<Team Gamma>
<Steinar GREYWOOOOOLD!>
Steinar dropped to a knee as blood gushed forth from just above his kneecap. But as he fell he drove both Chainswords through the chest of one of those mutants, ripping it apart. Bones and flesh severed. Another one was just about to leap on top of him, but with both feet on the ground, Steinar had decided to jump with head first. Right into the abdomen of his foe, crushing some ribs as the creature landed with the back first on the floor. Bones were heard cracking and the creature twitched awkwardly, perhaps having land on it's spine.

The desire to finish the foe off was great, for it would mean another victim to add to his collection of defeated foes. Alas, more dangerous enemies were still on their feet... "PUSH THEM BACK INTO THE NIGHT WHERE THEY CAME FROM!"

Volorox growled as the filthy mutant bit at his bone already he sent himself flying into the air jerking the mutant upwards then spinning causing the mutant to be shaken off of him. He then took aim with his foot as he came downwards on the mutant causing gore to shoot upwards and bones to be broken on impact and possibly killing the creature at once. As Volorox turned another mutant came at him. he quickly reached for the knife on his belt as it jumped on top of him Ans stabbed upwards skewering the mutant as he lifted him back up with his one fist he tore off another mutants arm then another then its leg until only its head was left slowly bleeding out. "I Am Defiantly Going make you feel this." he said his anger built up from before he lifted his fisted and with much of his raged punched the mutant threw destroying his brain and most of his head. he quickly took the mutant off his blade and put it back on his belt. "Theres more of them brothers I suggest we either bunker up in the Valkyrie or begin a fight on the move with this filth." he said as he moved back towards the group his chain halberd out as he saw more mutants appearing and charging at him.

<Dorallius>
Dorallius wacked the mutant trying to bite his hand over the head with his flamer, before making it spit yet another wall of fire out amongst the mutants "STAND STRONG MY BROTHERS" he yelled, as he stood spitting firery death towards the damned mutants.

"Out of the question, Dart!"
Fenix's voice modifier shouted. Dart's responded by leaving the safety of the couch fort of comrades. A small data-slate dislodged from its side, Fenix takes it and starts punching in codes. At the same time aboard Fenix's ship, a blast proof case reveals itself. Buzzing to life, it shows the number 2,157,110.65 in digital green print.
"You say the payment is 100,000 credits? I can have that ready within the hour."
Fenix looks to the group, most having probably never seen that much Imperial tender. Dart's responded to Fenix's helmet.
"That was very generous of you."
"Generous is giving the broker a new breathing hole. No one touches my gun."
"I'm sure it will be worth it."
"Enough."
Fenix turned to the Broker. Showing the data slate to him with the requested credits. Very unamused by his offer. 'I must remember to smack that ogryn for opening his mouth.'
"Do we have a deal? I'll need time to return to my ship... Without supervision."

Amraphel could barely hold himself back. Was this broker mad? The sword was worth more than everything in this hive together and it had felled men long before the broker was born. Such a foolish man; if they didn't need his intel the broker would die here and now for his insulting foolishness.
The man clearly thought that knowledge was power and therefor he could make such a demand, a fools errant, even if the broker had all the knowledge in the universe he couldn't hope to even tuch such a fine weapon. Amraphel could barely restrain himself from showing the broker the true meaning of power,
to kill your opposite where and whenever you please. Something in Amraphel hoped that it would come to violence and he was ready for it, but on the other hand was unsure if the nonr astartes in the group had the stomach.

The Blackshield reached the downed craft, right outside the hole he had exited. Then another wave of mutants arrived from the darkness. Before he could react the Blackshield's ear was torn off by one of the new mutants, throwing him off balance further. No scream was given. No bodily moments hesitated. No. This filth would not get the satisfaction.

Before the Astarte's super human body could clot the wound, he shoved his fist through the mutant's ribcage into its body. The weak body stopped thrashing after its spine was completely torn free from its body. With this new weapon, he threw it like a whip to another that had been on top of the ship. With a hard flick of the wrist, the creature was dragged down above the Astarte. After freeing his hands of the weapon, the Blackshield grabbed the creature with both hands and snapped the creature in two with his knee(Bane style).

With the closest threats eliminated, he moved into the hole had made in the ship. Just before reaching all the way another attempted to pull him back into the muck. In reply, the Blackshield spat his acidic saliva at the creatures face, sending it back. Now being free, he moved behind Dorallius "Where is my weapons and helm!" He demanded form the Excoriator.

(I assumed you pulled them off of me when dragging my ass through the wasteland, so you could just say the corner or something. Also @Colapse did I lose my Lyman's Ear?)

"I supposed you have partly reearned the right to carry your tools of the emperors jugdement, though point them st his foes, not his subjects" Dorallius said as he inbetween spewing flames, grapped the bolter maglocked to the flamers lock, where he had kept it, and one arm threw it to the blackshield, "as for your helmet, it was off when i incapacitated you, and i cared not to find it," he said strait out, never looking to the blackshield.

Even Six knew that the Broker's terms were outrageous, and she moved backwards a step.
"Steep price", she said calmly and with a pang of amusement added in artificially as not to sound completely Krieger. "Likely to obfuscate lack of information. Or at least, useful information. No intel on a man is this valuable from a... person like you. You pay no price of flesh, blood and sweat, so do not pretend that to demand that much would be fair."

Armed with sword and shield the knight stood a good chance against the mutants. His position was quite defensible, up against the wall to make sure the damned monsters couldn't flank him. It seemed that they had enough intelligence in their warped minds to not just throw themselves at him. Suddenly one of the creatures leapt from the shadows only to be met with steel, slamming into his shield arm. Several stabs into the mutant produced a terrifying shriek of pain from it, filthy ichor streaming from it's wounds before it's miserable existence was ended by one swift strike to the head.

However, another of the beasts saw the moment of weakness and siezed it, charging at his vulnerable side, razor-sharp claws about to rip open like fish in a can. Sigismund only heard a sickening crunch that was oh-too familiar to him as a bag of malformed bone and blood flew away and slammed into a wall, twisted form still twitching in agony. Back on guard he waited for the next scavenger to try it's luck against him and Blanche, thanking the Emperor and his ancestors that Blanche hit her mark.

OOC Shit, if I had that much money I would never work as a Bounty Hunter Also, speeding it up!

<Team Alpha>

Information Broker agreed and let Fenix go get the credits. The Bounty Hunter did go, supported by Amraphel in case somebody decides to jump them on their way back to the shuttle. The whole ordeal of going back and forth lasted for about an hour and a half, enough time for others who remained at the Broker's hotel get something to eat and drink. Apparently, the man didn't waste his resources on pleasing his clients, now that business was settled. Once the pair returned and the money transfer was complete, much to the satisfaction of the Broker, the man shared his information on Wade.

"Who exactly is he meeting within the arena is unknown to me, however it's probably with the ones who put the bounty on his head, which means the Arbites. But as I said, that's only speculation. On his way back, his decoy will go through the corridors of the Chapel of the God-Emperor and I already know there are at least 5 different teams waiting on him there. However, the real Wade will take another path."

Broker took out a map of the Underhive, similarly to one Lysander already possessed. "Here, below my establishment and right on the path towards the Screaming Sons territory lies an expanse known to us as the Sludge Sea. For most part it's impossible to traverse, due to the junk in the "water", lots of interesting inhabitants and the density of the fluid itself. However, if one would have a special boat, armed and prepared just for that, one could brave the waves. Steve Wade possesses such boat, in fact, it is located not far from here in the local marina. You'll recognize it quite easily, it's the biggest ship in there, with most guns as well but everyone thinks it's a vehicle of those people from the Water Plant across the hive in the west. It used to be but not anymore, Wade and his men acquired it couple of months ago. Also, its name is Mermaid so you won't have trouble finding it."

"The marina itself is under my authority and at the moment, there are no guards in it, just couple of local gangers and other lowlifes that live on the boats, so you won't have much problem reaching it. Wade himself is on his way to the boat as we speak, so I suggest you moving as soon as possible."


<Team Gamma>

OOC no you didn't, the claw just took out your outer ear (flesh) and your good looks, nothing more

The mutants were fast and agile, but they never had an opportunity to test their mettle against Chosen of the Emperor. Claws which could tear apart normal humans proved not so efficient in destroying power armor with the same speed. Not to mention their bodies were too weak to withstand blessed weapons. They burned and got eviscerated, screaming in the night's wind. There were couple of them still standing, darting around the group and trying to wear them down but the initial surprise lost and not a single kill claimed made them uncertain how to progress further (OOC 6 of them left, you can kill all of them or couple of them and let others run, makes no difference).

It was approximately at same time the Marines in the team heard a distinctive sound of engine running coming towards them somewhere from the plains in front of them...


<Mining Station>

Marmaroth was the first one through the gaping hole in the door which was perhaps the best option at that time because what greeted him was a hail of heavy bolter rounds, impacting on his armor plate. Before him, spread on three different floors were gun emplacements filled with various servitors, gun serfs and automated sentry guns, all locked and fired on his form.

"Into the fray brothers, let none stand in our way!" the Chaplain roared as he followed through his own tactic, turning every defensive option into an attacking one, simply charging straight at the nearest knot of enemy troopers while firing on the run with his storm bolter, the weapon perfect for situations such as this.

The creature was the second one who came behind him, then the Techmarine and the Dreadnought himself, who used his enormous bulk to protect them from the explosion that engulfed the corridor behind them, most of the blast scorching his armor and rear motors.

OOC Our enemies - 6xHeavy weapons team (3 humans in it); 40 combat servitors with various weapons, 10 sentry guns (heavy bolters) and 20 humans with couple of officers and tech adepts amongst them. Have fun