<Steinar Greywold> "Oy! Are you insulting my Cousin?! Thain, the great Orkbane was my older cousin! Skyclaw of the Space Wolves, serving the Deathwatch long and proud, having served Marmaroth before his rebirth and the Venerable one before he was put in a Dreadnought! He received his title by slaying one of the most notorious Orks and many more! He brought the Crash technique to the clans of Fenris! He was the most talented Skyclaw I have ever met myself! So dare not to sully his name, for he was a master of combat and I desire to follow his footsteps! I am a mere Bloodclaw, but I shall challenge an every worthy one, so I can hone my skills! So I also shall challenge you, the nameless Blackshield!" Somehow the giant of a Space Wolf managed to yell an every word so it echoed within the hull of the Thunderhawk, enhancing the boom of his voice by occasional hits of his Fist against his torso. OOC: Since you didn't met Steinar before, I fished his physical description out:
"Alright then, you'll go with Team Gamma into the wasteland. Make me proud Sigismund," Marmaroth answered as he got back atop of his command dais. "You know what's at stake here. The Emperor expects nothing but excellence out of you. Make him proud." <Hangar> OOC I'll use your shuttle for botting & kickstarting the mission, hope you don't mind. Also, Team Gamma isn't going via Thunderhawk - you'll go with the same freighter Team Beta is going down, they'll just drop you off first. Sorry for not making that a bit clearer. Team Alpha found themselves inside Fenix's shuttle which took off as soon as everyone was in. Since the "Angelfall" dropped out of Warp at the edge of the system and hid its presence by transmitting fake ID to the Imperial augurs, it would take them a while before they reach Onpuku II, which would allow them for more time to prepare. Their landing pad was located in one of the lower hive's busy industrial sectors, close to the one bigger entrance into the Underhive itself, where their quarry was supposedly located. Team Beta and Gamma were loaded into a cargo freighter, manned by couple of serfs and Storm Troopers in disguise, led by none other than Lord Commissar Otto Strauss, who for this occasion was dressed in simple black clothes. "We will go and drop the first team into the wasteland, approximately hundred kilometers away from the Hive so they can begin their search of the perimeter. Try to locate any human settlement if possible and ask for anything out of the ordinary. Hopefully, it will be a walk in the park for you," the man advised, but knowing that Astartes probably got it all covered. "After it, we'll make way to the Upper Hive and allow you two to do your magic. You might evade all those questions if you keep low profile and ask the right people. Perhaps finding some information broker might be of your top priority. Sorry if I'm being pushy, but I was born and raised on Armageddon's Hive Infernus, so I'm just trying to offer you some advice."
The Black shield's sight of the hanger was now completely blocked by the towering Wolf. Again he remained silent, almost as if to bore the Bloodclaw. Again, the long paused ended with a sigh. "The nameless, that would be a suitable name if you chose.". The helmet voxed. Completely ignoring the challenge.
<Feron in Transit> Seated in a furnished assault couch the Salamander busied himself with a number of last minute checks and maintenance to his equipment. Sacred unguents being applied to the mechanisms of his bolter so that it wouldn't jam in a moment of need. "Keep an eye on your environmental scans Brothers. Down there stray fumes and gas leaks could mean the entire zone is a single flame away from turning into an inferno that wipes out everyone and anything within our AO, this might include our target. Cover each others backs where you can, a million angles of assault all around. Just as many cults both related and unrelated to our target as well so lets avoid making too much a scene, if our command finds it agreeable I'll try to find a decent vantage point over most the area we're hunting in, somewhere with quick access to line of sight on wherever we need to be. " Trying to find such a place in an Hive was a mixed bag at best, but hopefully somewhere a perch was set up that had a view of the maze like alleyways and hellish filth strewn streets that would let him support the rest of the team wherever needed.
Team reminders: Team Alpha (Underhive): Investigator Lysander @Mando Bounty Hunter Fenix @PorOborosCain Brother Amraphel @DeathKorpsOfKrieg Brother Feron @DeranVendar Edd & Rocky @DaKaptin Six @Casavay Team Beta (Upper Hive): Brother Draconion @Draconion Sister Jean @Shadhunter Team Gamma (Wasteland): Brother Steinar @Uriel1339 Brother Volorox @Vulpas Brother Dorallius @Grall_Stonefist Brother Icelos @Xaphen Sigismund @Loldoom
<Steinar 'MORTAL KOMBAAAAT!' Greywold> Steinar grabbed the man by his neck and pulled him up so they were head-to-head. "I CHALLENGED YOU!" He yelled in his face.
OOC: Helmet. I dont think your guy with his big meaty claws would be able to pick me up there. Very little space to grab, but Ill go with it. The Blackshield was lifted up, surprisingly. Now that he was up in the air, his lenses having acid spit on them, and already not happy with life. He accepted it. He raised his bolter to the hulking beast, not sure why he had not disarmed him. "Bang, your dead. I win. Will that suffice?" the helmet voxed. The red lenses never breaking eye contact with the wolf's own.
<Armoury> "Best we stick together initially. Once we establish clearer objectives, we can split up as necessary. I will search my memory palace to recall if I have read or heard anything about Onpuku that might help us." [OOC: @Colapse; Would Draconion's Polymath trait count for anything in having read about Onpuku before? ] <In Transit> "Not a problem at all, Lord Commissar. Your input is greatly appreciated. We were originally thinking of going straight to the top and working our way down from there. Part of our task here is to act as smokescreen for the other teams."
<In Transit> Amraphel performed some last minute checks on his plasma pistols, hoping they wouldn't overheat and blow up right in his face. However such risk was the price for wielding such potetnt arms. Aftter having performed the few technological rites he knew, he hoped he had appeased the guns machine spirit enough and put them back into the holsters. He was not optimistic about avoiding civilian deats and anyway nobody ecept a certain salamander would mourn a million dead underhivers. Amraphel resolved that he would like to have a last minute look at some more tactical information, so he turned to the bountyhunter and said:"Do you have some kind of map of the underhive with you?"
"While I come from a noble family, hive nobles are a different species to me. More merchant than nobility, most of them probably don't even know the chivalric code let alone ride or use a sword. Besides, negotiations have never been my strong suit, and I hear that most upper hive flats don't allow pets." Sigismund smiled a little, "Lady Jean and Draconian can handle themselves, unless they ask for my assistance the wastelands are a better choice for me." "I will Chaplain, I will. The Emperor protects." Sigismund bowed deeply, happy that Marmaroth accepted his request for transition so easily. (Transit) After making sure Blanche was tucked in just like the first mission, Sigismund sat down and strapped in himself, quite interested in the "discussion" between Steinar and the blackshield...
