<Location:Reactor Tunnels.> SA582 soon found it's ambush plan scrapped, as two marines had interdicted it's approach to the location. The marines managed to further cripple its left leg, but the offending marines was soon drowned in a torrent of flames, but by then it was too late to stop the damage. Having it's left leg rendered useless, it slowly limped off to the Reclaimator for repairs It seemed to be in pain, but one of it's long held memories kept it going through the pain. Owch! That hurts..... Must go for some repairs, and by the emperor, I shall end the cultists that dared to attack. Reactor: 11 (2 Sergeants) Astartes; 80 cultists; 0 Skitarii.
OOC: PM me! Smoke signals! Drive to Duisburg and ring my doorbell! I'm not in another dimension damnit I'm just more or less staying put here. EDIT: Dat moment when you notice that the bridge's being overrun. EDIT 2: Okies now I'm confused. Who is raiding whom? Which bridge is overrun? Why is the rum gone?
- Virgil, bridge After much dark Eldar mind f@cking. Ezra regained control of the bridge entrance, and prepared for the Red Corsairs assault. "My apologize Zeth, my thoughts were else where." He says with particularly satisfied grin. "If we are to assist mistress Bishop, we best make haste! Ms. Ry'thss, what are you and your... Child prepared to do?"
Ry grabbed her laspistol and looked to Virgil. Something about him made her head hurt, she couldn't stand looking at the blind man, but she couldn't exactly place a finger on what or why. "I won't be doing any acrobatics", her reply was, pointing at her suture, "but I'm a passable shot. Well, at least I'm good enough for the Imperial Marksmanship Academy, not that that's worth a dime. Wusel... it's a crapshoot, but I'm counting on him being vicious enough to take down isolated stragglers." The woman shrugged, her expression both serious and calm, not bearing a smile but not strained or frowning. Internally, she of course hoped that the Corsairs would not breach the bridge, but she had never been much for rose-tinted goggles. "As long as our King - or Queen, as the case may be - doesn't fall, this game of Regicide isn't decided yet, anyway."
- Virgil "That will have to be enough. Know that if you or Ezra are in danger you can summon my aid" <'with only a thought.'> Virgil was very tense, the deaths of the Dark Eldar had distracted him for a moment but the true danger hung heavy on his nerves. If a true, fully formed daemon were to appear they would have no choice but to sterilize the vessel. That was not going to happen, not on Virgil's watch. Trying to establish a mental link with Wusel only seemed to insight anger, but... <'Ms. Ry'thss, I have an idea.'> Ry'thss finds that she can now hear Wusel's thoughts. <'you should find coordinating with Wusel much easier now. And from you, he is now connected to me and vicariously everyone. Use this wisely.'> With that Virgil, follows Zeth into the hidden passage.
