Davian nodded and headed to the valkyrie. he was the first and sat in the middle. He grabbed his pendant under his cloak and prayed for protection and forgiveness from the emporer and the primarch he finished and placed his pendat back under his cloak as someone else made it to the ship. he put his head back for moment and began to think of the mission agian He would have to watch out for himself and the team and aid them if they got into serous danger.
The Dark Eldar nodded and left the briefing room. On the way to the hanger, he stopped by his room and armed himself. He left his sword in his stash and took a hold of his newly purchased weapon. It was a plain spear, nothing too fancy. A metal shaft with a blade at the top, it looked like something a peasant would carry in war. Razauil was intent of keeping that deception until he is being seen using it in combat. Armed and armored, he entered the hanger and took a seat in the Valkyrie, eagerly awaiting for this raid to happen. He turned his head towards the Space Marine who looked somewhat nervous, "What happened, someone told you the Emperor died?"
A1. Rho-mu 31 climbed upon a near-derelict ship classified as The Mortal Vengance.The size and the shape of the ship indicated that it was a Sword Class Frigate.Not bad..for a captain with such a...colorful history.He heard behind the walls the energy coundits roiling throught the ship from the plasma-engine in the back.He sapped a little bit of the energy throught his noospherical link.It was delicious...yet a tad bitter,it signified the Machine Spirits life as a soul on this ship as a troubled one. He heard the distant clatter of iron and a clatter of feets in the distance.After he got handpicked by the Captain...which was of no great surprise to Rho-mu 31,he moved beyond the Hanger Bays to find his room.The grim/grey solid,metalic walls,clank of his metalic feet on the floor was surprisingly loud.He passed four rooms that were already occupied "I hope i am not too late.".Tho he got used to sleeping in the worse conditions on Graia...aspecially during the Ork invasion.If not for the Emperor`s Angels..his bioform would be terminated.Acursed greenskins..maniacal beasts!Nothing more!He snapped from his mussings as he turned to the left and saw a room with the designated mark on it.Clearly not occupied.The room designation number was C.
"No just a thought on a old enamy Hoping he wasnt able to limp away from the hounds of death." he said rembering the sergeant. He remberd the day. the seargent command them to shoot at fellow brothers He dint but the others did. he and the seargeant fought before a tactical marine got a grenade off on them. a few of his friends dead but the seargeant was no where to be found. and Davian himself injured He herd over that his seargeant was marked as a traitor and anyone serving under him was to be considerd until proven not. his memory then went to him limping away just barley escaping his former brothers and finding his way on the cargo ship. He couldnt go back he couldnt face his chapter and not his captain not the clan member before him. "Just hoping he has a worse fate then mine." he said his face smiling a bit thinking of a worse fate for the seargent.
Resh walked away, unsmiling, defeated. She felt enraged at the raidmaster's lack of confidence in his craft. Risks existed to be taken, that was what she felt. What if a few people died in the process? Fun was to be had, and pain to be eaten. Oh, well. With amused curiosity, Resh noticed the crew had grown since their last meeting. Of particular curiosity was man, who was not a man. A machine he was in part, so it seemed. The Dark Eldar got her belongings and decided to intercept him. "...ah, tin man. A man of tin. A metal mon-keigh. Do you dream of electric sheep?"
''We good?'' Garret asked Arron, who was to be the pilot of the Valkyrie. ''Systems are green boss, ready when you are,'' Arron replied. ''Alright,'' Garret said, turning back to the passengers. ''Buckle up, we're wheels up in sixty seconds.'' He took his place in the co-pilot's seat, strapping himself in and behind him the others did the same. The Ogryn, particularly, was noisy during the trip. It bemused Garret that, despite the sheer mass and power of the creature, he was utterly terrified of small spaces. The Valkyrie made the journey inhibited by the enemy, and landed safely within the facility's oxygen and gravity fields, ensuring the team needn't wear void suits between the vessel and the facility itself. Garret unbuckled himself and stood. ''Alright, remember, try not to raise an alarm of any sort. Our first goal is to grab, and interrogate, some unlucky sod in there. We get him to tell us where their security is based. We will be wanting to disable their defences, their alarms and their communication outward. We can't risk anyone turning up, unannounced, and spoiling the party,'' he said. ''So, grab your gear, let's go.'' The group approached the outer perimeter of the structure. It wasn't a military base, and though thick enough to protect those inside, the team had little trouble cutting through the wall and inviting themselves in. Once inside they found themselves in a room (of building A). ''Alright. Ideas?''
~~ Valkyrie ~~ Shi Monat sat down next to Razauil, liking his attitude. "Hey, darkling." She said, sitting down, taking a look at the Human-wannabe-astartes. "Hah! You fled from your home while still being nothing but a recruit, just like myself!" She laughed, knowing the difference between an Astartes and a Scout. EDIT: ~~ After Arrival ~~ The Tau had a few ideas but was curious how the others may think.
~Mission~ "How about... we smash their life support, and let them wither and die? We can return later, with voidsuits, to reap the..." Resh cracked up. An attack without slaughter... ridiculous. "I apologize. I cannot keep a straight face. I say let's find a security station first, then let's see about how we move around the station further?"
~Mission~ "'Ere we go! 'Ere we go!" Mulch watched the Valkyrie's hatch open and tore himself from cargo, only the reminder by their apparent team lead kept him from howling and getting right to krumpin. "Roight, sneaky an kunnin like a kommando, like Mork! " He hunched forward as if it would actually help hide his bulky profile. "Gitz me a 'umie an I can makez 'em talk, deyz not like me but dey'll talk like a grot ovah a roast! "
Rho-Mu 31 turned to the colorful group that the Captain "chosen" warriors are.Except for a few venerable warriors there were also greenskins.He hated the greenskins more then any other enemy of the Imperium since their invasion on Graia.They came upon their crude craft and "Roks",a mechanized aparatus without the Machine Spirit.Machines devoid of life...of higher purpose except those to wreak violence.That is blasphemy of the highest order. He gazed with his bionic eyes to the slim and tall figure that was gleaming at the Skitarii with dark eyes.It was obviously one of the xeno species.His internal cogitators started whrilling to action,to find in his extensive database any abhuman class that corresponds with this bioforms estetics. It was obviously a xeno...similiar to an Eldar...yet with obvious deviation in the estetics.It was a her...the feminine biomass was obvious.The estetics and surface scans showed a little...but the look in her eyes and the curved black lips,the smile on them,showed way more. "I apologise,but are you adressing this unit?"
