After Landing
"Yes an girlz, wotevah. Youz wanna take a step back? Yaz gittin in me space! " His elbow jabbed back at the Blueskin. "Looks clear out here so far, must be sleepin timez or sumin..." Passing in front of another building (BUILDING B) he peered inside a window trying to see what was within.

From one building to another he skulked around like a thief.It was humiliating...but if the bulky Orks could...so could he!All went well....but it was too quiet.It is never too quiet even on a mining colony...but still.He scanned constantly for any sign for bioforms or technology.

When he gazed foward he saw the Ork leaning to see throught a window.How convinient for an Ork to do such a stupid thing.He tightened the grip on his Axe.

OOC:I am terribly sorry...i presumed! :3

OOC: too lazy to read 4 pages, ill read them later, im also skipping the intro to the captain

IC:

*before the briefing and such*

*after introducing herself to the captain under the basic premise of "as long as i get some money out of this im happy", she then went to choose a room, most of the rooms near the hangers were occupied and she did not want to be to close to the Tau, so she had decided that room R would work, upon walking in she noticed that the room was quite large*

"well.... this is nice"

*she began walking around the room and looking at everything in the room, and looking at what she could do to more personalize the room*

"hmmm... something to make the bed seem more.... cozy.... curtains around it? yes that would work.... maybe some pictures on the walls to make the walls look less.... boring" *talking to herself as she moved from place to place in the room, it had been a while since she had a place to actually sit down and call home, being stuck on Dreadhaven for a few months had kept her on the move and overly cautious of everyone*

*at this point she took the first hot shower she had had in weeks, and then went to sleep, until being summoned for the briefing*

*she could get used to having a safe bed to return to once again*

OOC sorry for the late reply, I was really busy today

GM NOTE: Spying the building A

As they landed on the shuttle platform, whole team followed the big Ork. Yeah, that's a smart thing, follow the Greenskin's lead.

With a shrug, Razauil waited for them to move away a bit and then went his way. He walked over to the Building A, and tried to find a window, or some cavity through which he can scan the interior and even make his way inside.

Davian followed the tau and ork making sure to stay out of sight. He kept himself alert rembering training drills.

Natalya decided to follow closely behind Razauil, she preferred smaller groups and there was no way the Orks were going to be stealthy. Perhaps they'd cause a sufficient distraction.

Rho-mu 31 ducked at the sound of the feet behind him.He saw several figures not seen before and the two Dark Eldars always slipping out of sight.He didnt liked this...he felt that the front of the raid party was being used.Not that he had anything against it...its just that he was part of it.

He asserted the tactical algorythms and ducked...waiting for the inevitable to happen.

OOC: Someone find someone to interrogate already, it's a mining colony, not a graveyard. Also, assume the NPCs are following closely behind Deran's character.

As he made his way around the building, the Dark Eldar stopped in his tracks as he saw a human male in mining uniform, in a lack of a better word, taking a piss behind couple of crates. Perfect.

Razauil moved in the shadows and crept closer and closer. Making sure nobody was watching, as soon as he got couple of feet away, he jumped on his prey and bashed its head with the shaft of his spear. The human dropped and Razauil grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back, towards where he came.

Once he got to a safe distance, he rejoined his Harlequin friend and dropped the miner on the ground. "Hold him," he said as he began slapping the poor soul, trying to wake him up. When the guy opened his eyes, Razauil didn't waste any time.

"Where is the security room located? Tell me now and she" he pointed at Natalya, "Won't slice your throat"

Natalya drew her blade from its sheath, allowing the sound of the weapon sliding from its sheath to draw on and on, as if some form of threat.