The Tau smirked on that and slowed down her massage but intensified it. "Prisoners... Slaves... Yeah.... Perhaps even train some as Meatshields or simply strap them on the greenskins." Shi'Monat added with a soft, yet dark giggle.
"OIY BLUE GROT! Yooz not shovin no puny 'umie grotz on uz unless deyz food. " Mulch snorted indignantly, scratching at yet another fresh needle scar from the various tranquilizer darts he had to suffer through at the arena. "But naw naw dis sounds good. Some propah krumpin an stompin! Burnin too! I likez it!"
"So much touching going on here", Resh noted sharply, before stepping forward, out of the shadows. Her mood had gone sour hours ago, shortly after she waked up, and she wasn't in the mood for her usual tricksery. "I concur. Let us raid, and keep who we find. Ransom the captain, put the rest to work 'til they die."
''No, dark one, you are risking your life because I asked you to, and because you will be rewarded for doing so. Nobody, nobody blackmails me and gets away with it,'' the captain snapped. & ''Weren't you listening, Kroot? I already said he's wealthy. Grab whatever you can, take his shiny toys, break what you can't carry!'' & ''Do I look like a psyker to you? He's rich, rich people hire lots of guards, do the maths,'' the captain asked, wondering why, again, anyone expected him to somehow know.'' Grab prisoners if you must, but that's entirely secondary. Don't start getting slowed because you're trying to haul them back to the ship.'' ''So, is everyone ready?''
Skullcrusha ginned widely at the Captain's response, loosening in his stance now that his worries of a lack of personal benefit during the mission had been subsided. "Boss, I was ready yesterday. Just give tha word, and I'm off."
"Ditto, Raidmaster. As they say, 'Once you say go, I will go'." Saying it without any hint of poison did not even take Resh any effort this time - she was eager to prove she was not the worthless piece of trash she had made herself out to be after her defeat.
Mulch tugged at a tusk lightly and gave a nod. "Lets go krump, stomp an zog da place up! Wez gonna chop dem up right boyz? " Looking between the other two Orks, and their Kroot, he laughs heartily.
Razauil smiled, "I like your spirit, Captain. I predict a slow and painful death for your nemesis. May the crows of the Dark City feast upon his flesh for we shall feast upon his soul!"
"We will Destroy this foe leaving him a broken man from what he once was for messing with us. We shall make him regret crossing us." Davian said his a smile showed his teeth.
''If yer all ready, then why are ye all still here? Go on, get to the Valkyrie! The trucks will be waiting for ya on the surface, ya'll be drivin' in to his private estate. I'll take a truck to meself and the hired guns,'' the captain said. -- After a near half hour or driving, the captain and his hired guns arrived at the man's luxury mansion. Multiple sentry towers and a large rockcrete wall surrounded the compound. It looks like akin to an Imperial Guard base, than a home. The captain's truck was greeted by a pair of men, who checked to see who was inside, before allowing the captain in. Once inside he exited the truck, a steel briefcase in hand, and made his way inside to negotiate. The hired guns followed the captain in, but not before relaying the basic look of the compound to the rescue party via the radio in their truck. Before reaching the compound, the team had to decide their best way in... OOC: Go time
