the limb in the future, yeah, he had a good cash squig in dis one he was sure.
<Rot Teef> He pocketed the small teef and nodded at da Mek. "Yooz a smart git! Dos otha gitz don't fink ahead." Da Mek didn't tell 'im wat otha Mek ta use ta get da slugga fixed, he shrugged da thought off, he'd find one dat wud do it. "So whenz ya do make it down der yooz gona be ware da otha Meks are at? Jus curious so dat I can find ya fur mor wurk."
<Rot Teef> "Da uvva Meks are gonna be everywore boy, I'll probably keep close ta da front wiff da Goffz and Bad Moonz, deyz love da fancy mekanical limbz. " It was well known that Blackteef had quite the penchant for klan tactics, Goffs and Bad Moons thrown into the thickest fights, Goffs making good boyz fer da grinder while the Bad Moons had the dakka and snazzy equipment to get fings done. Snake Bites thrown into the 'ardest terrain such as mountains, forest or swamps where deyz and dere beast were right at home. Evil Suns unleashed on plains and roads to harass convoys or take out isolated targets while Death Skulls were chucked out at any targets the Warlord wanted taken relatively intact for looting such as orbital defense complexes or vehicle formations. While his Blood Axe Nobs and Warbosses were seeded in the midst of all of them to make sure things got done right an proppa.
