"Blueskins disguising as pirates?! They shall fall beneath my Crozius Arcanum!" Dihardris seemed to be especially angered and muttered to himself. "... I still can't believe that he aided that Xeno-Scum."
"I can assist where i can captain. But if i may ask what kind of systems do they have on the station? If its former imperial i may be able to hack my way into it and find it." OOC are these tau pirates from the Tau pirate RP?
"We know that the station is filled with different Gangs, also some Ork Clans seem to get in and out on a frequent base but are more in the underground and often represented through Rogue Traders or other means like Eldar Corsairs. The Imperial Navy let's them do and the Arbites as well, since direct conflict would be too dangerous and would sacrifice too many men. They rather strike when there is a good opportunity like during a clan war or such. Therefor you must expect a lot of Xenos activity. Yet we have no detailed numbers since they change on a daily base."
"Then we have arrived at the right time. Once we are done, there will be less Xenos to pollute our fair Imperium.," the Minotaur growled, brandishing his shield.
"Armored Vehicles rather not, we assume you must land on the space port to investigate in person and locate the so called Tau Pirates and then hunt their ship down or meet them somehow differently, the task is up to you and you will need to react depending on the situation."
OOC: Sorry for lack of post! Was gone all day! WALL INCOMIN! IC: Watch Station Laboratory Lingren had secured himself within the Watch Station labs as soon as he was free of interrogation. Several new members were incoming and he needed to go over pre-reports provided by their parent chapters. There were many things on his mind, conscience still yet heavy he was relieved to hear a new Chaplain was coming to join them, an Son of Guillman, pure gene-seed solid service record; Lingren smiled some in relief much proffering to confess his sins to a spiritual hand amongst their own Kill-Team rather than one of the passive mask of a disconnected Watch Station Chaplain. Next up was a Salamander, a previous member it seemed. Having heard only so much of their Chapter the Apothecary was given pause as he studied a pict of Tsu'had, his visage leaning towards something tainted and malicious thanks to a quirk of Geneseed. Feeling a touch of revulsion at the sight he quickly swallowed it back, another steady service record worthy of respect and his Chapter's reputation preceded him as a loyal servant of the Emperor. Then....a Minotaur? "Well that's, why do I have a feeling he'll be sent to keep us in line...." Frowning at such a thought he studied the image provided. The Minotaur's were a brutal lot, renowned for hunting down other Astartes, Loyalist and otherwise. Next a Star Phantom, information was minimal aside from slightly more personal details of the Astartes in question, even then it was only a few service accolades along with his equipment and vitals. Things only got more convoluted from there as he read over the provided information for their Tech-Marine; An Avenging Fox pale of flesh with a single orange eye that glinted enough within the pict as to give away it's own glowing properties. "Interesting that..." Taking note of the Astartes claws he was beginning to find Nithrak's mutations almost tame by comparison. Sighing he moved on toward their Son of Antaeus, somewhat relieved to find a description of a hardy and resilient warrior. The Chapter hadn't diverged many details so he was left with only the basic mandatory stats. Bowing his head a in a moment of contemplation he thought over their fallen brothers, resolving to do a better job for these new comrades than the old. Dorn's name demanded better of him. Having collected all his reports, ran all his required test on his self and procured a canister of false skin to cover up his augmentation Lingren departed to go about the rituals all battle brothers were accustomed to, weapon and armor maintenance, training and devotions. Meeting Others Lingren met the others with a slight smile, quiet manner and a firm hand shake making little of his own presence as he had something to address before he felt he could truly face these men properly. The Chaplain was met and addressed quickly. "Brother ChaplainViolante. " Noting his Crozius the Apothecary sighed before mustering up something of a less grim impression. "Greetings, I am brother Lingren Hermesk, Apothecary to Kill-Team Light Bringer. " A brief exchange of pleasantries lead to the Crimson Fist simple request. "I would wish to have words with you in private, there are matters that way upon my soul I wish to confess before we next gather for briefing. " Briefing Lingren looked on in utter silence, eyes set hard on what information was provided them, studying it and running several possibilities and probabilities through his head as he considered if his load-out would require some changes before they dropped.
After his questions were answerd korgoth simply touched the pendant around his melt he then closed his eyes that were hidden by his helm. The color of his augmented eye was currenty blew and the visor part of his helmet were green. He then began rembering his clan Blood fangs He smiled rembering his time as a boy. He then rembered why he was in death watch and the mission before he left his chapter.
