<Edd, Rocky, Carlarth, Fenix> OOC @lord-watchman told me he's back, so I'll let him decide on your next move <Vulpin, Amraphel, Sigismund> The man nodded and led them deeper through the fallen ship's halls, towards a small shrine with a statue of an Emperor in it. It was no bigger than 3x3 meters, but it was quite enough. "The pyramid is where the aliens are located in, their base of operations if you will. There are passageways that led to it but I must tell you, whoever got in it never came out. But I can already see what you are aiming at...I hope you brought reinforcements." <Satoshi, Temvero> Satoshi managed to cut off couple of claws off the Stalker's form, but there were many more for the creature to compensate. It reared up as he tried to stab it in its mouth, Roning missing the slit by a couple of centimeters and uselessly cutting a part of necrodermis from its face. However before the creature could make a follow-up attack, a familiar sound of a bullet flying through the air could be heard as Temvero's aim was true. He used the distraction offered to him by Sato and did what Ronin failed to do, scoring a hit as the bullet went straight through Tomb Stalker's mouth and annihilated some important mechanism that made Necron topple on the ground and stop moving. <Draconion, Volorox, Dorallius, Brandt, Feron> + <Zeth, Ixtab> But just as the Librarian spoke he felt a slight shift in the ground, as if the Battle Barge shuddered under some sort of foreign influence. Thunderwolf growled more loudly now as it began sniffing the air and went to stalk the shadows. "I read movement," Sister Brandt spoke as she watched the pings on her scanner, slowly closing in. "Defensive formations," Feron ordered as he got behind couple of wrecked cogitators, "Brandt, Volorox and Draconion in front, Dorallius and me will provide covering fire. Be careful, remember that Wraiths can phase in and out and can move through the metal if they want to." Then he opened channel to the rest of the force, trying to reach their lost Skitarii friends. "Ixtab, Zeth. If you are reading this converge on our position but move with utmost care. Necron forces are inbound. May the Emperor guide your steps. Feron out."
"Damn good shot Temvero!" Satoshi turned and gave the Salamander a quick thumbs up. Then the Ronin went to the side of the limp metal critter and began cutting the thing's head off. It took a bit of effort, since it was huge and Mamushi wasn't really made for cutting large things, but eventually the maw section and the rest of the body detached. Satisfied that the thing was dead, Satoshi went to the Salamander to get his rifle back. On the way there, he thought as loud as he could. HEY IV! You still there? We killed the metal bug thing if you want us to start looking for you guys. Any idea where we should start? @Vulpas
It seems that they at least had a shrine, not a surefire method to determine if they were closet heretics but it was evidence none the less. "If we had a long range vox or if you have any Psykers to assist Vulpin maybe we could reach our ship in orbit, though without any help I don't know if he is strong enough. The dreadnought you saw with us earlier is powerful enough to reach our captain in orbit but he was with the others... Until we can contact either of them we're on our own. How many combat capable men do you have and what happened to the astartes on your vessel?"
Ixtab rose to his feet with the help of the ranger. Each second passing, most of his functions began to respond back to life as the foreign xeno filth was cleared from his body. Standing upright and adjusting his vision, Ixtab nodded his head to the ranger in thanks. +I am operational. Attack imminent, recommended course of action.. retreat to entrance point. Reinforce the other team. Exterminate all Xeno forces.+ Ixtab for the first time, wielded both of his weapons. The hiss of his rad pistol was almost as loud as his Power sword's crackling field. He kept the pistol aim up and the sword kept down, looking at Zeth for his input or confirmation.
@Colapse @Deran_Vendar "Aye, Commander," replies Draconion as he draws both swords and moves to the front of the formation. The drakeling, alerted by its companion's premonitions of danger as well as its own uncanny senses, ceases its sulking in the corner and glides over to perch on Draconion's armour backpack.
Vulpin- "I am still here Satoshi Sorry about before if you got injured. Do you know of a likely place you can link up with us or possibly get into contact with the Chaplain? We are currently underground in a crashed Imperial ship that is under the library. " Vulpin again contacted Satoshi Replying to him. Volorox- Volorox grabbed his halberd and got it armed and took position near a joke point near one of the doors he then looked at the ceiling and had A idea he quickly began climbing and used his jump pack and his armor to mag lock himself to the ceiling. He was ready for whatever was coming from these wraiths he kept near the door readied.
Despite the irritation, Satoshi replied in thought. We're way outside the city's limits right now, and as far as I can tell the streets are still swarming with those tiny metal bugs ripping everything organic apart. I doubt we can re-enter the city even if we use the rooftops. Temvero and I have set up shop outside on a tall dune and can give cover fire from the surface, but unless you've got a way to kill that swarm I'm afraid we don't have the means to get to you.
Fenix awoke inside an isolated sell inside the necron pyramid. From the sound of it, the rest of the group was there as well. Rocky and Edd were talking, those two could really talk. The mysterious new Psyker was there as well. They forming a plan of sorts. Fenix didn't need a plan, she hard Dart. "Can you keep it down. This isn't my first dungeon and I'm trying to find a signal. They took our weapons, but not our gear. I still have my helmet vox, I'll see what I can find. In the mean time... don't do anything to piss off the xeno-bots." 'Dart report. I repeat, Dart are you out there?' Dart the servo-skull had since left the vents and made for outside. The streets were awash with other mechanical constructs, but these were not of Imperial make. Dart reviewed his data-codex, finding a word of pure loathing. Necrons. [Alert. Alert. Tech Heresy. Danger. Locate Fenix... ERROR. Fenix not found... Oh dear. Secondary protocols initiated. Locate Vox channel link associated... Scanning. Two signatures identified. Satoshi and Temvero. Locate and follow.] Dart flew off to get help and to provide aid to the space marines. Willing to do anything it could do to help Fenix, programming and... something else. [I hope one of the can hear me... Otherwise this will be difficult.]
OOC ok id like to apoligise for my abssence just started a new job so been busy *prison cell* "so as we have time with no interference from the dreadnaught, id like to ask who out of you fully trust the chaplin" as she spoke carlarth snickerd from her cell "also when your ready i belive i have a plan to escape but you will all have to trust me and do as i say completly"
