Inferno "So we played his little game and won", Echidna said into the general direction of her teammates while checking up on Minotaur. "Now that you have your trophies, shall we get back to the rest?"
Seth- As Zadkiel wen't to leave Seth approached him. "Commander Zadkiel I have a recommendation from our head nurse." He said handing a letter to Zadkiel. he nodded to the commander as he wen't. Alexandra- "Seems we are finishing up patches come we soon ready to leave medbay soon." She said to patches as they wen't passed the others."
<Zadkiel> He grabbed the letter, ripped it open, looked over it and nodded before tearing it apart to shreds. "Good work I suppose. Be careful on your road back to the bridge." Zadkiel laughed as he left the Med-Bay now. (@bossaroo opener for you, do whatever you like )
Ogreten relaxed and plunked unto one of the beds. " whew that was ti-" he didnt get to finish that sentence as the mutant he had unwittingly woken punced unto him. " heeeeeeelp help me you fools !!!!!!!" He shouted as the mutant began gutting and gorging on his innards. The mutant content with its half crazed collpased back onto the te bed. Edit : fixed uriel
The raptor silently began to walk off. The prey had been hunted down and killed. There was no need for him here, not anymore. He would need to lick his wounds and tend to some others on the ship before he would be would join the next hunt. Before he took off, he looked back at his brother Night Lord and nodded his head. Even now he would remember his true loyalty, not one for any Warband filth or the Imperium, but to his legion. While other legions destroyed themselves and betrayed the Emperor's grace, the Night Lords did not. For they were never blessed by the holy Emperor's light, forever basking in Midnight clad. Only forever loyal to the Night Haunter and his Night lords, because what do we have left, if not blood’s loyalty? Rorschach blasted off with his daemonic wings. The black smog leaving a slight trail behind.
OOC: Seriously? I mean come on. At least if you had gone through with your mutant plans. But this? I mean come on, that is so cheap and bad it's not even funny <.<
Before "Oh very well then, can't do anything fun..." Redeger sent them on their way and released control, many of them collapsing again from the forced labour. Not that this troubled him much, barely human bastards had tried to kill them after all. Now Following Zadkiel to the bridge at a respectful distance, he wondered where everyone else was. Had that astartes they were going to murder killed them too?
An active power sword appeared at the mutants throat, the slightest movement from either Grythan or the mutant would make the mutant attacking Ogreten a head shorter. If the mutant wanted to rise from his bed then he would have to decapitate himself to do so. Grythan crouched down slowly, the sword stayed unwaveringly at the mutant neck, the bird-like vox-grill started to speak in a clipped tone. “I have just spent several arduous minutes under the strict instructions not to kill any mutants and my patiences has worn thin. Those instructions have now run their course so who are you and why should I not retaliate for your murderous actions against that crew member?” OOC: Do we have a description of this mutant I can use in my posts?
But what did it matter? The Ritualist already was beyond help, given that besides his intestines, also a big chunk of liver and lung were ripped out. The Mutant simply fed himself off the freshly plucked red fruits as attempt to nurture himself back to health, devouring the pieces slowly, not even caring about the power blade or Grythan.
“A mutant who does not fear death. Very interesting, but a million such mutants exist in the warp. What is your name madman and why did you kill him? Speak quickly.” The power field turned off. Its subtle hum winding down as Grythan sheathed his sword.
