Phoebus, squad two After finding nothing in his size, Phoebus restocked on frag grenades. Turning in time to see the skitarii burst into plasma fire, and subsuquent worm chocking. Loading up prometheum tanks, grenades and some of the more impressive handheld weapons on the cart. Phoebus unsheaths his chain sword. "Impressive Vershal, the plasm pistol suits you. Shame these mortal sized weapons either don't fit or aren't as effective as a chain sword through the gut. We should make hast to the hanger!" Phoebus pulled the cart, leaving more mobility for Vershal. His chain sword at the ready in his right. "Brother Samuel, Selina, retreat back to the hanger! Don't focus on firing, it will only slow us down. Sister Repentia, here." Phoebus hands her a new prometheum tank.
Davarus 1st squad: Davarus addressed the creature. "You shall be studied and asked questions, but no harm shall come to you as long as you do not harm me or those aboard our ship." Davarus then turns to the squad. "Cha'ka, lead us out of here and back to the camp. We will get the others and leave. It's time to go home to the Ebony Flame." Davarus gestured for the kroot to lead on.
<Cha'ka> "Yes boss." The Kroot moved to the front of the group, ensuring he could be seen by those behind him. Every once in a while he would move objects on the ground out of the way of the approaching party
OOC: ouch , Virgil heard that. - Virgil, team 1 Virgil walked out with the rest of the group. The crystal entity was safe in Davarus' hands and Cha'ka seemed to think he could have a private conversation without a telepathy knowing. "For the sake of the Imperium and our mission, I would think ensuring the destruction of this machine and these worm cocoons still takes president. We cannot allow any of them to escape, or be found." As they walked, "I wonder if everyone back at the camp are alright. I'm sure the stormtroopers could protect them in a fire fight, but against those psyker worm mutants... I have my doubts."
OOC: It was gonna be: Hopefully keep you around so I have someone intelligent to talk to when the Inquisitor is busy, but meh, curiosity is better <Cha'ka> "Do not worry psychic one, those up top are fine, the psychic influence is minimal and self-preserving towards the worms, as long as they did not attempt to harm the worms, nothing bad should have happened, and the soldiers looked more than capable of handling anything like that."
<Cha'ka> The team reaches an intersection and the Kroot points them in the correct direction to reach the surface. "It's a straight shot up this hallway, don't take any turns, I'm gonna go ahead and see what happened" The Kroot takes off, bounding ahead of the group who quickly loses sight of him.
Phoebus, team two - running Samuel and Vershal were leading the group. Blasting anything that stood in their ways. Next was Phoebus with the cart, slashing any creatures that got too close. And Selina was in rear using her flamethrower on... Everything not in front of her. Epic running and shooting montage ensues.
-Selina, team 2, in the rear with a flamer- "BURN, HERETICS!" Selina shouted as she roasted some more mutated heretics, while running.
