Reactor Vershal fired at the astartes. It was highly fortunate that he had laid claim to a plasma gun, because his shotgun would have proven utterly ineffective against such foes. Shooting from behind cover, he aimed for their torsos, and caught two of the enemy with his shot. The superheated energy blobs did the rest, melting their targets away with relative ease. Of course, the enemies weren't taking the damage lying down, and Vershal found himself forced from cover by a storm of bolter fire. He retreated further in, looking for something sturdy to hide behind. ~ 11 -2 (2 Seargents) Astartes; 80 Cultists; 5 Skitarii ~
*Samuel stood broad and opened fire on the Red Corsairs the ring of the heavy bolter rounds hopefully pushing them back hitting some of the it was well seen Samuel was not going to give anymore ground* " YOU WILL NOT TAKE WHAT IS THE DEATHWATCHES TRAITORS." * Samuels firing with broad but true despite the anger that was burning in side of his hearts* "GET OUT OF MY ARMORY TRAITORS."
OOC well since everyone is chilling and letting our enemies shoot freely, I gotta interfere <HANGAR> As the Torturer flew through the void aboard his new craft (which responded like a flying grox compared to what he used to), the battle around him reached its apex. The Dark Eldar flagship burned from a dozen wounds, White Minotaur strike cruiser proving to be much more resilient than the Admiral expected, having survived everything the aliens threw at it, and still kept on firing. Loki guessed that, despite that he believed this particular Chapter showed utter incompetence at selecting and training its troops, the ship itself might have been completely other story - probably born at some dry dock in the ages before counting, it proved as a tough nut to crack. Thankfully, that wasn't his problem anymore. Not broadcasting any type of signal until he reached the "Ebony Flame", Loki managed to cross the distance between two ships relatively undisturbed, not mentioning that time he had to navigate through the debris that was all that remained of his hidden force from Webway. Eventually, he reached the Inquisitorial ship and sent codes he had at his disposal, the ship's augurs instantly recognizing him for a White Minotaur vessel. Knowing that Veronica and her lackeys might have been boarded, he activated his weapon systems as he passed the depressurizing chamber and the second hangar door opened before him. Inside, he saw a number of both Red Corsair and Dark Eldar crafts, alongside a fair amount of troops shooting at each other. He cursed, but not because he just entered a war zone, but because he lacked the proper instruments to make his entrance even more spectacular. If he rode on a Thunderhawk, or more ancient Stormbird, than that would be something, but not this on this ugly-looking space boiler. "Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do," he sighed as he opened fire the moment later, unleashing a full force of twin-linked bolters and assault cannons, completing it with a salvo of both frag and krak rockets. In such tight confines as this, the attack proved catastrophic to both attackers and the defenders. Most of the crafts docked were now a smouldering ruin, attackers left with no chance to flee. But of course, he didn't even plan on presenting them with an opportunity to run as he gunned them down. Marines fell, Cultists fell, Stormtroopers fell, and the only man who was laughing was Loki. 12 Marines (1 Captain), 35 Cultists, 2 Incubi, 11 Stormtroopers. OOC will write next post about me crashing down in a blaze of glory after other guys post as well
<Cha'ka> The Kroot had two advantages over his targets. The first was that he was stronger, and the second was that he had fought Dark Eldar before, whereas they had not fought his species before, and their typical opponents who had the same speed as he were their own kind, or their Craftworld cousins, both of whom fought with a graceful, elegant style. The Kroot did not find that way, if he did he would already be dead, instead he fought a lot more crudely, hoping to goad his opponents into making a mistake. The arrival of the Stormraven and its opening salvo distracted one of the Incubi long enough for the Kroot to duck under his swing, using his brute strength to his advantage as he tackles the Incubi into the wall, ensuring that the Dark One's head makes contact with a exposed beam, a sickening crack followed by the Incubi's body going limp telling the Kroot that the beam had gone into his opponent's head. Cha'ka pays for his tactic, as he allows the other Incubi free reign, and he hears the Incubi draw his weapon and fire into the Kroot's back, seemingly protected by only the typical Kroot hide armor, and the Kroot falls to the ground as he turns to face his opponent, slumping down and feeling more splinters impact into his chest. The Incubi sneers at the Kroot as he goes to rejoin the fight below, certain that his target is dying. "It's a pity I had to kill you, I would have enjoyed using you as prey for my beasts in Comorragh." As he turns to leave his head explodes as several hellfire rounds slam into his head and back. The Kroot stands up, revealing the flak armor beneath the leather armor, and the shards still embedded inside it, his hellpistol in one hand. As he bends down to pick up the fallen Incubi's Klaive, he mutters "Fool! Kroot are nobody's prey!" Hangar: 12 Marines (1 Captain) 35 Meatshields, 0 Incubi
Davarus: Davarus looked in horror as stormtroopers were gunned down along with the enemy. This had to be Loki. Davarus turned his attention to the tide of cultists running towards him as he fired a full clip from his bolt pistol. 7 more fell to his fusilade. He gestured for Thoren to help deal with the incubi as Davarus pulled out his sword. "Fire at will! Kill the cultists!" The stormtroopers obeyed and instantly another 10 cultists fell. The 2 volley gunners left managed to fell one more marine. OOC: 11 marines (1 capn) 18 cultists 2 incubi 11 troopers
OOCaemons, dark Eldar ,Chaos space marines-anyone feel like inviting the Tyranids along? Suddenly a hail of fire came from just in front of the slaves, two shadows spitting out bolts at an alarming rate catching the dark eldar by suprise (These poor dark eldar-and here they thought they were the stealthiest things on this ship) killing the last kalabite and blasting the legs off one of the wounded incubi . And yet again the spray from the heavy bolter and plasma pistol up above wounded the last of the incubi. The harmoculus hissed "Where in all the warp is this fire coming from!" A high pitched laugh eerily echoed around the bridge. Culminating knives being thrown at the feet of the dark eldar. Followed by three more aimed at the incubi two were seen and blasted out of the air however the third killed the legless incubi finishing him off. Although if anything this seemed to merely excite the eldar.They threw themselves at the space marines-seemingly forgetting about the slaves, the harmnoclus stalked towards the slaves seemingly intent on causing all the harm he could.
The Admiral Corsair growled as he had taken cover behind the holo-desk. He would not see his love again, but it did matter little! They would die with him, right here, right now! "You may have taken the ship! But the ship will be your coffin!" Was said in High Gothic as the Admiral gave a signal that would overcharge the ships reactors, which would quite soon be picked up by the Astartes as huge energy spike.
Seeing that he got everyone's attention, Loki grinned as he reloaded his guns and concentrated fire on the Corsair line. Sadly for him, they also focused their fire on his craft now. He only managed to gun couple of them before various red runes began flashing across the screens in front of him, notifying him of critical damage to this ship. "Stupid piece of junk, can't fly normally, can't aim normally, can't withstand fire normally," he cursed as he kicked the console numerous of times, but to no avail, the red runes kept on flashing. Knowing that his time was up, Loki opened up the ramp on the back as he turned the ship towards the biggest group of Marines, and pushed the throttle. Perhaps they expected it, perhaps not, but in any case, Space Marine scattered as a 20 tonne vehicle went straight for them and after a loud crack followed by an explosion, engulfed the entire area in red flames. Lights flickered and shadows became longer, but whoever flied this plane was nowhere to be seen. Yet. 7 Marines, 1 Captain, 15 Cultists.
~~~ Armory ~~~~~ Harrman, Samuel, Phoebus + 10 Stormtroopers ~~OOC: Astartes???>~ 10 (1 Sergeant) , 40 Cultists, 6 Skitarii, 10 Kabalites ~ *Samuel started to push the Corsairs back with his bolter fire killing them and making them pull back out of the armory. Samuel threw a frag and blind grenade to further them back Samuel checked his ammunition he had 150 rounds left out of his magazine before he would have to drop the weapon and go to chainsword and bolt pistol 140...120....100 Samuel dropped his heavy bolter from being shot by one the corsairs in the hand he was bleeding he was going to need a new hand because he couldn't move the hand in any form in his other hand he pull his chainsword in Samuel say the horus heresy and he was fighting by Sanguinius for the slightests of moments kill ones of the sons of horus then it was gone he had just slain a red corsair he was starting to surcome to the Red Thirst but not now Samuel cleaved left to right killing red corsairs in an angelic form he got sliced every few times he killed 3 times he was bleeding severely before he came back into the armory covered in blood and fell over into suspended animation before he fell he said*" I have done m..."
<REACTOR> -Selina- Selina could hear how more soldiers came, and so she ambushed them again. She saw that it was 5 more Skitarii, but this time they wore more armour. She got into the middle, slashing and dicing everywhere. As she was standing there, the adrenalin slowly stopping to pump around her body, she felt a strong pain on her side. She looked down at it, and realized that quite a big hole had been made on the left side of her abdomen and was bleeding quite a lot. "By... The Emperor..." She slowly stumbled to the Stormtroopers, dragging her Eviscerator behind her. The adrenaline that had raced through her body certainly hadn't helped, and instead had made even more of her blood spill when she was hacking and slashing. "Need... Medicae..." She then fell to the floor, the bleeding having stopped a bit from coagulations, but still bleeding. Reactor: 13 (2 Sergeants) Astartes; 80 cultists; 0 Skitarii. OOC: So yeah, Selina might probably die since I don't think the Stormtroopers took a medic with them.
