You just see gobgutz sprinting by you and u can see hes holdimg somthing like a baby while dakka thug is holdimg onto gobgutz vest
Jhosa was walked into the hanger slightly annoyed as the stupid xeno almost ran him over in its excitement. He notices a newcomer to the group. Jhosa simply smiles and nods his head slightly in the newcomers direction.
When gobgutz gets their he keeps rubbing the wrapped up weapon amd waits for everyone else to join him for hes the first to make it
"Orcs on an Inquisitor ship as long as nothing disappears he won't have too." *Drake kept walking to the hanger.*
<to the trader in the hallway> "ive had this for a while just not used it in a long time" as she spoke she smiled <in the hanger> "be prepared" as she spoke the shuttle was brought in by two valkaries, "ok imperial signal from inside marks it as a freindly but just in-case be ready for a fight" as she spoke she looked at her robed guard "xalius take up a position that gives you a good shot" as she spoke the figure brought a long black rifle out from under his cloak "is everyone ready" ooc will post the next part in the morning as i need sleep
Jhosa leans close to the madam Inquisitor and whispers "Pardon the invasion of privacy Mistress but I do have a pertinent question that I believe requires discretion. May I inquire about the man in the black and the other newcomer. I was not given any info on these two, should I be on alert?"
A human in a tight black suit was hunched over. His shoulder mounted weapon reflected the hanger's roof lights. The armor of this one looked like it was skin tight, it shaped out all the main large muscles of his human body. He faced away from most people when he came to any stop, but his large Skull helmet was so bulky that most could see some of his face. "Let us go." Loinder said, guiding the tall dark figure. "It is ready and for this mission." Loinder told the Inquisitor, before whispering some words to the tall figure. "Caveo illae humus. Vestri vita est non dignitas suum" OOC: This will happen if you try to speak to me:
"you have an astartees" as she spoke she motioned to the astartees with the hammer "and then ive got my pet assasin"
At the Inquisitor's command he nodded to Frek who immediately disappeared into the shadows ready to leap on any would be threat to exit the craft. (staging the kroot shaper alright @lord-watchman ?) Arthur stepped forward himself, his left hand sitting casually on the hilt of the macroblade sword as it rested in its sheath. His right positioned behind his back under the cloak he wore. To any average on looker he would appear at ease with little concern for who or what lay inside the transport. But in fact he had a smoke grenade in his right hand ready to be thrown! This wasn't his first rodeo! And while employed by the Inquisitor he was certain it wouldn't be the last!
