Field Kit Inspection: Pure Luck Edition

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>>54711435
*would be carrying a hammer and some building materials*

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>>54711435
Of course honorable commissar, I hope you heal soon
>Puts on..stuff inside his robes

>>54711435
Third Company, prepped and ready, Sir!

I made sure that my company had saved up each and every throne they had, for this day.

Ready to serve !

>>54711450
>whispering
What is a casino exactly ?

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>54711446
*roll to construct a fort*

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>>54711435
Uhhh boss? Karl cut his neck while shaving with his bayonet last night and it was really hard to sleep past all the groaning and blood seeping into my hand-sack. Think I could get reassigned to an artillery division?

>>54711471
Oh it is a wondeful thing honored T'au.
You go there and gamble cash

>>54711482
Hab sack lol need some recaff

>>54711487
Cash ?

>>54711471
>He would whisper back.

It's just a place where stupid people can spend their life savings playing various games, in a vein effort to become incredibly wealthy.

For example; say you had thirty grains of rice. You could risk losing all your rice, in an effort to double, or perhaps even triple the amount of rice you have, by playing cards game, or rolling dice.

>>54711499
Well the imperials call them thrones, currency used for excange of goods and services

>>54711435
We ready, sah! Big gunz ok und 'nives pointy! What casino, though? It beer there?

>>54711482
>>54711494

Not going to happen, trooper. Also, WHERE IN THE BLOOD EYE OF TERROR, IS YOUR NAMR TAG!

CHARLIE SQUAD, SOUND OFF
VOX OPERATOR THEL
>AYE
FLAME TROOPER VESKON
>AYE
TROOPER KELL
>AYE
TROOPER KESH
>AYE
TROOPER ZWEIL
>AYE
TROOPER MARKON
>AYE
TROOPER DENON
>AYE
TROOPER SKRETON
>AYE
TROOPER CRENIK
>AYE
GUNNER SMALLES
>AYE
AND GUNNER KOOP
>AYE
EAGER FOR R AND R, SIR

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>54711475
*roll to arm fortress*

>>54711528
>>54711530

Same with you, obvious feral world trooper, with green skin, a d dmgiant muscles! Where the hell is YOUR NAME TAG!

>>54711512
But that's stupid ? In the enclave all ressources are for the greater good effort, to risk all this for a microscopic chance of having more is illogical

>>54711530
Gosh darnit must have left it in the mess hall, brb

>>54711572
Some people chose to live that way. Not that many people other than nobles and planetary Governors can afford to, mind you.

Besides, it's supposed to be fun.

>>54711572
The chance is microschopic only if you don't know how to truly play honored biped, yes.

>>54711544
>>54711475
>Matthias would face palm at the sight.
>He had build that stupid thing, right in the middle of the hanger...

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>54711616
You.... Approooovvveee.....
Make more...
*roll to build fortress extension*

>>54711650
>the adept would step out into the hangar, wearing a garish zoot suit and holding a briefcase
Nice fort there, hope you filled in the proper planning permission forms

>>54711667
Thankfully, he hasn't.

>>54711650
>Matthias would shake his head. Holding back the flood of anger, at the mutant xeno hybrid.
>"He's not worth it... He's not worth it, at all."

>put on civil clothes and a facial mask
With this I will blend more into this temple of perdition

>>54711667
Teeemporrraryy structuurrreee....
Not... need.... permission....

>>54711708
>>54711701
I don't care, I'm on vacation
>>54711703
Yeah, the more you try to blend in there, the less it works
>the adept adjusts the long feather on his wide brimmed hat, then checks the time on the pocket watch dangling from an impractically long chain from his trousers

>>54711701
>Brutus would start fiddling with the permissions of the auto turrets mounted to the two storey structure

>Checks fake cards and ID's
>Checks fake chips of the popular casinos
Hmm, yes, I'm read
VICTOR!
>A giant, black/green bug with blue eyes comes scuttling out of some corner with baggage

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>in the bowels of the ship, away from prying eyes, a silvery portal shimmers to life
>out steps a lithe being, clad in dark armor and wearing a daemon-faced mask
>he wields a wickedly sharp glaive and some kind of flamer built into the glove of his left hand
>on his back are vials filled with a cocktail of various drugs
>he holds up his hand to view a hololith of Commissar Knochenmus
Time to get to work.
>he stalks off in the direction of the hangar

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>>54711724
>The adept would feel a pair of arms wrap tightly around his metal body. A sweet smell in the air.
>It would be the Hospitaller, wearing regular civilian clothing, and smelling of peaches.

I hope you haven't forgotten, that you have a check-up with me, in one week, Viktor. We can't let those bionics of your's start acting up.
>She would plant a playful kiss on the side of the man's exposed flesh cheek, before backing off a few feet. A warm smile on her face.

It'll be nice to finally get away from all the blood and violence. If only for a few days.

When are we going to be on the planet ?

>>54711814
Imperial citizen! What are you doing in the hangar?

>>54711826
I am an aid assigned to Cpt Wyvern

>>54711810
Is this gonna be like that last time, where you were actually some dude that drugged me? Or is it gonna be like those other times that van Kleez screams about when he sleeps? Either way, I'll hit you with this briefcase.

>>54711796
Running back from the mess hall with my name tag, I bump into this Floyd Mandingo

> oh drek whatup you with those sisters of silence or whatever the regimental standard was telling us about

>>54711826
>>54711814
>Matthias would let out a sigh, before face palming at the interaction.
>"I'm surrounded by idiots..."

>>54711858
Do you need something my Capitan ?

>>54711856
Floyd Mandingo is just the file name.
>he presses a button on his neck armor
I am from an Imperial Death Cult, fellow guardsman. What is a... "sister of silence"?

>>54711854
>Illya would pretend to pout at the man's words.

That's not a nice thing to say. Especially to the woman who saved your life, not three weeks ago.
>Her lips would curve into an actual frown, at the mentioning of van Kleez, and his lies.
Don't mention that stupid jerk. I hope he gets kicked out of, and banned from every casino, before getting stabbed in an alley.

>Her face would return to a pleasant smile.

Anyways. I just wanted to joke around. I feel like I've been mopping around for far too long.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>54711858
*brutus would try and cheer Matthias up*
*roll to carve Matthias face into the side of the fort, Mount Rushmore style*

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>>54711858
"No, you are surrounded by the God Emperor's children, and it would do you some good to know your place, man."
>The 8ft space marine appears out of nowhere.
"I knew those stealth missions would come in handy one day.
>>54711905
"A sista of slience, is the god emperors null children, they protect the golden throne."

post

>>54711844
That's a bloody lie, and you know it.

Lieutenant Rias Wyvern is my assigned adjutant. Not this man. I would know, I hand picked her myself.

>>54711936
>Looks at the floating portal
"Hmmmm, looks like heresy."

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>54711915
By the Emperor, what is that abomination? Allrigh charlie squad, begin planting your explosive upon the building. Lance missile team? You will be our detonator.
>roll to plant in significant areas

>>54711915
... Why did you carve The Commissar's face into the side of a group of Prometheium barrels?

Nevermind... I'll just become infuriated.
>>54711922
sorry about that. Normally when I green text a quote, it's a mental thought. Not something I've spoken outloud.

>>54711952
"Where do you need me, sergent? My skills are at your command."

>>54711938
I don't know what are you talking about
>whispering
By the Eights can you do me a favor for once

>>54711952
*brutus would chuckle before taking refuge in the fortress, safe in the knowledge that the explosives were not set correctly and would not be able to bring down the entire structure*

>>54711967
>Lets just pretend he's a latent psyker for now
"Hmmmm, what was that captain?"
>The battle brother would march over to where the cpt. was standing and loom over him.

>>54711967
It..... was meant to be you.....
To... makeee..... you stop.... frowning.....

would it be to much hastle to join you on this expedition?

>the wizend old man looks about for someone to answer his question.......all these boltcatchers look the same for some reason

>>54711905
Creepy slags who never talk but apparently "fuck" psykers, whatever they mean by this

>>54712002
"Well mutant, all it did was serve to deface the God Emperor's property, and unless you can repair that, vagrantcy. You shall be purged."
>>54712011
>Looks at the abhuman
"your are correct in assuming that we'd need the house's help for this venture as well."

>>54711982
>He would subtly step on the Xeno's boot, while whispering.

The fact that you're alive right now, is already quite the favour. Granting you the favour of being on my command staff, is like asking the God-Emperor to lick your boots clean.

>>54711952
Ignore it, Sergeant. We're about to transition out of the Warp. And I would rather you not blow a massive hole in the hanger.

>>54712028
*would adjust the friend or for parameters to attack anyone threatening the structure or Brutus himself*
Yes...

>>54712011
Sure, but not until after you file out the appropriate paperwork. That you get from someone that's not me. I'm on vacation. Leave me alone
>>54711910
Yeah, ok, that's great I guess. Can you tell, I don't know, not me that?

>>54712011
>Matthias would seem a bit horrified by the man's sudden arrival.

S-shouldn't you be navigating the ship through the Warp?

Rolled 34 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

Hmm where is my usual table?
Eh doesn't matter
>Places some rags on Victor
>Places some pieces of papar
COME ON GET YOUR OWN GUIDE TO NEVEDA PRIME, YOU WON'T SURVIVE WITHOUT ONE
>Roll to convinve people to buy it, +20 because stryx merchant

>>54711972
I-I-I B-but sir...
T-that is against the c-c-chain of comand-mand

>>54712034
>looks at the captain.
"Captain, am I correct in assuming that you are suffering the xeno to live?"
>>54712051
"Look here, mutant, I will spare you for now, because this regiment needs the man power, but if I ever see any, defacement like that again I will not hesitate to introduce your melon you my melon smasher."
>>54712062
"What is command really? Hell the last time I showed up, noone was in command."

>>54712060
>Trooper thel and Skreton walk over
Hmmm, wed like some. How much?

>>54712085
>Matthias would shake his head.

I'd purge him if I were allowed. But the Commissar forbid such an action, on the penalty of death, for friendly fire.

>>54712085
Immm the.... kiinnggg.... of the... castle.....

>>54712028
what house? I am only doing this for myself. why can I not have some fun of my own rather than for my houses pride hmmm

>the old man pokes the marine in the chest with his walking stick

why back in my day there was some merit in having fun for yourself why back on vega 3 there was.........

>he continues with his story about a ork wagghhh and nobility for 13 minutes......many guardsmen fell asleep

>>54712102
"Trooper! I am afraid that being an astartes doesn't pay much, so I was wondering if you could buy me a guide,please."
>The space marine kneels and pleads with the trooper.
"I really need that guide, guardsmen."

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>54712102
Honored troopers, it would cost...
>Roll for cost
>>54712132
You honorable astartes get one for free, yes
>Hnds out a guide

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54712119
"Well, I do not see a large hat boucing up and down, do you?"
>Raises plasma pistol at Hanzo.
>>54711883
"Suffer not the alien to live."
>and depresses the trigger
>>54712124
"That was a nice story navagator, I liked the part where no space marines showed up to actually stop the ork waagh."
>>54712155
"Thank you kind."
>Stares at Ars'andog
"Kind...animal."
>Takes guide.

>>54712119
Also I'm extremely friendly and would help you at the peril of my own life such is the teaching of the greater good

>>54712176
>Dodge the shot
I am not your enemy my lord

>>54712176
>>54712212
*would be waiting for orders on who to make the turrets fire at*

>it would be at this point, that the Regiment's strike crusier, the Eagle's Fury, would transition back into reality around the planet "Neveda Prime".
>Should one look outside the ship's view ports, they would seem a large ball of desert covered world, with hundreds of ship's continually entering and leaving its surface.
>Stretching up from the planet's surface, and into orbit, would be a masisve orbital elevator, shuttling hundreds of tons of ore, and thousands of people into and from orbit.
>Upon the planet's surface, would be a large city, that would barely register as a hive. The lone settlement, and capital known as Vegus Las.
>Within a short amount of time, the Eagle's Fury would dick with the massive orbital elevator. Allowing it's population to leave the ship, and spend the next eight hours riding a tram down to the planet's surface, should they so wish.
>Meanwhile, dozens of Tech-priests, and their servitor slaves, would begin entering the ship, to effect it's immediate repairs.

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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>54712271
>Jumps out of hanger bay
"YEEEEHAWWWW!!!'

>>54712265
Shoot at no one

>>54712271
Hmm great, come Victor
>Hooded figure alongside a giant beetle enter the elevator

>>54712271
*would leave his fortress and lumber over to the exit, leaving a dozen confused techpriests to figure out how to disassemble the fort without detonating all of the Prometheum barrels*

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>54712296
"Sure xeno, you'd like that huh?"
>Takes a couple of pot shots ith his pistol at the hooved alien.
"Dance xeno dance!"

*humm a Merry tune*
Well this Sept is gigantic

>>54712411
>Picks up xeno
"No, you aren't gonna scout out my planet for your, greater good."
>Restrains the xeno with a bear hug
"Alright lets give you to the magos biologi they'd love it."

>>54712411
>Matthias would let out a sigh of relief, as he takes his seat on the tram.

This isn't a fully populated Hive world. The city below us, probably has only a few tens of millions of people. Praetoria has a few tens of billions per hive, and dozens of hives upon its surface.

>He would eat his head against the comfortable head rest, as he awaits the six hours it will take for the tram to reach the surface.

>>54712436
>Shrug it off
I would advise to let me off I have a pact with the commissar as a sanctioned xeno, okay ? So take a chill pill alright ?
>>54712482
Well it remind me of Da'lyth, the twin jewels of T'au, very pleasant sept to serve in

>>54712520
"....san..sancationed x..xeno."
>The marine would start vibrating in his seat in the tram
"HOOOOO!! FUCKING KHOCHEY!!"

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>54712155
Oh, we have...
>roll

>>54712568
Erm...you know honored troopers, you can get them for...your power packs,yes

>>54712568
>13 thrones.
"Poor troopers, turns out I didn't need my guide anyway, so you're welcome to take mine instead, for free."

>>54712594
"No, merchant, these troopers need their power packs!"

>>54712601
T-t-than-k-k you ade-dept.

Capitain Wyvern how is Praetoria ?

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>>54712618
Please, call me Admantomus, and you are?

>>54712618
Hmm one guide for an entire squad?
Will it be enough honorable troopers,yes?
>>54712612
They will get new ones before the next battle anyways, honorable astartes

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>>54712645
But, this is Nevada prime, merchant, you'll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.

>>54712623
We were there almost three months ago for repair and refit. He'll, you were there at the time.

>>54712668
If you ander into the wrong aley then yes, but they are guardsmen anyways and a las-pistol is enough to scare away the rubble, honorable astartes.
They can trade in their helmets instead, yes

>>54712668
Hey, I'm from here you dick, stop shit talking it

>>54712703
I request you simply give them a guide then.
>Levels plasma pistol at the greedy merchant
Choose your next words with exceptional care.

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>>54712718
Well if you are from here, then you know that the great goff rocka Elbus led his waaagh here and guess who stopped it, my chapter the Silver Redeemers!

>>54712729
Adept, may I inquire as to whats happening?

>>54712749
I also know you wrecked all our shit, then took all the chips from the casinos

>>54712761
I am excuting a greedy merchant attempting to use our brave guardsmen as live stock.
>Eyes the merchant tryna sneak away

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>>54712773
That wasn't my company, that was Brother Redeemer Marvin, he's a lot older than I am.

>>54712789
So it wasn't you that "saved" us then, it was this lumpy faced asshole

>>54712775
Oh, I'm merely selling guides for the planet, and since it isn't standart munitorum issue I have a right to sell it, but if you insist I can give them free versions

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>>54712820
I'll have you know, this lumpy faced asshole leads my fucking chapter now! ok so put some respect on Chapter Master Marvin's name.

>>54712858
So you let the guy that demolished the city then took all the chips from every casino be the chaptermaster?

>>54712879
Well theres a reason we're called redeemers, it's because we do dumshit like leveling a hivecity to kill every ork in it, then listen to your plantary governor cry that his daughter was in that city, boo hoo.
>>54712836
Good,good. Move along.

>>54712686
Ah true but there is a difference between tourism and being born in a planet

I think we arrived, Capitain can you bring me to the casino ? I want to see what it's look like

>>54713009
We did? Wonderful
>Leaves the elevator with a giant beetle by his side
>Pulls out a map
Hmm, let's see...

>>54713009
>Picks up alien
"I shall be your centuarion for today."
>chuckles.

>>54712917
Well, as you saw, it's highly overcrowded. Far too many people, and not enough resources to go around. Everything there is rationed, including the air itself.

But it's also the masisve amount of bodies we have, that keeps the manufactorums running, and makes Praetoria so rich. That, and being so close to so many warp routes.

>Matthias would look out the window, to see that the tram was finally arriving at the bottom of the orbital elevator.

Looks like we've arrived.

>>54713009
We shall see. The only reason I'm down here, is because I was ordered to make sure you lot, made it down here without causing any trouble. After a few hours, I'm likely heading back into orbit.

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>>54713069
"Even the air, you say."
>Puts on helmet.
"I knew I'd need this thing."
"Hanzo did you remember to bring your helmet?"

>>54713039
Where..... Go..... Now?

>>54713053
What's that supposed to mean ?
>>54713092
Of course ! But I think he was talking about Preatoria, not Vegus Las

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Rolled 84 (1d100)

ALRIGHT CHARLIE SQUAD! YOU CAN HAVE AS MUCH RnR TIME AS YOU WANT ON ONE CONDITION! BEGIN BUILDING A DEFENSE! NO AMBUSH SHALL FIND US WANTING!
>roll to construct the perfect defense

>>54713124
Hmm honored biped, there are many casinos for us to choose from, like the lucky 41
>>54713128
Honorable troopers, you are aware that we aren't in a war zone?

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>>54713124
We should head to the local area of refreshment, for some local cuisine, and totally not find out why they are selling air of something.
>>54713127
No, no, Preatoria is beautiful, nothing is limited there, only your class.

>>54713176
>trooper kesh:
Yeah, but the fucking searg-
>sgt venswick:
WHAT WAS THAT TROOPER!
>trooper kesh:
I LOVE MY JOB, SIR

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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>54713128
Wow it's almost like you've people become competant or something!
>Begins to work of a part of the fortress, building bolter and lascannon emplacements by enticing local techpriests and servitors.
Vigilance! that is what the Emperor demands, and that is what he gets!
>Cracks open Astartes pattern mobile drink.

>>54713186
Well then, let's go

>>54713176
Cashino... let's go...

>>54713186
Way ahead of you
>The adept is holding a large bucket of fried wings lathered in a spicy sauce, along with a jumbo grox steak

>>54713243
>>54713186
>>54713128
>Matthias would sigh, before walking off. Letting the group of idiots do their thing.
>Let the Arbites deal with their stupidity. Less headache for him.

>>54713243
>seething with anger at the slightly better fortress

>>54713271
Hmm, yes you go, I'll stay here and...do some business,yes

>>54713317
>Brutus would wander off to the lucky 41

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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>54713226
Sgt. I expect you to be my wingman tonight, Understood?'
>>54713270
>Great, now he finally gets it.
>>54713301
YEEE BOY, I love me some hotwings!
>He would then march over to the smaller fortress with his army of techpriests and servitors.
Submit to the athoirty of Silver Redeemer Third company captain and master libarian, Admantomus the Wise.
>Rolling to seduce

ALRIGHT MEN, WEVE COMPLETED AN ADEQUET DEFENSE WITH THE HELP OF THE ASTARTES
>a light cheer
NOW OFF TO RnR WITH YOU LOT, AND THATS AN ORDER!
>a lowder cheer

>Illya would arch her back somewhat, after having sat on the tram for such a long time.

Well, if you gentlemen don't mind. I'm going to head off to one of the casinos, and get a drink.

>She would wave as she walks off.

Don't let the Arbites catch you boys playing with your building blocks!

>>54713355
Aye sir!
Trooper Thel? Get your vox kit. Your coming with me and the astartes.
>Thel throws a salute, and runs off, returning a moment later with a voxcaster, and a pair of sidearms. One for the sgt, and one for himself.

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>>54713370
Sargent! come take a walk with me and ...Hanzo here.
>Walks over to the squad hold the tau'va
>>54713398
Madam, who do you think assisted us in constucting these defenses?
>He would walk over to the Senoritas
Hello, My name is Admantomus, Captain of the third company of the Silver Redeemers.

>>54713429

>wandering over to the astartes I poke the stupid tau loving human in the chest

ey drop the daft boy ya big lump, come on drop 'em or else I'm going to smack your head like the summer of trifalgus 13 ....

>roll to not fall asleep with old mans stories dc 20 of a d100

Rolled 2 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>Puts some cloth on Victor
>Puts some trinkets and postcards
>Puts a camera on the ground
Come all, come all and memorize your time here with thse souveniers and a photo!
>Roll for convincing people

>>54713409
>a familiar face crackles through the vox
-llo? Anyone there? I k-kinda need a hand here, I've *cough* upset some people-
>static
-ring money-
>the vox cuts out

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>54713471
But navaigator I love stories! I used to spend months reading tomes back on Noxus V.
>Throws the Tau into a wall
Oh I'll drop him alright!
>I then attempt to bisect him with my two power axes.
And pop goes the xeno!

>>54713490
Oh shit, ummm, I should report this to the arbites.
Uh, sarge? Ill be off for a moment.
>scurries away

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>>54713490
>Runs over to the vox,
Hello, are you alright? Do you copy? This is Captain Admantomus of the Silver Redeemers, where are you?

>>54713490
>Illya would spot this happening, rather than hear it over the vox.
>Apparently van Kleez was being roughed up.
>She would stand there, watching for a moment, wondering what she should do.
>After a few moments, she would walk over, and would speak up to the men around him.

Hi there! I'm so sorry about my friend here! How much does he owe?

>>54713537
>the voice just cuts through the static
-rbites? No no no no FUCK no, that w-won't end well for any of-

>>54713519
Stop trying to kill me and let's investigate
>>54713490

>>54713490
>the man overhears this, then activates his own vox
Vaaan
>deep inhale
KLEEEEEEEZ!
I found this case full of stuff, and I don't know what to do with it

>>54713586
Give it to me honorable scribe, I'll make it worth your time
>Pulls out a golden, mechanical pen

>>54713567
Sergeant who was the man in trouble who called you ?

>>54713605
>the man holds the case closer to himself, slowly shaking his head

>>54713552
>gets wiplash from space marine grabbing vox
ACK

>>54713552
>>54713586
>only the occasional feeble curse makes it's way through the static

>>54713561
>a man in a suit wielding a lead pipe steps back and rubs his chin
Ehnn... 'bout forty, maybe forty-five thousand thrones.

>>54713617
Hmm shame
Would you buy this pen regardless, honorable scribe? It will never break and such pens are used by the top administratum clerks of the hive worlds

>>54713619
You need to learn to wait your turn, trooper.
>he eyes the standared kit guardsmen
You appear pleasant, the names Admantomus.

>>54713654
>the man closely inspects the pen, mentally comparing it to other makes and models
Hmmm... ok, I'll take it

>>54713686
>Takes it away
I said buy honorable scribe
>>54713639
H-how much?
Also honorable scribe, can you please go after honorable captain Matthew?

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>>54713639
Ganger scum.
>His servo skull reports back to him the location of van kleez and he books it over there.
>>54713561
I came as soon as I could!
>He eyes the ganger looming over cowering man with a pipe in his hands and death in his eyes.
Stop right there hive ganger scum!

>>54713639
Do you know where he is located ?

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>54713639
>She looks shocked at the sum for a moment, but her face quickly returns to her want smile.

I see. My friend really is a moron, isn't he. Especially when a guardsman doesn't earn that much in ten years.
>There is a hint of malice in her tone, as she looks over towards van Kleez for a moment, before returning her gaze towards the man.

Is there anyway you could possibly let my friend go, and forget about his immense debt? It would mean so much to me.

>She would attempt to put on the charm as she says this. Rolling for persuasion

How is this not a quest?

>>54713736

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>54713734
No! there is no way out of this sister
>Draws power axes
The god emperor demands that we die standing! by denying this man a honorable death you are denying him the god emperor's right!
>I charge the ganger

>>54713763
*would wander into the scene, completely drunk*

>>54713754
no u

>>54713805

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>54713734
>the man screws up his face in thought
It's not really mine to say, lil' lady. Tell ya what, I'll go ask my bo-

>>54713763
>he is cut short by a space marine turning him to soup and splattering him over the assembled company
>the remaining thugs look on, shocked
>eventually the ogryn muscle's bloodstained face turns to blistering anger and he charges the marine, yelling incoherently

Well time to get the gun blazing ?
>Pull out his pulse pistol
Take cover !

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>54713797
>Finishes goring the ganger and tosses him to the side
Mutant! you missed all the action.
>Tosses him the skull of the ganger
Here take that, for the emperor.
>>54713846
>He is then tackled by a Ogryn into a wall, his armor working over time.
BAD ABHUMAN BAD!
>He punches the Ogryn in the face having dropped his power axes in the ruckus.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54713846
LANCE MISSILE! FIRE ON THAT OGRYN!
>weapon team:AYE SIR

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54713846
>Comes over the corner with a golden coffer
Oh joy, dead bodies to loot
>Begins shooting gangers with aether pistol
To make sure merchendise isn't damaged

>>54713846
>The man briefly looks up from his wings and steak in curiosity over a distant thud noise, then goes back to his meal

>>54713896
DIRECT HIT!
RELOAD!
TAKE AIM!

>Shoot the ogryn in the head

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>54713929
Rollan

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>54713922
>Crawls over, his armor looking dented and cracked.
>>54713929
You fuckin bastard shoot that fucking thing!
>Quick draws plasma pistol and blasts the Ogryn in the head.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>54713929
*roll to drunkenly slam the ogryn with a power hammer*

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>54713959
*wrong dice fuck*

>>54713846
>Illya would let out a sigh at the unnecessary fighting.
>As such, she would use the chance to grab van Kleez, and drag him away from the fighting.

Yoink!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>54713922
MARK THE TARGET!
OGRYN CONFIRMED!
FIRE!

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>Shoot in the arm

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>>54713973
>Claws after her
Wait for me sister, I feel tremendous pain in the abdominal region.

>>54713980
>Staring into the smoldering crater
A DIRECT HIT AND AN INDIRECT HIT WITH AN AT ROCKET, THE FUCKER IS DEAD
>the rest of charlie squad standing behind wave their guns in the air and cheer

>>54714049
Now we have to go back to the ship before the other ganger kill us
TO THE FORTIFICATION !

>>54714082
*brutus would still be reducing the remains of the ogryn into paste*

Rolled 6, 2, 4, 19 = 31 (4d20)

>>54713890
>the punch glances off the ogryn's thick skull, and he roars in anger

>>54713896
>the ensuing explosion blows off the ogryn's arm and a chunk of his torso, and he collapses

>>54713897
>the aether bolt hits a ganger square in the chest and he goes down gurgling

>the remaining gangers rush the company, too hopped up on combat stims to take note of the carnage around them

>first roll marine, second roll merchant, third roll tau, fourth roll genestealer

>>54714049
Hmm nicely done honorable troops
>Begins looting dead gangers and dust that was once them
>>54714082
I don't think they will come, considering we have entire militar, honorable...biped

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>54714102
*roll to keep attacking the dead ogryn*

Rolled 3 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>54714102
OH SHIT FIRE AT WILL
>a wall of full auto lasfire, that would obviously give the shooters an advantage as their opponents are out in the open, and point blank

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>54714102
What, oh we have MILITARY HARDWARE here honorable biped, it's a good idea to leave, yes.
>Shoots with an aether pistol

>>54714185
>>54714154
>>54714142
>>54714102
>Somewhere, off in the distance. Matthias would feel as if something incredibly stupid, and utterly avoidable were happening.
>Unfortunately for those involved. He simply didn't care enough at this point.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>54714102
>punches the abhuman somemore
I could do this for hours mutant!

>>54714294
>a squad of guardsmen rushes past, trying to help a crew carry their heavy weapon away.
>moments later, three dozen arbites run past in the same direction.

>>54714102
ok now this is it
>retreat to the fortifications

>>54714338
>Matthias would simply take a sip of his tea upon seeing this. Deciding it's not his problem.
>Fourth company CO can deal with it.

Rolled 11, 11, 17 = 39 (3d20)

>>54714142
>the hammer misses the ogryn and bounces off the ferrocrete paving towards the genestealer
>first roll

>>54714154
>the wild shooting mostly flies wide of the mob, the few singing hits failing to stop a laspistol-wielding ganger setting upon the retreating fireteam, firing at close range
>second roll

>>54714185
>the aether blows a fist-sized hole in an approaching mobster's torso, completely ruining his expensive suit as he stumbles to the ground
>-1 roll

>>54714322
>the abhuman corpse becomes somewhat more mushy
>a frenzied ganger wielding a power maul jumps the marine, swinging squarely for his head
>third roll

>>54714424
Thank emperor, we worked hard on these!

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>54714519
*roll to BRUTUS SMASH*

Rolled 10, 19 = 29 (2d20)

>>54714519
Okay, now
>Continues shooting
Charge Victor!
>A giant beetle charges at the ganger, second roll

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>54714519
>take cover in the fortifications
> try to spot the leader of the mob
>rolling to spot the leader

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54714557
*fuck wrong dice*

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>54714519
>trooper Denon:
ACK! IM HIT!
>trooper Marcon and Skreton pick him up
>trooper kell fires wildly, and doubles back with his bayonet

>>54714519
>He would take the maul to his helmet
thank emperor for headware!

Rolled 14, 18 = 32 (2d20)

>>54714557
>although the hammer bounces and bashes the xeno squarely in the shoulder, its next hit splatters the deceased ogryn's brains across the alley floor

>>54714559
>although the shots fly wide, taking chunks out of the walls, the beetle batters the ganger to the floor with a sickening crunch of bones
>-1 roll

>>54714563
>taking the lay of the rapidly thinning mob, it would appear to the tau that the leader is a thin red coating upon the walls of the surrounding buildings

>>54714577
>the shots fly wide as the ganger dives to the floor, blasting wildly at the guardsmen
>first roll

>>54714583
>seeming perturbed, the ganger swings his maul towards the marine's left elbow joint with a snarl
>second roll

>During th battle the robed figure is picking up whatever armour/scrap/weapons/rags are one the ground

>>54714733
>the adept turns the corner, spots this, then turns around on his heels and walks back the way he came

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>54714733
>The marines pauldron is smashed, but the ceramic holds true
You will pay for that
>Swings powered fist into ganger's face
Taste the Emperor's fury, scum.
>>54714737
You better not touch those axes, I'll be wanting those back.

Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>marcon falls, hit in the leg
>sgt venswick runs in, blssting wildly with his rifle at point blank
COME ON YOU INCOMPETANT LOT, GIT EM!

Rolled 8, 20 = 28 (2d20)

>>54714733
>Continues shooting at the gangers
When will you people even learn?
Go after that one Victor
>A giant beetle charges at one of the gangers

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>54714733
Brutus angry... BRUTUS
BRUTUS MAD
*roll to body slam one of the mobsters*

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>54714733
>aim for the leader
>try taking the shot

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54714975
>realised the leader is dead
trying to take some mobsters

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54714778
>the marine's fist slams the man's face, who flies a few feet and lands with a thud, blood pouring from his nose and mouth
>-1 roll

>>54714788
>the ganger weaves through the gunfire, Hypex coursing through his system, and snaps a couple of shots off at the sergeant
>first roll

>>54714803
>as the punched ganger tries to stagger to his feet, the beetle tears a gash in his chest and he slumps back down

>>54715024
>the ganger attacking the gunners takes a shot in the shoulder; his arm now hangs limp by his side
>-1 to the first roll

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>54715073
>Confident that soldiers can deal with the last ganger, Ars begins to loot the battle field
>Realizes that they were missing every shot
Victor, go help them

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54715073
>sgt is knocked off his feet as he lifst the wounded man. The sgt has just had his helm shot off, and is unconcious.
>the few fleeing guardsmen look back at the two downed men, and begin to return fire

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54715073
*wildly tackles the last man*

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>54715073
>The marine stands backup and begins to help the surrounding guardsmen up off the ground, and taking any shiny objects out of the pockets of the gangers.
Yoink!
>rolling for loot

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>after hearing the sounds of battle commence, the man returns to try and find some dank pocket change or something
>Rollan for loot

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>54715157
Forgot to roll for loot

>>54715205
*Drags the last man over towards the lucky 41*

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>54715157
>>54715177
>>54715205
>the man takes two lasgun shots to the chest before being dogpiled by a giant beetle and a genestealer
>winrar

>>54715227
>the marine finds an engraved laspistol, a silver pocketwatch and a photograph of a woman
>a note on the back reads "Stay strong, my darling. XXX"

>>54715292
>the clerk finds a wallet containing [d100] thrones

>>54715318
>the merchant finds an IOU for 20 thrones, signed by a certain 'Big Stefano'

>meanwhile, van Kleez has been lying unconscious on the alley floor
>it's the best sleep he's had for weeks

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>54715376
Aw fuck yeah, 20 thrones!
>rolling to see if any of their suits are intact and if their shoes are nice

>>54715376
Hmm, not the best day for business
>Looks at cart with whatever he scaped by
At least it wasn't a total loss
>Kicks Kleez
Wake up honorable sergeant, you still owe me cash for...medicine

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>>54715376
>Crushes the las pistol in his hand and puts the silver pocketwatch on his right sholder's purity seal.
Nice, now I know who I am fighting at all..times..
>He studies the picture of the women, admiring her brown hair, and violet eyes.
Quite the specium, I can't beileve a cadian would stoop so low.

>guardsmen run away, carrying three comrades, and a missile launcher. Calling for medical help all the way.

ok we should be heading to somewhere safe like the ship, right ?

>>54715478
The ship doesn't have free shit and tailored suits just lying around on the floor though does it. Holy fuck I missed it here

>>54715478
*carrying the gangster*
We.... go.... cashinohh....

>>54715478
>Walks away with a cart filled with suits, trinkets and stubbers
Why, honorable biped?
We got the loot and now can have fun unmolested
>Takes a realtively new-looking hat
Would you like this headwear, it'll help you bend in more easily

>>54715512
huh that's a nice round hat
well let's head to the casino then

>>54715512
>>54715528
>The man walks past, wearing a suit with only a little blood on it and a hat with barely any brain gunk
Yeah, lets make our way down there now

>>54715528
Of course, you'll pay for the hat there, yes.
Victor
>Gives a cart full of stuff to the giant beetle
Bring it to the ship

>>54715411
>the sergeant groans and mumbles something about his lack of funds

>>54715399
>one of the suits is more or less intact, if a bit grubby with a couple of burst seams
>the shoes are a battered pair of Lazbousans, the genuine groxleather polished to a high shine

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>>54715565
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fK95pRmgPPM
Sergeant! I forgot to thak you.

>>54715555
Of course
>Put on a hat,a tie and suglasses
>>54715565
Come sergeant, I'll lend you some thrones so you can get more at the casino

>>54715565
>the man looks down at the shoes that are totally his not some dead dudes, using the reflection in the shoes to style the hair on the part of his head that isn't metal
I always forget why I decided to leave this place

>>54715634
Yes, let us travel to this "casino" establishment, I wish to sample the local delicaies.
>He says before checking out a passing girl hiver.

>>54715655
*arrives at casino*
Grr... Brutus not like cheat...

>>54715685
Then you may like to eat something at the restaurant or watch live shows honorable biped

>>54715717
No... I have cheat with me....
*is still carrying the gangster*
He cheat... for me...

>>54715685
Well then aren't you lucky, you're amonst the most honest of all the emperor's sons.
>He says before sticking his tongue out, wiggling it at the abhuman.
>>54715735
>Notices the body
Oh you meant him.

>>54715608
>the sergeant attempts to stagger to his feet, dazed and confused
Uh, no trouble... f-for what, exactly?

>>54715634
H-Hey, that's very *wheeze* good a' ya. Hopefully you'll be more *cough* lenient that my last, uh, creditors.

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>>54715751
Why for giving me a chance to really work those glutes, trooper.
>He gives the sargeant a pat on the back
Now lets go get laid I'm I right?

>>54715735
Oh wonderful honored biped...*cough*
>>54715751
I do hope you will repay me both this credit and the medicine, honored sergeant...for your own sake
But lucky for you I'm more patient than that rabble

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>54715796
*roll for casino slaves performance at the table*

Rolled 6 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

Okay, let's do it
>Roll for performance at blackjack

>>54715751
>The man would feel an unbeatable pain soar through his gut, and over his entire body, as a blow as powerful as a powerfist, nailed him.
>Looking up, he would see Hospitaller Illya looking down at his with fire in her eyes, and hatred burning through her veins.
>Despite the elegant dress she wore, she did not look happy to see him.

>the man's eyes flicker slightly, and he mumbles quietly
Y-yah, s-s-ee?

Rolled 56 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54715893
Hmm, I would like to try again

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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54715911
Sister!
>The marine would run over to the trooper clutching his guts
Now is not the time for honorable combat.
But if you are feeling testy, I will fight you!
>throws a shard of las pistol at her

>>54715933
No.... keep getting... gang.... debt...
Make... me.... money coins.

>>54715792
I mean, if you c-can fit through the whorehouse door *wheeze* then go for it, my man.

>>54715796
That's, uh, reassuring?

>>54715833
>the barely conscious slave, puppeteered by Brutus, did remarkably poorly
>the dealer offers her polite commiserations as the banker rakes in the chips

>>54715893
>the dealer just smiles as the banker can barely contain his laughter

>>54715911
>he has just gotten to his feet as the powerfist sends him spluttering back to the ground
>he mutters
G-Good to *wheeze* be back.

>the remaining members enter the casino, and spread out to find games

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>54715994
>the man coughs violently, then slumps over a blackjack table, weakly holding a hand of cards
>rolling for how good he plays

>>54716020
I mean without you my good brother.
>Squares off witht he hospitaller
Stop beating up this poor trooper, he's been through a lot.

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>54716020
*brutus would puppeteer the man with increased vigour, further indebting the local mob and occasionally generating money for Brutus*

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>54716020
van Kleez! You sir, are a FUCKING IDIOT!

>it seems she hadn't been wearing a powerfist at all. That blow was caused solely by her own fist.

I TURN MY BAVK FOR ONE MINUTE, AND YOU'RE GETTING YOUR ASS BEATEN DOWN BY CASINO THUGS!

>She would tear off a large patch of her skirt, and she bends down to tend to his wounds.

Why can't you just lay down and die already!

>>54716043
Stop... losing...
Why would you... lose...
When you.... could not...

Rolled 81 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54716020
Hmm, again...
>Puts down 100 thrones

>>54716020
Hey, van Kleez, good to see ya, can I have a word?
>the man stands impatiently, tapping his new gleaming shoes and rooting through the pockets of his newly acquired suit

>>54716103
>He would attempt to stop the sister before steping back and watching her actions.
Are you always this erratic?
>>54716127
Fucking viktor, man I should'ave stuck with you man, did you eat all the hot wings?

>>54716120
>the man coughs harder, and begins mumbling in a localized form of low Gothic
M-mamma mia, Padrino D'oro, ti pre- prego di proteg-g-g-gere da questo pazzo con t-t-troppe membra

>>54716185
Don't make..... Big Brutus... Smash... you...

>>54716151
Yeah I did, you think a local boy eats his food slowly?

>>54716185
>hears this walking by
What is this, some sort of warp chant?
>grabs the man by his shirt

>>54716196
>Violent coughing
P-please bo-s-s-s ma *cough cough* man, t-t-take me to the d-d-d-oc... I don't want the b-b-b-b-ig one, ya- ya see?

>>54716151
>She would give the space marine the dirtiest, meanest look he had ever seen.
>It all indicated one thing; "Fuck off, or you're next."
>With these unspoken words, she would return to her work.

>>54716074
>eventually a man in a white suit strides through the crowd towards the table and lays a hand on the genestealer's shoulder
Hey there buddy, I notice you and my friend have been getting along pretty well... on company dime. Care to step into my office for a minute?
>the look on his face suggests 'yes' is the answer he's looking for

>>54716103
>his voice is weak
Dunno, but I'd like to *cough* thank the Emprah for whatever's preventin' it. Hopefully not face-to-face.

>>54716121
>the dealer's face quickly returns to its neutral smile as the banker pushes 200 thrones towards the merchant

>>54716127
If I s-survive long enough to hear it, sure.

>>54716231
H-hey, q-quit bracin' me y-ya b-b-boob

>>54716263
i think he need help
or maybe he is faking it ?

>>54716298
Alright, cool cool
>the man pulls a pack of iho sticks and a lighter from one of the pockets, then lights it up and starts drawing on it

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>>54716302
>pic related is response

Rolled 39 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54716298
Excellent honorable dealer, and you honorable, fellow gamblers
>Puts down 50 thrones
let's continue

>>54716298
That would be me, you ungrateful, Grox shit covered, drugged addicted, piece of shit!

>She would let out a sigh, as she finishes up with him.

I've done what I can for you right now. You've got atleast eight broken bones, and a collapsed lung... You'll be fine for now, but you'll need intensive care when we get back to the ship later.

>>54716298
Yes... sound.... good...

>>54716432
Oh, so he's good to go? Neat, cool, snazzy
>>54716298
C'mon Kleezy-boy, we need a word
>the adept grabs the beaten sergeant by his arms and drags him away

>>54716447
Is your slave alriht honorable brutus? He seems a little...sick

>>54716625
Slave... fine... I thinks...

>>54716378
>again the banker scoops away the majority of the chips, the dealer's smile unflinching

>>54716432
Well, until then... you g-got any thrones I could borrow?

>>54716447
>two muscular men with dark suits and dark glasses emerge from the crowd and escort the two to a richly furnished office
>one of them locks the door behind them
>the white-suited man sits at a large desk and looks at the two over steepled fingers
So, I notice you've been enjoying the casino. Are you aware you've been spending company funds on your, ah, less than successful exploits? You understand, of course, that we don't like our assets, or our time, wasted.

>>54716473
Oh boy, I've s-seen this attitude before. Bout half an hour ago, matter a' fact. What you need, my man?

>three guardsmen and a table full of people begin to shout at one another

>>54716646
>>54716625
>the man coughs violently, his black pinstripe suit covered in growing dark red splotches

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>rolling to persuade
You have nothing to lose but your chains comrades! Rise up!

>>54716685
Now see Kleezy, the only reason I'm trustin' ya is cause, well, I know what'll keep ya on the straight 'n narrow, ya see?
>The man opens his briefcase. It's full of an assortment on narcotics and alcohols, He lets van Kleez have a good look, then slams it shut
>>54716719
CAN IT, YA PINKO SAP!

>>54716685
Stop talk talk.... you lose money not because of me.... you don't hire tough smashy grunts...
You use... weak... smashed grunts.... they not strong! They not Brutus! If you hire more.... smashy then.... you lose less money... stupid!
*this was, by far the longest period Brutus had ever spent talking. He was quite proud of himself*

Rolled 39 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54716685
>Puts down 50 thrones
Let's try it, again
>>54716688
Hello honorable guardsmen, Brutus was brought somewhere by suspicious people, can you please get a car ready for a gateaway in case of emergency
>Shows a 10 thrones
I'll make it worth while

>>54716791
>they look at each other
done
>they snatch up the thrones and run off looking for the other guardsmen

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>they assemble outside, and go to find a vehicle

>>54716719
>a fairly large crowd of people are gathered round the "guardsman", listening intently
>some are even chanting

>>54716734
>there is a gleam in van Kleez's eye as he spies the contents, and he looks up to face Viktor
Alright, let's talk hypotheticals. Lessay I can't get that shit off a dozen other punks in this stain of a city. Lessay I'm listenin' to what you're sayin'. What am I gonna hear, man?

>>54716750
>the man frowns
You seem to be suggesting, my dear 'man', that my trusted employees are not... strong enough? You seem to suggest I'll- I'll strongarm everyone who owes me a throne here or there? What kind of barbarian do you take me for?
However, sir, in your specific case I'm becoming inclined to prove the worth of the men whose honour you have slighted. To prevent this, how about you tell me how you're going to repay 900 thrones of debt by tomorrow morning?

>>54716791
>the chips keep falling to the hands of the croupier, much to the rest of the table's amusement

>>54716989
>A smile curls across the adept's face, framed by pungent iho smoke and the subtle whirring of cogs and gears
Now, lets say, ah, hypothetically, I ain't some hiver schmuck. Lets say, I got ins with the Administratum, and with a flick of my magic wand
>the adept waves his pen, the Aquila gleaming in the desert sunset
I can get you anything your greasy little drug addled heart desires. And let's say, in return all you had to do, was keep tabs on a few little people. Hows that sound, man?

Rolled 36 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>54716989
Hmm a bit rude, especialy if the rest isn't any better
>Puts down 500 thrones
Now let us play
>Secrectly activates his implant

>>54716989
No... you are not... understanding...
You are not... understanding... the mistake... that you made...
Do you want to know... the mistake... you made... that is costing you.... your entire... business...?

>>54716685
>The moment he had asked her for thrones, was the moment she had lifted up his gasmask, and slapped him with enough force, to nearly break his jaw.
>The sound of flesh smacking against flesh, could be heard for several blocks, from the sheer force of it.

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>the guardsmen roll up outside, arming the battle bus
>missile launcher up top rest of squad arming the sides of the roof

>>54717094
>Looks at the enraged sister
Erm honorable sister, could you not kill him, he stil owes me some thrones and he's also a valuable customer, yes
>>54717119
>Gives thumbs up to the soldiers

Fight, proletariat! For the glorious revolution !

>>54717087
>the dealer's smile falters just a little, and a perceptive onlooker could notice a flick of the head towards someone in the crowd as the croupier pushes the chips to the xeno

>>54717089
>the man's face darkens further
I'm listening.

>>54717077
>beneath his rebreather, a wide smile spreads across the man's face
Well, hypothetically, that sounds *cough* like a mutually beneficial arran-

>>54717094
>his sentence is caught short by a blow that sends him stumbling into the alley wall
What the f-fuck? Some p-people are trying *wheeze* to conduct business here, Ms Mirabelle.

>>54717134
>the crowd cheers and rallies behind their glorious leader, ready to bring down the corrupt institutions of capitalism wherever they may lurk

>>54717218
You only brought two guards.

>>54717094
Hey! We're conductin' legitimate business here, ya skirt!

>>54717218
>Picks up the chips
I think I'm done for today honorable dealer, have a great day, and you too honorable gamblers
>Walks to the bus

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>The space marine finally works up the courage to step up aganist the lunacy taking place before him.
So are we never gonna purge those heretics?
>>54717218
>He points a powered finger at the sargeant
You there, do something to whip these maniacs in shape before I start showing them why then send us on solo missions to clear hives.
>>54717235
>He pats his helmet
No he brought a space marine!

>>54717218
>cheering happening inside
>trooper kesh is sent to investigate

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>54717235
*roll to smash one of the guards heads in*

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>>54717289
>kesh walks in
>sees pic related
>walks back out

Rolled 70 (1d100)

SMASH THE ELITE! SMASH THE CAPITALIST OPPRESSORS COMRADES!

>>54717340
Uh oh! this isn't the god emperor's party
>>54717342
You a supporter!
>He gathers his reports from his servo skull,
not good at all.

>>54717340
what did you see Kesh?
Disease Zweil. disease

>>54717218
Aw jeez, lets blow this joint, before the pinko 'n is mugs glaum my gold teeth

>>54717133
>She would flare angerly at the alien before her, before raising her hands up to her head, and fiddling with something.
>A moment later she would slave down something on the table before.
>A gold and silver brooch, covered in gems.
>She looks furious as she stares over at him.

This should be enough to pay off van Kleez's debt. More than enough.

>1000 thrones would say that should he not accept it. He would likely be killed by her.

>>54717218
>She would dig the heel of her left shoe into the man's spine. Twisting it harshly, so that should he try and move, his back would likely break.

Lay down, damn you! Lay down and die!

Rolled 7, 16 = 23 (2d20)

>>54717319
>the guard ducks the lunge, and both pull out vicious-looking laspistols and fire them at the genestealer
>the man in the white suit reaches under his desk, before rapidly retreating out of a back door

>>54717342
>the crowd surges onto the streets cheering and chanting
>some start mobbing rich-looking passers-by, stripping them of their valuables and throwing them in the dirt

Rolled 17, 17 = 34 (2d20)

>>54717436
NO!
*brutus would swing viciously at one of the guards before trying to tackle the fleeing man*

>>54717432
>Picks up the brooch
Okay...
>>54717436
>Hears the chanting
Oh this can't be good

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54717432
My god emperor sister!
>He would snap shot his plasma pistol at the heel of sister Illya
Jeez relax now!

>>54717436
ATTENTION CITIZENS, RETURN TO YOUR HABS, OR FACE THE EMPERORS JUSTICE!

Rolled 20, 6, 3, 15, 17, 20 = 81 (6d20)

>>54717476
>The soldiers would fire their lasguns into the Arbitrator

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>the man hops atop an overturned luxury car, pointing his lasgun in the air
MOBSTERS! CAPITALISTS! YA JUST GONNA RUN SCARED, SO THIS PINKO GRIFTER 'N HIS MUGS CAN GLAUM YA CABBAGES! I DON'T THINK SO, YA SEE!

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>54717476
>He would hold up his companies banner in an attempt to rally the arbites to him
To me brothers!
>>54717485
CALLED IT!
>He jumps into the red clad soliders

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>54717485
AGH! OPEN FIRE!
>dozens begin shooting at random

Rolled 8, 5, 19, 14, 1, 18 = 65 (6d20)

>>54717498
>Some guardsman would fire at the captain, first three rolls
>>54717508
>Some more guardsmen would fire at the Arbitrators, next three rolls

>>54717476
>>54717485
>Matthias would let out a sigh, as he hears the gun fire, going on from down the street.

I'm going to kill them, I swear to the Emperor....

>He would hit his vox bead, and would begin transmitting to the Eagle's Fury.

....Put me through to the Commissar.... Yep..... Yes, Sir... Yes they are.... Thank you, Sir.

>He would disconnect, as he walks out of the cafe, after paying his bill.

Rolled 4, 9, 3, 5, 4, 9, 14, 13, 4, 12, 1, 7 = 85 (12d20)

>>54717485
ALL CANNONS AT THE READY!
FIRE!