A5 The Tau simply bowed before taking her leave, the Harlequin following her. Shi Monat readied her different gear as she walked, both eventually sitting in a transporter to get near their deployment zone. OOC: So you 'jump' us where we are required? Also I assume we are being dropped off one after another since we ain't got enough ships to transport all of us? Or we in some sort of docks or such?
A3 "Sure thing," Razauil smiled. He wasn't about to lose himself in the battle. At least not yet. He had a score to settle and dieing in this misbegotten place won't do him much good. So he focused on the task at hand. "Good luck, my fair maiden," he teased Reshas he made his way towards the pit. He was set, and once the gates opened, he will enter the sand and bring ruin to anyone unlucky to cross his path.
A3 Deff'ead had followed the others through the city, not understanding them as they spoke in some pansy-speak. He waited for the eldar to sign up before approaching the counter himself: "Alsa here for fightn, Deff'ead da name, stompin's da game!" The greenskin's eyes glowed evilly at the last words. As the quick bureaucratic chores were done, he remembered and tossed up his revolver to the acountant before leaving for his own starting gate(?).
A1 Mulch had made his way aboard the ship a bit later than the rest but made it to hear the tail end of their briefing. Grunting the rag cloaked Ork lumbered about with his hammer, finding himself a room right next to the other of his kind on board and claiming it as his own by promptly wrecking up the furnishings and trashing it. [ L } Lumbering back to join the rest he set the head of his warhammer to the ground and leaned on it, awaiting assignment as he stared down their pitiful 'umie Kaptinn.
A3 "To you, too. Even if we won't need it, dear venomous friend." With a flick of her wrist, she drew her knife and readied herself, scanning across the sands. She was ready for a fight, and thirsty for misery.
A4 As they got to the hanger, the arstartes had shown the way, he again looked to the space marine. "Can we go, to food.. Place, i am hungry". He simply stated to the new leading figure, space marines was closer to emperor, derfore you should listen to them.
A3 ''Alright fine, then. You're all in. Ork, you're up first. The others can watch. Get to gate 16, you're out in 5 mins,'' the pit master said. OOC: The ship's not been flown since Ferrelian took ownership of it. We're in the giant ass space port on the map. But feel free to skip time, for sure. A1 ''Welcome to me ship, greenskin. The rest are out, hunting for credits. Why not make yerself useful and do the same?'' Ferrelian said, regarding the hulking alien with nonchalance. The Ork's size was nothing he hadn't seen before, not were his frowns or grunts.
A5 The two women and the Hired Gun made it near the Warehouse from the Space Port, keeping range and hiding behind a building on the opposite side. Shi Monat grabbed her Magnoculars and looked for any guards, security systems and possible entrances. "So what is your name?" She asked the Harlequin while scanning. EDIT: edited for GM note
A3 Mulch looked at the man and simply grunted in response. Deciding to go join the brawls at the arena, see if he couldn't wrack up a decent name for himself here and some credits to spend. Making his way toward the pit Mulch took the fastest path he knew as he tread it many times. A regular there it seemed judging by the greetings he received. "Sign me up fer da fight. " Looking down at the Pit Master the massive mallet of condensed scrap on a steel beam that made up his Warhammer came to rest upon a naked green shoulder.
A3 The ork idly tossed his hammer in his hand while he took a skull from his belt. A good hunt, a human skull with the cranium leveled, he had taken it because it look just beautiful to him. But his musings were interupted by the gate clanking up. Deff'ead slipped on the brass knuckles into his left hand and plodded into the arena, singing: "I'm da greenest, bestest of the lot! I make you all look like grots!" after roaring his challenge the ork whacked his hammer against the ground and looked around for his opponent.
