OOC: Im not sure if I need further reaction from anyone so Im just going to get those rads toned down. But maybe I could get some help from @High_Adept_Zeth ... Ixtab moved along to the designated Servitor. Asking the question in broken code as best he could, but his injuries made it near impossible. After several minutes of trying to speak in gibberish, the Alpha changed his tactics and looked to the Ranger. With a subtle 'ping' sent to him, he asked for his assistance over the manner. He heard what the Techmarine said, so maybe he could speak for him.
OOC: Just assume mr. random NPC will give them to you, I just play Angelous as the annoyed Blood Raven he is, though he is more open to others, he ain't be all buddy-buddy with new strangers
- Rocky and Edd, with Bucky Bucky the baby deer like creature huddled closer to Edd at the stranger's approach. She was a regular human thing, not big like Edd or small like Rocky. It also had an odd smell. Being the curious little critter that he was, Bucky sniffed the human felmale's exstended hand before licking it affectionately. Meanwhile, Edd smiled happily at Captain Jannika's interest in the little fawn. Rocky's posture became ridged and comical. Having had too much recafe and the Captain being too attractive. "His name es Bucky. Not sure wot he es, but I found him all alone back on da forest planet. Little guy was cryin' an I couldn't leave him... He was lots smaller before. Careful, he's teethin'." Edd explained. At the sound of his name, Bucky returned to scampering around them. "Neeey!" He says happily. "Sssssh! All of you are too loud. What are you even doing here miss, aah, we've never met..." "Dats da Captain of da Angelfalls, Miss Jannika. Says so en me head." "Thanks Edd. My condolences about your command Captain. She was a fine vessel." "Neeey." "Hush, Bucky." "Why are ya so hard on Him Rocky? He's just a baby." "A baby what? We still don't know what he is. He's only getting bigger and growing more teeth. Two things I'm very on guard of right now!" "I like you Bucky." Bucky nuzzled Edd affectionately, having imprinted on him as a parent. 'You have all the rest fooled, but I know under those big eyes and lashes you're nothing but trouble.' Rocky thought.
<Feron> "Glad it's up to snuff then, would be quite the problem if an inferno pistol couldn't deal with at least a few Orks. " Giving her a gentle clap on the back her smile was returned in kind with a light chuckle. "But I'll be back to put that offer to good use M'am. The Emperor Protects. "Forming hammer and anvil across his chest the Salamander dismissed himself wandering the halls once more thoughts turned toward the future considering what they had discussed. Mind settling on returning to the Forge he drew Skull Splitter, time to put their newest addition to work, as ever his best thinking came forth when hammering something into shape. Unless stopped he wouldn't halt himself to address any new faces, ready to dive into his work.
"Oh come on!" Satoshi cried out as the brand new paint job on his armor got ruined. "All the Battle Sisters on Terra loved those colors!" Mamushi was still in a deadlock with the Nob's large Power Choppa. The Nob grinned its ugly smile at the Ronin. "D'aaawww, is da pritte humee wad 'bout 'is cartlas?" The Nob sneered as he pushed even harder against Satoshi's Power Naginata. Meanwhile the other ork boyz readied themselves to take free shots at the Ronin again. Just as the first one was about to make contact with the Space Marine he was gunned down from behind. Two more ork boyz turned toward the coming fire only to be sliced and diced into shred cheese (green cheese?) by a new assailant in black. Seeing the new Marine enter the fray as well as the Stormtroopers Satoshi laughed. "Well, Chaos be damned! The Emperor does protect!" He turned his head back to the Nob, "I'm bored of you. Goodbye." He freed one hand from the Power Naginata and unholstered the sniper rifle from his back, pressed the silenced muzzle against the Nob's head, and pulled the trigger. The velocity of the round from the weapon ripped the Nob's head clean off. A fountain of blood shot up from the decapitated body's throat, splashing on to the Ronin's armor. Satoshi looked down at his blood covered breastplate. "Meh, I guess the blood of my enemies works too." Just then the last ork boy recovered from his shock and was smart enough (surprisingly) surveyed the situation at hand. With only a choppa, he has to cut down the Ronin, the new Black Marine, and the squad of Stormtroopers. He was not smart enough to make the correct decision at this impasse. The ork boy raised his choppa and screamed. "Waaaggg-" The Greenskin's eyes bulged out of his head as Talon shot himself at the ork's chest like a bullet, ripping into the ork's rib cage and out its back, carrying its new prey in his beak: the ork boy's still beating heart. The Greenskin looked down, too dumb to realized he was already dead, to see a torrent of blood flow out of its own chest. Then, as the panic set in, the ork boy collapse on to the deck, the fear still gripping the corpse's central nervous system as it twitched on the ground. Behind the epileptic body, Talon happily munched on its meal, with bits of the ork's heart hanging from its beak. Satisfied with the security at the moment, Satoshi turned to the newcoming Marine and noticed the pattern on the new guy's shoulder pad. "Holy Emperor, that's some speed! Wouldn't expect anything less though from a fellow Son of Jaghatai Khan, would I? Definitely appreciate the help, though I doubt that speed would win you any favors with the Sororitas. You know what I'm saying?" He raised his hands jokingly, tilting his head to the side to indicate that he was winking behind his helmet, but as the Ronin got a better look at the Inquisition Marine, he began to sober up. The Black Space Marine had on the similar Samurai variant of the power armor, with the feudal Edo Lord's plates around the entirety of the suit. Satoshi regarded the stranger suspiciously now. "Now, you're not one of those boys that went to Edo for special training with the Daimyos are you? Listen, I don't care what lord from what house that wiped what Shogun's ass in the past trained you, but I am not bowing and doing all that traditional shit you hear me? Got to do enough of that with my Sensei." A thought suddenly struck Satoshi, "Hey, you're in the Inquisition right? Don't answer that, with that armor, of course you are. Unless you killed an Inquisition Marine and took his armor. But that would make you a traitor and we would be fighting right now, so probably not. Anyways do you know Deathwatch Keeper Master Shin Zhu? He wa-is my Sensei back on Edo. I haven't talked to him since he left to serve the Ordo Xenos. Do you know where he is and how may I find him? He's probably guarding some ultra secret things in some secret watch fortress where they have to use secret passwords and handshakes and stuff, but still, a little hint. Please?" Satoshi empathized the last word with a slightly higher pitch voice from his normal voice. OOC: Thx, it's good to be back. Finally. Also looking forward to moar xeno extermination. ^_^
After a long period of silence, the knight quietly questioned: "Then no man should choose, only the Emperor can decide what human life is worth?"
<Amraphel> Amraphel felt relieved, finally, the tiresome conversation with this seemed to be nearing it's end. The sooner he wouldn't have to hear this degenerates smuggish voice, the better. He just hoped that Sirius hadn't secretly overheard any of the revelations forced out by the shadow master. "So, 'shadow' master it seems you now have the most important of your answers", Amraphel replied with a frosty voice. "So it is perfection through knowledge you seek and do you really seek to follow in the footsteps of Fabius Bile? Do you by any chance seek to clone somebody?", he asked, now with a slight bit of sarcasm in his voice. "Well for all intensing purposes you already seem to know more than many others, in particular you seem to know a lot about what transpired on Caliban, millenia ago. And by what right do you dare to judge me, for you are every bit of a traitor as I am so by all means, there isnt't much of a difference." "Well then, Oraan, I'll now answer that last question of your's and hope that you keep your word; It's not like I have much of a choice anyway. Then proceed and tell me of your grand designs and of how all of this benefits you."
A harsh welcome and reluctant acceptance was better than burning torches, and so, Coatly simply nodded, sent a signal of compliance back and moved towards the locker, opening it. Unless there would be anything too exotic or alien, the explorator figured, this job might be just the kind of routine she'd need to get back in touch with the ritualistic duties of her faith. Sighing with a happy way of relief, she set to begin her work, a prayer on her lips.
OOC:Ignored by the Techmarine...completely... @Uriel1339 After declaring his intentions,Zeth looked around the humble Workshop that was little more then pile of scrap that needed to be put together. Alpha that stood beside him seems severely damaged,probably the byproduct of heightened radiation,or vice-versa. Seeing the an Adept approach them,Zeth was intrigued how many more Mechanicum personnel actually followed this Chaplain. "Frater Angaelous...i have a query.How many more of Mechanicum personnel actually accompanies Lord Watchman."spoke Ranger as he,with a nod of his head,greeted the new arriving Adept who by the looks of her seems to be of the Explorator Fleets,her digi-codes naming her Coatl. Ranger approached one of the Servitors,who seemed to perform perfunctory armor repair duties.Ranger tagged him as a 'point of interest' and moved to Vanguard,the venerable Alpha seemingly having issues with the rad-cleanser Servitor.It seems his vox-caster was damaged also... Melgator Zeth seeing the ping from Alpha,switched to Lingua Technis: ++Venerable Alpha,do you seek assistance?++ The blur of machine static produced from Zeth`s deathmask was frightening but lasted only for a second.He put in one of the lockers his Long Las,his digi-codes emblazoned on its skin,so Coatl would know it was his weapon.When the reply did not come,Zeth turned to Techmarine once again: "Frater Angelous,Vanguard has his vox-caster obstructed or damaged,would you see to him?" OOC:Sorry guys...i wont be doing much of 'wall of txt' or respond in a minimum of 12 hours.Got a new job... *cough*slavery*cough*
<Angelous> "Two. His personal serf and myself. And I would certainly not let you touch him, and I don't have time for such little things as of now. There are more important things to be done such as the mere attempt to put Marmaroths Terminator armor back, though I fear it is gone beyond repair. If you are capable of working on it, go see to it. I not, then go and fetch a random Servitor and get to it. Should it get worse, I make you responsible though. The order of priorities here are: - Marmaroths direct allies - Angelfall crew - Penalty Legionnaires - Space Hulk Survivors We have only a handful of resources and they must be spent wisely." The Blood Raven replied, getting more and more aggravated by the incapability of anyone to simply work in basic routines on their own and just be useful. Plenty of Hellguns, Las Rifles and Carbines were in need of maintenance. Some simply needed cleansing rituals, others would need minor repairs after combat with the Orks.
