So...we appear to have uncovered some....interesting information about one of our Assassins....perhaps we should question him about this. It's somewhat of an important fact.
You didn't think Nyzart would let you go off without someone watching you, did you?
You know, we should have suspected something when we another 'Assassin' just popped up out of the blue.
And I knew of it the whole time HUE HUE HUE.
>Greely, meanwhile, is looking into getting some metal parts of his own.
"Well, Throne Agent, we're going to have to remove the whole arm, and with the supports we put in, we may as well do the other one. Make it nice and symmetrical."
>Notices his metal foot
"Actually, would you be interested in an interesting proposal? We have an augmetic process we would like to try out on someone who will actually use it in field, and not just a guinea pig."
I totally am asking for this.
>has finally made it back to the current imperium command post after having his entire Regiment wiped out, shot in the thigh by a civilian, and after having tossed back into the train tunnels by a presumed Ogryn
I am entirely done with to-... What's going on here?
Well Greely, as the Ordo Xenos expert, will probably say that we should let him live, to keep relations with Nyzart, so lets go with that until he says otherwise.
Mhm, if you think that's weird, we used to have a Necron...Phaeron...who was posing as a Techpriest.
Uh, I know all about how fond you mechanicus guys are of gelding, and i'm kind of attached to "lil greely," so..
>the mechanicus makes an annoyed chriupping noise
You really think we geld all our Skitarri? Believe it or not, our faith really isn't that big a draw to the average imperial citizen, and replacements are hard to come by.
Let me think about it. I'm going to go see if our sniper is alright.
like I said i am totally asking for this
Oooh, weakspot, aye?
>aims the plasma weapon
I heard you Necrons can come back from the dead, I wonder how many times do I have to kill you... I hope a lot, but my bet is on 5.
Aye, although we eventually found out, but in his defense he did get knocked ou-....temporarily shut do-....knocked out by...something, I can't remember what.
Erm.....Eta, don't Necrons have some sort of 'Repair Protocol'?
... maybe I am missing sometthing like WHY THE FUCK ARE WE NOT FIRING.
Like, I am NOT because I know if I do then you will be all "hurr Anna shot first" and it is booorring.
>Alice shrugs at LIX's request then gestures to Greely.
Ey Greely, what do you reckon we do about Eta? I said leave him, since it'd keep Nyzart on side but....
Erm....I might have some on my rucksack.
>Alice walks back inside the Town Hall and returns with the aforementioned twine.
See what Greely says, he speaks for Verasii on matters related to Nyzart.
Probably because by being a... servant? Of Nyzart he's technically an Ally until he attacks a loyal Imperial Citizen or your own inquisitor who signed Nyzart as Ally says otherwise.
Yes? Necron tech is really advanced, wouldn't be surprised if you could make it work, see a lot of stranger things...
You seen in one case, someone tells me to kill someone, in the other case, someone else tells me to not kill someone.
The similarity is that they both have bigger 'imaginary hats' than me.
Besides, friendlier than half the muppets I'm surrounded with anyway.
>LIX sighs relieved and whispers more to herself than to anyone "You did the right thing this time."
With your permission, unless there's anything else to say, I'll take the Xeno to the mechanicus priests to see if they can fix his... visual problem.
No, really, in both cases, someone infinitely more important than myself tell me to either kill, or not kill a specific faction or group.
And yes, being shot at by Necrons really would be more deserving of the term 'friendly fire' than dealing with the rank and file.
Besides, if I WAS Teamkill happy, I'd be helping Vympel with their job.
I CAN HEAR YOU GUARD!
Or rather, I knew you would have said it already. Eh. Don't fuck with me.
I heard you did not even question theirr decision to gas all the civvies in the tunnels.
Innocent civilians. Ohw, it must sting.
Do we have Techpriests nearby who will actually repair it and -not- try to destroy him?
Mhm, yes, well that -might- have worked if I was a 'Full Trenchcoat' Inquisitor, but I'm not.
Are you referring to the situation right now Sir, or the situation in general?
Right now? Minor incident, all under control. In general? Ordo Malleus arrived and are doing as the Ordo Malleus does.
I'm afraid we lost nine and churchill in the mass of tech priests when we reunited with the regiment's ship, they all pretty much look the same, but I can keep watch over those who'd do the "operation" if you want.
Well, if they were Praetorians, then I'd still be able to -bugger all-, because someone with a 'bigger hat' decided they needed to die.
Mhm, do so, just make sure they're someone you can trust.
This particular Inquisitor and his Troops appear to follow that belief, yes.
Ah but you WILL complain.
And I will be there, without you knowing.
Keep pinning it all on your superiors, "Milady", but you were down here and they were not.
It appears so Sir! Unfortunatly I am not of his or this Regiment and as I am the last remaining member of the 277 Orvustillian Guard Regiment, I shall need to check in about reassignment, so if you'll excuse me Sir.
I know where to find him. Come on.
>he leads you through the labyrinthine city, the twists and turns seem to go on forever. The various jumps give you a bit of trouble at points, but Eldar agility is no match for superior engineering.
He looks at you, sneering. "And now you're lost without me. So cool it."
what was his name again?The Haemonculus?
The Trooper is being quite sincere Sir
Not mine Sir, she is on the staff of one Inquisitor Verasii of the Ordo Xenos.
But....eh...it's not really that much of a bother.
We'll talk about this attitude of yours later, Acolyte. I don't need you undermining my authority in front of a regiment full of reprobates. Anyway, I need to go see the techpriests.
>He'd stop in his tracks the moment the Inquisitor spoke up, cursing his luck
>"Dammit! I was SO CLOSE..."
>He'd quickly turn to face the inquisitor
No Sir. I threw myself in with an Inqusitorial Lieutenant by name of Jackson and the men of his Penal colonie Regiment shortly after my Regiment was whiped out after planet fall Sir! I have no affiliation with them currently!
>Raises her hand to her comm-bead.
>Over the interrogator's squad private channel.
I found a bunch of techpriests willing to do the job the way we like it... I swear all these tubes and lens-based eyes and extra mechanical limbs these guys have give me the creeps.
They seem to be having fun too.
>Over the tech priests.
Turn that one step back and follow his instructions already damn it!
>Snorts, and inserts his hand into an exposed orifice that eminates a series of groans and farts, summoning some horrific merger of several species parts.
"You wish to see Belk... why should Belk waste his precious time on you?"
>The ghost is having a hard time keeping his will over the feral heldrake's.
>He is using most of his psyhic potential to keep it going the way he wants.
W-what is it... Amelia?
Not wrong, you're a good person, just don't want to admit it.
Mhm, although I prefer a black uniform and some Carapace myself.
Although if the situation requires it, a suitable disguise is sometimes appropriate, but in this situation it most certainly isn't.
I've been forced... to move my hand...
They played with our propaganda and kicked me out... of the system... I'm just politely knocking at the door and going back into it... but the beast is proving rebellious even now that it's being sent to kill.
I ask for Belk, and he will not like your attitude..
>He is still looking at your associate.
Hmm, very well.
>He goes over to the orifice and sticks his hand in for about half a minute., making a series of squelching noises.
You may procede.
I can't just let it go... it's our best tool...
And it's will is stronger than what it seems... it's not a simple daemon engine. It's the will of a space marine pilot, a daemon and a machine spirit all at once...
At present Sir? No Ordo....I think, however I am an Interrogator to an Inquisitor of the Ordo Malleus, and will most likely lean towards said Ordo should I survive to recieve the rank of Inquisitor. A matter of tradition Sir.
What were we talking about again?
I have trouble... trouble remembering things. Sometimes I remember two sets of happenings in the same span of time, and sometimes, I forget everything...
Who's is this Alice woman?
I-I'm not sure I could say that Sir, I only JUST met up with them mere hours ago, and even that was by the chance that a collapsed building would kill what few men were left of my Regiment after planet fall...
>Is struggling just to keep going on with the beast's control.
Who? I know not of any woman named Alice.
(Technically he doesn't know the names of anyone in the regiment)
Weird. I remember this name.
I am sure this Alice woman is out there and... somehow she will save me. From... things.
How childish is this belief. I wonder what's gotten into me... the citizen, Virmanthras?
Sir my family has been fighting in the Guard since Orvustillia was first brought into the Imperium. So let it never be said that I nor any of my family, wouldn't be willing to fight to the death for the humanity, and the God Emperor of Mankind Sir!
Most of the citizens are inti our cause, slecially after the Ordo Malleus dispatched troops at Watcher's Point and executed what is now known as the Watcher's Point Massacre.
I made sure visuals and rumors about it all got scattered over the entire planet...
Arnathrax on the other hand, failed to rescue his set of civillians, but made sure we could use the footage of their deaths and apprehension and the deaths of the soldiers sacrificed trying to... rescue them... be useful for propaganda.
> He leads you to a large chamber full of similar yet entirely different horrors, There in the middle dances a dark eldar, making various cuts and "adjustments" with a knife to a creature that should not be alive. A series of squelches and groans announce your arrival.
"Excellent then. What a delicious ghost you have brought me, young lad. Loaded with delightful eccentricities."
>He begins playing and phallically teasing with the knife in between his cuts, not looking up from his work.
As far as I know, he isn't. Seems like an alright chap from first impressions.
After we waste the IW's AFAIK. He's taking a break from being good to REMOVE LOYALIST.
Oh... terrible, terrible indeed. I.. am tired of this all, Virmanthras. We should just crush those guards so that we leave a peaceful planet, and leave.
Oh, don't forget to kidnap an inquisitor though, or two, we need the information on Eldar. Moreover... I am running low on playthings...
>steps towards the Inquisitor and whispers.
Ah, the Quartermaster was 'assigned' here by his colleagues of the Death Korps because he didn't die, they believed it Heresy Sir.
Btw, who are you? Are you a regular, or a new guy?
>has been sitting perfectly still for several hours now
>his brothers and the 317 cult militia are growing restless
>an Iron Warrior with an autocannon growls over the vox
>"Lord, just how many probabilities could there be to consider? Surely there are not more than twenty two. When will we attack?"
>his tone is edging insubordination
>Amalek turns his head
When I say so, Haxir. And not a moment before. We shall have only one chance of a flawless execution.
>Haxir huffs in frustration
Not on most of your kind, no, but I get the feeling you are a special one. So, can I have my Servants get you anything? Perhaps a suck on my cock?
>He begins cackling maniacally, still working on his living bonsai.
I'm actually trying in breaking them right now, child... the Heldrake is being followed by an army that should be enough to crush their HQ at Watcher's point... but it will take them time to arrive
I'm saving that for next monday's thread because of being late here and to have the usual amounts of connected users avaliable for the battle.but I will try to bring you some alive Inquisitorial toys.
And what do you have to give me in return, old ghost?
>He artfully taps at the flesh, filleting it is places that only make sense to the warped aesthetics of the dark eldar
My god I am having too much fun with this character
>The staff containing the Daemon Prince speaks once more.
I'd say I'm tired of waiting, restless of progress and eager to kill.
If you could just get me out of this staff by the time battle begins I'd promise allegiance to you in the battlefield, sorceress.
>stands at last, unwrapping himself out of his cloak
>night has fallen, cold darkness has set in
It is time. Advance at all stealth, all of you find vantage points in the shadows, fire on my mark and follow my lead...
>Amelia cackles, firstly almost inaudibly, then finally bursting into hysterical laughter
You do really, really think you could ever get away with this treachery, daemon? Oh I know how you loathe being into this stuff and rest assured, it pleases me immensely!
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You have not much left, and there is not much left of you, too, daemon, you control those daemons because I tell you so. I hope i don' have to remind it to you again!
I guess I am gone for today. Try not to make everything explode.
If I had time for it and was not going to bed I would certainly find a suitable phenomena to make happen. I will go with what happens to Anna on a regular basis, spitting blood all over her room and so on.
>Sees the tech priests are akready finishing up tweaking on Eta.
Well. I do believe my pressence here is no longer required. Take a rest... if you do even rest, that is... you can see the world again.
>Goes out of the room, looking for the rest.
The boy was already mine. I would merely ask a boon, a trifling thing. There is a kabal of Trueborn oafs, the kabal of the electrocuted face. They dare mock my work! Can you imagine? They say it is derivative of D'stala Blorch! I merely need you to deliver this parcel to them. My friends will take care of the rest.
>Indicates a box wrapped in brown paper
It is full of high-grade explosives of Imperium manufacture. No activator inside, though.
Of course, of course. 231, over here!
>A lumbering man-thing with exceptionally smooth skin lumbers over. He begins writing them on the skin, and with an expert flick of his knife, flenses it and gives it to you.
I will even tell you how to get back to your ship when you return, old ghost. Now where is that lad! I need someone to serve my powdered Q'orl brains while I snort them. Someone... fresh.
>Walks towards Alice.
What's the hurry for? We're at friendly territory.
>Unsheathes her C'tan Phase Sword for some seconds.
And it ain't like I'm unarmed or anything
She is a Praetorian. Space Brits all the way. Also, night mate, was good to have you, hope you'll be back on Monday.
LIX is a Callidus, however battle damage rendered the bodysuit unusable, as battle damage tends to do. So she borrowed a uniform. The problem with this being that while fancy, the uniform offers no protection. It's Carapace time.
I have....one of those 'bad feelings', c'mon, it'll put my mind at ease.
Oh come on, Carapace isn't so bad, besides, we get the proper stuff, any of the spare sets will do you, get the full set on......might need to ditch the Ponytail to wear the helmet though.....
>Alice prods LIX towards the armour then begins sorting through the weapons onboard the 'Hawk.
is this good as an alternative, carapace based armor rather than the bodysuit or does it need more armored bits?
>The way leading to the Kabal's hideout is just as baffling and loopy as the road to Belk's sanctuary was.
>Outside the Kabal's edifice, there are a number of large, clear columns that contain the living heads of a number of alien species, one to a column.
>They are electrified in a way that makes them scream melodies and harmonies pleasing to the ears of this wicked race.
>There is a single dark eldar sitting in a booth right next to the door, controlling the melodies and interacting with the occasional passerby or visitor.
Normally? Yes. Right now? I'm not sure it would be in stock, maybe there though.
Although in an urban fight, I'd rather have the extra plating errywhere. Especially against Marines.
IK, but it's one of -those- bad feelings. Of course she ain't gonna tell anyone.[\spoiler]
A....little. I don't know....I just feel...uneasy.
>Alice shivers again then lifts a Stalker Bolter from it's rack.
Second part wasn't supposed to be spoilered.
Might have to duck our for the night and ask that the IW's be put on Hold until Monday tho. I'm fading, as I imagine a few others are.
Alright how about I stay a while in your transport? Would that suffice to make you get this feeling get away?
And that way I have an excuse to go to sleep, I'll be heading for bed soon, it's 3:50 AM and I have to wake up early next morning.
I....yes...that would suffice, I think...
>Alice sticks a mag into the new Bolter and grabs a few spares, before seating herself in a jump seat nervously.
Yeah man, I'mma have to head too, -need- to get some sleep tonight. Sorry Garry. You'll hopefully be able to have your moment of evil on Monday. Sleep well everyone.
>Belk is standing in the foyer, waiting for you giddily, when you return.
It worked it worked it worked!
>He is overjoyed, extremely happy.
You have to see this! This is the Best Part!
>A video panel displays you, as yourself, delivering the package and the explosion.
Don't you get it, old ghost?
No you don't. You will be taking the shard, of course, but with the help of a Farseer I was able to record you doing the deed, you naughty naughty old ghost. Well, the help of his eyes and Mel'kyrrith node. He bawled when I took them from him. You've already met him - my latest piece...
But I digress. Do you know, that we share a mutual acquaintance? An overbearing Mon'keigh sow, who has been a constant thorn in my side. And she has people everywhere. Even in Commoragh.
Indeed? Humans are such fascinating creatures, are they not? Who did she have to strike a deal with to get a man in here?
>Falezah, I need you at these coordinates.
>His minions begin to bring the shard down the staircase.
Your Inquisitor Friend had planted evidence that she and the Electrocuted Face shared a common enemy, one that she was set on playing the old game of "Lets you and him fight" with, as her people call it.
I have no intention of doing you harm, old ghost. But the Kabal of the Tortured Soul needs it's souls to torture, and your world has recently come into a delightful crop of blueberries we'd been grooming for harvest. We will not be denied our spoils.
Use? It's a trophy, old ghost. A curio.
Do not interfere with the Kabal's harvest, and the Mon'keigh need never know this transpired. Do we have an agreement?
>The shard is placed, along with it's container, on the floor.
I'm afraid that all tau on Gospyria have been dstroyed. I'd be very happy to give you coordinates for another world. Ravaged by war, tainted by the parasite gods. Your people love the rush of high risks, correct?
hey guys how do you feel about fighting some dark eldar
Erm....just had to stick my head back in to say plz no. Bloody Dark Eldar in addition to Chaos is too much me thinks. Especially since some people have this bizarre idea of 'saving the planet' IC. Most curious.
Hmm. You can owe me. I won't show the thing to Verasii if I don't have to - it's too delicious for me to part with otherwise.
Deldar love a good three-way. But you're right. We'll keep them in reserve for now.
Ah yes, your directions to your landing site. 231!
>he flays the skin from one of the two he had bring the thing down, and hands it to you.
Do you need any help transporting the Shard?
Perhaps I won't have to owe you. I believe that you were looking for a certain psyker?
>Nyzart holds out his hand and a hologram of Amelia in SoB armor flickers to life
Hmm. I do not know her personally, but I already want to lick her brains. I will give you the recording for this, yes.
Dont worry, they won't approach with Chaos so thick on the ground. just observe and stalk
Excellent. I will take my leave.
> grabs the recording
> four undisguised immortals walk in and pick up the c'tan shard
> the group exits and the whirring of a shuttle can be heard