OOC:I didnt knew prices were nn-negotiable... "You speak the truth Ore Trader..i cannot make the jumps in once piece to get to the one with better price so i`ll have to accept this price...out of necessity..."said the Skitarii.."so when do you want to get your Ore delivered?And are you buying all 5 crates of it.that is 250 units?"Skitarii cocked his head strangly and gazed upon the trader.
A23 Davian parried the sword and began using his strength to come even closer as there swords met. he kept both hands on his sword and Roared. barring his teeth. as soon as the swords detached he dodged and charged and striked repeatly at his oppanet. his oppanent eventually got a large slash wound on his chest.
[OOC: Sorry about the neither-here-nor-there-ness, like he said, I assumed there was some sort of swooping.] A gleeful grin brightened Resh's face as she counted her credits. "Money! One of the few mon-keigh things I like!" She bowed to Jalp. "You make a very good retainer and assistant, were you aware? I wonder why anyone would send you away." "...anyway, would you happen to have a suggestion what to do next? We could try our hand at another bounty, part our ways, or return to the ship, maybe?"
A22 OOC Ty! "So you've been to that bar in X21?" "Nah, don't like the crowd. Bunch of lowlifes and criminals. Fuck them!" "Maan, they provide extra services there, on the top floor maaan...Girls are just, mmmm skilled!" "Dammit, you know I'm a married guy right? Fuck that shit, she knows how much I earn, if I spend more on the side, she would want to know where that money went, and we are saving for the lil kiddo." "Bah maaan, you don't know what you are missing. There's one girl there man, an alien chick, things she does..." "Do tell?" "Well, she uses...." And there was a slight gurgle and a spear stretching through the guards neck. The other one watched in horror what happened to his friend and turned, trying to reach his gun in the meantime. What he saw in the edge of his vision was a dark figure. Its face was utterly alien to him and his shock was complete when he saw that the figure was smiling. Razauil indeed smiled as he destroyed the man's neck. With a push, he removed the spear from the guard's body and watched how the other guy reacted. He tried to do something, but the human was clumsy and slow, slower than this Dark Eldar at least. Razauil spun around and brought his spear down on his enemy in a wide arc, carving his torso from shoulder to collar bone. But before the guard even had time to scream, Razauil did a follow-up strike and rammed the weapon into the man's jaw and brain right after (OOC strike from below under the jaw.) The dead man's face widened in agony and Razauil felt joy in bringing swift and gruesome death to this creature. But he couldn't tarry. He removed his spear from the guy's head and dropped it on the side. With an effort, he pulled the bodies of the guards back into the storage room, not wanting to leave them right there in the open. He spent some time doing this, but it had to be done in order to make sure his escape would go unnoticed. While he did that, he checked their pockets for any credits or data-slates, which could give him information, codes, or whatever was needed here. (GM NOTE: Looting bodies for cash & data). Once the deed was done, the Dark Eldar went back and picked up his spear. He noticed a small opening on the left of the corridor and a staircase. Also, he heard a man's heavy footsteps coming from above. He quickly moved back around the corner and waited for the guard to come down. Soon, a man came into a view. Razauil could see that it was a muscled man, a tough opponent, if he had a weapon in hand that is. But this guy was relaxed as he was approaching the corridor entrance and a plan was devised in Razauil's mind. "Hey guys, you there?! I'm getting bored patrolling like this, all alone. It's not like anyone is stupid to attack..." he talked as he entered the lit corridor, only to feel a sharp pain in his knee which dropped him on the floor. There was a spear rammed in his leg. "What the..." he brought his head up, only to eat another blow. A spear shaft hit him straight in the face and he stumbled. Razauil moved quickly. He put manacles on the guy and rammed him against the wall. "Where is Napol? (OOC the rich guy) I have something to ask him. Tell me and you won't share the fate of your friends," the Dark Eldar pointed at the blood stains on the rug behind him (OOC I know I hid the bodies and shit, but it wouldn't be logical if no blood could be found on the place where the guards died). His spear was in his hand pressed against the guard's head. If the guy tries to scream, he would feed him the pointy edge soon enough.
OOC: Well idk what else I stole... Uploaded quite anything I could find... Anywho as long as I got my slate me is happy! Shas'Saal'Sa'Cea'Shi'Monat simply returned to the Cruiser and as she got in her room, hoping that a bigger mission would start soon.
With Fox58 -Readying the maul, he grins mischievously before charging into a full sprint towards his opponent. As soon as he gets a third of the way there, he throws a small pouch of dust towards his opponent in the hopes of blinding him so he can end the fight quickly with a jumping head bash with his maul- [End exert] Awaiting GM response
Jalp had just bought his new rippergun as Resh asked her quistions. "me think we.. go back to boss, and tell we made.. these money, thats what he... wantet last time." Jalp said very sure of himself, for they where also making money for Boss, just like the last time, he also wantet money.
Her curious gaze wandered over the large slab of metal in the Ogryn's hands. It was no gun, or a melee weapon, or anything any civilized being would use. It was a gigantic beast of steel, belching lead and smoke, and likely making enough noise to kill nearby woodland critters. "Nice weapon you bought for yourself there", she began, "It seems to have been made to perfectly fit you. A much favoured classic amongst your kind, I presume?" Whilst talking, she went to leave for the captain swiftly, but slowly enough to let the Ogryn keep up. [Somehow it really bothers me that I don't know whether or not to capitalise Ogryn. It's different in every post I write.]
Before Jalp could think forth an answer for Reshes quistions, she started moving. Jalp quickly followed after, he liked working with her, she never talked bad to him and in general was nice to him. He cought up to Resh, still wanting to answer abot the rippergun, "most of us ogryns.. like to use, rippergun... it works good for... shooting and hitting.. things." Jalp belived that was the best description of a thing Jalp had ever done and ones again he was proud of himself.
Torek left the quartermaster satisfied with his purchases, pocketing the trio of grenades about his person. Honestly, the Kroot was building towards the weapons of his people. Missing his old Kroot knives was like mourning a lost limb, they had been so inherent to how he had identified himself. Eager as he was, he would have to work a bit more to purchase a new set. Sighing at the thought of those beautiful hacking instruments; down to the feel of the handles when gripped tightly before a killing blow, he set up in his old roost, sitting against the doorframe, room open to anyone who could peer inside, watching the hallway with hunter's eyes. Let it be soon Captain, I do not sit for long.
