<Team 2> The Armory was filled with weapons. Las Rifles, Melta, Plasma Guns, Flamethrowers. Though it seemed to be a Skitarii and other Combat Sevitor equipment as no heavy weapons whatsoever were found. In one corner was a crate - probably filled with grenades and other explosives. There would be only little time to grab or even look and find as more and more beasts seem to come. The Sister Repentia and Deathwatch Astartes worked together to keep the beasts at bay, for Samuel less work since the enemies were quite brute and stupid - kinda like Orks. A shot in the knee to halt them, a two to three shot burst into the their chest and they were history. No problem for a Heavy Bolter. Whereas Selinas flames spat and burned all to ashes, feeding of the corpses to burn brighter and stronger. It kept many at bay, but soon the last tank of hers would find it's place in the flamethrower and then she would be forced to use her Eviscerator once more.
<Team 1> "I understand." 'Parent' replied to Virgil telepathically just before its removal had begun. It was not as hard as one would have thought. Just as the handle was pulled, a small container was removed. It was see-through within the glass and a platinum-chrome crystal - shining in different colors each blink of an eye. As soon as it was removed the machine seemed to power down. "So... What will you do... To or with me, now that you removed me from my home?" The entity wondered, speaking out loud - apparently through the container in some way, although no speaker or any other indication of how that was possible was found. And the cocoons on the ceiling simply seemed to pass away, never being born in a world where not even they knew their reason of existence.
Without hesitation, Vershal took hold of a plasma gun, and pocketed several canisters of ammunition. At least now, should the invaders decide to try and off him at some point, he had something which could pack a punch - even through their armour. As the others loaded up, he moved over to the a Skitarii, and quickly checked to see its status.
-Selina, team 2, with Samuel- "I'm on my last tank!" Selina announced to Samuel as she slowly unholstered her Eviscerator, letting it rest on her shoulder as she kept using the flamer with the other, ready to throw it away as soon as it was empty.
The Skitarii as out of nowhere awoke and unleashed a tentacle with mouth out of it's head - heading straight for the face of Vershal. Vershal PoV (I love that pic):
Vershal jumped out of his skin, and threw himself a step back, his newly acquired plasma gun quickly aimed at the creature. He fired and a blob of superheated plasma soared from the gun's barrel.
A single plasma shot easily detached the tentacle and another killed the Skitarii and whatever it was made out of now, but the tentacle itself was still alive as it leaped on the crotch of Vershal and started to bite it's way through his armor and clothes.
Vershal tried to grab at the beast with his bionic arm. He had never been so glad that he wore a loose set of robes as he was today. OOC: The...crotch? Really? Lol.
OOC: I imagine it falling and then well until it had time to grasp for anything it was already half way down your body! Just going by logic here! ^^ The tentacle thing bit him in one of the fleshy parts before the bionic arm reached and squeezed it to death due to it's vulnerability. The fight in here was done, but still waged outside.
<Cha'ka> Telepathically to the creature: Hopefully keep you around, I find you fascinating and would like to learn more, that and having a psychic friend on board who noone else can hear could lead to some form of hilarity on board.
