M3 -Infiltration Team- Razauil picked up the heavy hand cannon (OOC hopefully, there was 1 magazine left around or I hope Urian would be kind enough to share), thinking how it almost weighted like his autogun and wishing that he had it with himself now, as a group of men came into a view. "Hurry up with this, we need information now!" he cursed at his kin while slowly backing away further into the bush, aiming at the incoming guard with his gun. Dammit Mulch, now would be a really good time for you to show up!
m3 infiltration team-- "Razauil Skullcrusha may have something of interst It looks like one of the gaurds had a data slate But Skullcrusha has it." davian whisperd to razauil
M3 -Infiltration Team- "I believe he is smart enough to hand it to us," Razauil stated as he scanned his surroundings. OOC you take it mate, I already have one dataslate as an item and you don't (if Google hands it over ofc)
M3 - Infiltrtion -- "Skullcrusha It would benefit us if you give me the data slate I can read it" davian whisperd to skullcrusha
M3 - Infiltration Team Skullcrusha observed the data slate in his hands, trying to understand the weird wording inside it. Unfortunately for him, while he could speak Low Gothic, he could not read it himself. To him, it was just doodles and curvy lines. With a sigh of irritation, he turned to the Marine who had just approached and nodded in agreement. "Aye, itz be best if ya read it yourself. Me readin skillz be lackin forz findin out wha be in tha darn thing." He chuckled lowly before handing the data slate over to the Marine boy, but shortly afterwords noted the security guards approaching. It would seem that the blue flash git had indeed got the humies attention with her fancy shoota, something he wasn't too surprised of. Having looted the corpse fully, he arose and swung his Lasgun from its weapon sling hanging on his back into a firm grip in both his hands. He followed that action with a quick hand gesture over to the guards to alert the rest silently before he himself made for the sanctuary of the bushes. There was still a chance they could remain undetected, but if that was not possible they could at least hide long enough to mildly surprise their foes.
m3 - Infiltration team Davian was handed the data slate as the gaurds aproached he began heading into the bushes and made himself unseen again. he then took a look at the data slate. He was besides skullcrusha. As his eyes scanned the data slates information he looked for anything usefull.
''My boss?'' the man said, spitting. ''You won't find him. Yours, however, is probably already in shackles alongside that arbites prick.'' The data-slate yielded only snippets of useful information. Most of the content was the ramblings of its owner, some bad poetry and other such nonsense. However, in a hidden file, lay a long string of numbers. To most minds it would be gibberish, but Davian suspected that it was a pass code, perhaps to the security system [Also, added the slate to your sheet] [Added to your sheet. All guns come fully loaded, just because it's easier] As the group tried to decipher the data-slate, and questioned the captured man, the enemy men closed in on their position, and entered the bush land. They sought their allies, and their absence had made each of the men very wary as they advanced.
m3 Infiltartion - Davian searched through the data slate most of it useless The only intersting part was the numbers "I may have the passcode razuil. But i cant be sure The skitari May be able to decipher this." Davian said. He kept moving back slowly as the gaurds came nearer.
Rho-mu 31 looked at the data-slate, and nodded. But with the enemy so close, he would wait until after they were dealt with to reveal his insight.
M3 -Infiltration Team- Razauil watched as the group of men entered bush as he whispered to his kin, again using his native tongue. "Slice his throat Resh, we cannot be discovered just yet." To hell with me relying on a Greenskin! Pointing at his friends to slowly back away, he pulled out his spear and crouched down, close to the ground as possible. The guards looked alarmed and there was no way he would be able to evade them now. But it was six guards versus six pirates. It wouldn't be hard to kill them, but what then? An entire fort would be at their heels and the damned Mulch was nowhere to be seen. Scanning the opposition and taking note of the body language of his teammates, the Dark Eldar readied himself for battle. There was only one thing in which he was certain - the first Mon-keigh won't know what hit him.
